I trudged up the steps of Donnigan Manor.A.K.A my house. I hated that it drew so much attention in this neighborhood.Being rich is fun but also has it's downs. People want to be friends with you because of money. And at restaurants I always get the bill.
I strutted inside my giant, expensive house with all the European furniture, Diamond encrusted china, and caviar treats. But if I'd known what would happen the next day I wouldn't want to wake up. Not for a very long time...
My Gucci clock chimed and I smashed the button with my index finger. I got up on my normal day. I turned around and saw a flash of blond hair. Then came a giggle.With one last look I searched my room for whatever IT was. Whatever it was, it was gone. Probably just my eyes playing tricks on me.I put on my busted up Abercrombie jeans. And then I put on a white tang-top with a black hoodie.
I went down two flights of stairs to our second kitchen. I don't know why we don't use the first. Cosetta, my personal maid and chef, was baking pancakes with waffles and bacon. My favorite, but it was usual. Even though I eat this everyday for breakfast,I still remain skinny. No madder what I do my body likes to gain weight so slowly that I'll never be fat.It's physically impossible for me. Believe it or not I got it from my dad. My mom's drop dead gorgeous, but I certainly didn't get that.
I grabbed my book bag and was almost out the door when Cosetta said
"Wait Sara, this came in the mail for you,"
I grabbed the package. Who could this be from, I thought.
"Thanks, Cosetta!" and I left to my doom. I parked my Porsche in my favorite spot and spotted the popular girls. Icy,Tara,and Alex were the It girls. The ones every boy wanted to date. The ones every girl wanted to be. Well, I didn't want to be apart of that drama.
There was only one guy in this entire school that didn't his head in the clouds of sports, girls, and beer. To me he was cooler than anyone I knew.
"What are you doing Sara?We're going to be late for homeroom!" Mike said. That was the guy I was talking about. We are best friends, but not for long...
Suddenly Tara, the leader of the popular group, came walking towards me. Me out of all these people.
"Woah, why is she walking over here?" Mike took a step back.
"I have no idea..."
"Hey, what's your name?"Tara asked.All I saw was a flawless girl. The queen of the school. Her green eyes sparkling with mystery, glossy blond hair that ran down her back. Who wouldn't want to be her friend. It was like I was in a trance. All I knew was that she has over 1,000,345,678 Facebook friends.
"Well?"Tara smiled.
"My name is S-S-S-Sara D-D-Donnigan," I said shyly. I am such a dork!Why am I stuttering?!
"Cool, want to sit with us at lunch today?"
"Okay, s-s-sure..." i gave a small smile and she winked.
"Let's go to class and leave that vermin here." Tara grabbed my hand.
"Sara, what are you doing?" Mike pleaded, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Sorry, loser!" I couldn't believe what I had just said, but went with it anyway. I want to be popular and that's all that matters. We both strutted to class ,but before that we went to the bathroom. She started to add eyeliner and lipstick. I've tried it before, but never at school. Then she took off my hoodie and my shirt. Exposing my bra. I shielded myself, but then she gave me the cutest shirt to put on. I looked in the mirror and I like what I see.
"How did you know to bring clothes?" I asked.
"Oh, I had a little hunch..." her eyes sparkled with delight. I smiled and she continued putting make-up on me. When I opened my eyes I saw a totally different person in the mirror. She had glorious black hair, a clear face of shining delight, and beautiful clothes.It was everything I dreamed of....
"Now, you don't look like such a looser..." she smirked and picked up her bag.Y
"I look so cool!I wonder if you can let me borrow some make-up, oh and clothes..." I twirled around.
"One problem at a time darling..."Tara whispered. We stepped out of the bathroom to realize we missed first period. I looked nervously around for my history teacher. Tara just smiled and strutted gracefully to her two BFF's. She waved me over to them. i managed a grin and walked over to them.
"Sara, this is Icy and Alex," Tara beamed.
"Hi..." I said shyly.
"Okay, so at lunch you know where we sit and we'll go over the rules!" Tara started to walk away with her posse.
"Wait, what ru-" but the three popular girls just walked away. I started to walk to P.E. when I saw a photo of the entire school body. It was taken two years ago. The popular girls, were of course in their own little group. There was something very different because there was another girl with the group. Okay, there was Tara,Icy,Alex, and....It looks like I didn't know this girl. Then I took a look at this years picture. The girl was no where to be seen. It was funny how this mystery girl had the exact same top as me. And when you looked at her face you could see almost the same colors of make-up. What is going on? I thought to myself. The hall was empty and then a sudden draft came. But that was impossible because everybody closed all doors while classes where going on. A flash of blond hair went around the corner. Then behind me and suddenly I was sprawled all over the floor. I fell into a black pool with no end. Suddenly in front of me was a girl I didn't know. But I did....oh my god!It was the exact same girl from the picture!
"I know that you've seen me from somewhere. I'm here to give one warning and you have to promise me...No questions asked," her voice was filled with pain, but it was firm.
"O-O-okay, I-I-I promise." I finally stated,"But, I get at least o-o-one question." I was shivering so badly that I regretted wearing this shirt.
"Fine..."
"Who are you?" I shivered.
"Isabel Dickson and here's your warning. Steer clear of Tara and her pack of zombies. She's evil and she's also the reason I'm dead." Isabel stared frightfully around.
"What did she do to you?" I stopped stuttering.
"You promised me no more questions!" and with that Isabel disapeared. Then I felt like I was dunked into the pool of black again. I tried to move, but my body felt like it had been stuffed with lead. Suddenly, my eyes opened and I saw Tara yelling for help.
"Icy get out of here! Do something helpful and call the nurse!!!" Tara snapped. Her eyes where very different. They were pitch black with red liking the edge. It looked so beautiful and so evil at the same time. She didn't even look human...She had soft skin,a soft flush in cheeks, and hair that could probably make a model cry.But it wasn't long until I was plunged into darkness once again.
...
I was afraid to open my eyes. I was afraid to move. And I was afraid of what would happen next. Would I ever wake up?Would I ever get out of this black void that kept me from screaming in pain? It was like there was a thick blanket over me keeping me unconscious. I struggled to keep my heart beating, and to stop gasping for air so quickly. No matter how hard I try my lungs never get enough air. Suddenly I was engulfed in light. My eyes fluttered open and I tried to adjust. I was in the hospital, but it was so quiet. There was no nurses skittering around bringing patients to their rooms. No screaming and yelling when something went wrong.Nothing...
then I saw a flash of blond hair like I saw at home. And in the school hallways. Then she showed herself.
"Isabel?"
"Well look who it is again..." Isabel leaned on the side of my bed. She looked different too...she was very amused. She flipped her hair and played with the hem of her skirt. This was definitely not Isabel Dickson.
"What?" But then she figured out I already knew. Then her face morphed into the one and only Tara.
"You're smarter than you look Sara. Tara, Sara, Tara, Sara, doesn't that rhyme?"
"Why were you pretending to be Isabel? What had happened to your face when we where in the hallway? what's going on?!" I half shouted. I tried to get up but a rush of pain and adrenaline pumped through my veins.
"I don't think that's the question you wanted to ask me. so what's the real one?" Tara glanced at the still clock and sighed.
"What did you do to Isabel Dickson?" I asked nervously starting to get scared.
"I'll be fair and give a clue..." she smiled wickedly,
"When Isabel was first starting hanging out with us she had problems. Her mom and dad were abusive, school was hopeless, and then all there was left was me. I gave Isabel the best year ever, but she wanted more. So I gave it to her..." Tara stared deeply at me with sadness, but it changed back into that beautiful sneer
again.
"What did you give her?Tell me more!" I pleaded.
"Hey, it was just a clue and there's more to this mystery than you think. The mystery of how long this tradition has been going on...and So.Much.More.
...
When I woke up I really was in a hospital, and thank god it wasn't empty! But what really shocked me was that Icy,Alex, and lastly Tara were sitting in chairs in the waiting room. The only reason I could see them is because the dang nurse forgot to shut the door.
Suddenly memories fluttered back to me in a rush of fear,sadness, and joy. I probably just imagined talking to Tara and seeing this weird other person of her. And probably seeing the ghost of Isabel Dickson too. But there was still a small part of my mind filled with doubt. Could it have been real? I mean the thought of all of this just seemed plain unreal. Maybe I should keep my guard up just to make sure. then my nurse came in, interrupting my thoughts.
"Are you ready for visitors honey?" the nurse slumped. (Hee hee, honey...) I swallowed a small lump in my throat and tried to make my hair less messy. The last thing I needed was Tara and the posse to think I was a looser still.
"Yeah, I guess," I took a deep breath and smiled.
"You may come in now..." the nurse yelled all the way to the waiting room. Then she checked my Ivy. Tara, Icy, and Alex waling slowly into the room and beamed. I guess that meant I still look beautiful. Then Mike walked in with a boutique of roses and teddy bears. He gave me a weak smile and eyes that said I'm sorry. I smiled back at my friends. They looked like they were all in on something. I stared at Mike and realized he looked hot! His hair was in an angle that he alone could only pull off. He looked more strongly built, and had cool clothes. None of those fake stuff that boys buy at Hollister. I guess Tara rubbed off a little.
I turned back to the open door and almost fainted. There were my parents, sitting in the waiting room, looking guilty. Were they finally going to apologize for ignoring me for the past 17 years? That sounded highly unlikely. I took a look down and gasped. Everyone looked around me to see what was wrong. My back was sore, probably soon to be bruises. one of my legs had a big fat cast on it with names scribbled all over them. Other people where here? I smiled at the thought of people coming and caring for me.
"So, do you remember anything that happened?" Mike asked and I swore I saw Tara step on his foot.
"Sara needs her rest. Why don't you go home?" Tara put her hands on her hips.
"I don't want him to go." Man, my voice sounded nasty. I really mean nasty. There was a wet edge to it with the slightest bit of drowsiness.
Tara stared at me for a quick moment but turned away before I knew it. Mike was already out the door, but started signing my cast first. Since when does he listen to Tara?
"We can't have too many visitors in here, so I'm going to have to ask two of you to leave." the nurse instructed.
"Icy, Alex go," Tara snapped. They both scurried out the door without hesitation. Miss annoying nurse told my parents to walk in. The nurse probably said that s my parents could come in.
"Sweet heart, how do you feel?" my mom smiled and gave me a warm hug. This.Was.Not.My.Mom.
my dad on the other hand was still kind of stiff but gave a smile.
"Will you excuse me ans Sara? We have to talk for a little bit." Tara smiled and shooed them away.
"They just got here..." my saddened face made Tara frown. It didn't suit her very well.
"Do you really think this is the real world? Let me introduce this place, this is B.L.O.O.D." Tara swirled around gracefully, but never leaving my eyes.
"Blood, why would you name a place Blood?" I turned my gaze to the window. It all looked normal.
"No, I didn't name it blood. Those letters stand for something!" Tara ran out the door with a look of anger. I sighed, and looked out the window again. Then I saw what was different. The sky was a pale green and the grass was a licorice blue. I got up and the cast wasn't there. My hands didn't have scratches either. I ran up to the mirror and I looked beautiful. This world was weird. I was walking around the corner when I heard voices. It was Tara and Icy.
"Can't we do it now while she still doesn't know anything yet?" that was Icy's whining voice.
"No! I'm just starting to have fun. and I don't want to kill right now anyway..." Tara sighed in fustration.
Icy pouted and said "I haven't murdered anybody in the last century! How can I not be excited?"
Somebody grabbed me from behind and put their hand on my mouth. once we where outside I saw who it was. Mike!
"You're in great danger Sara!" Mike started to gasp.
"I think I already know...What do you think was the first clue? saying that they haven't killed anyone in the last century or the murder part?" I said sarcastically.
"Do you know they killed Isabel Dickson?Jacob Ford, Emily Vincent, Patrick Spatskey,etc." Mike started to walk around nervously.
"There's more? Why would they do that? They seem so nice and perfect!" I frowned.
"Unlike everything else here, I'm actually the real Mike. That Mike in the real world is fake." (Very touchy...heehee!)
'Okay, so now that we know that Tara,Icy,and Alex are evil what do we do?" I was very clueless and couldn't cope with anything as it is. He stared at me like I had no brain and shook his head. i couldn't imagine Tara ever being evil EVER.
"We first have to get you out of here...That's going to be hard!" he turned around and grabbed my wrist. He started to run and I had to struggle to keep up.
Let me tell you the woods are very creepy. You could barely see anything besides the occasional tree,shrub, or animal. I stopped and smelt the foul air. It was as rotten as a garbage can that hasn't been cleaned in two years. Mike smelt it too and we followed the scent.
I was never good with scary things and this didn't help. There right under a well hidden bush was a leg which went all the way to a pale arm. I stared at Mike and he nodded. I carefully pushed the bush and screamed. There lay the body of Isabel Dickson. Her face was twisted up into a fearful sneer and the bruises on her body were black. Her hair was all over the place and one arm was crossed around her neck, the other on her heart.
"She looks so fresh...And that picture at school was taken two years ago!" I started to pace and squirm unattractively.
"Nothing moves here..." Mike said sadly.
"Well time moves, but not in the way you think. One day in earth time is a year here."
"What do you mean by nothing moves here?"
"Time doesn't move here and they can only kill here. It's like they suddenly introduce a new boy or girl to their group and suddenly nobody remembers them. That's why they put me here, because I wouldn't forget." Mike stared into my eyes softly.
"There's one more thing I have to add. That's not the only reason Tara put me here. I have turned into a Natwe, a creature of night. And no not a vampire even if I drink star-blood and i-" Mike jolted foward and continued with something else.
"Well time does move, but not for the people that get killed." Mike stated flatly.
"You where saying something before-" I was stopped eruptedly.
"I forgot." Mike snapped,
"Anyway, how come they wanted me, out of all the girls in the school, me?" i stopped pacing. He hesitated and it all came out in a rush.
"Iaccidentallymayhavementionedyoutothem, I'm so sorry!" Mike blushed and tried to hide it. You might think I'm strange if I told him I wasn't mad at him. I know, I'm crazy. Most normal people would scream their guts out and stomp away. I didn't do any of that.
"It's oka-"
"Don't you dare tell me it's O.K., because it's not!" he snapped. I stepped back and felt a hand go around my neck. My lungs shook and I took one last look at Mike. His eyes were wide and frightened.
"Let go of her!" Mike tried to grab me back, but it was too late. I was being carried away and I looked up to see the person who was taking me away.
Her golden blond hair and red tinted eyes gave her away. Tara's plastered on smile gleamed like a cat caught the mouse. I whimpered and struggled out of Tara's fierce grip. I looked around us and it looked like we where going 500 miles per hour. I whimpered again.
"Shhh darling, it will all be over soon," Tara stroked my hair. I think I know what she meant.
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MIKE
I kept running after her, but now she was just a blur in the distance. I finally stopped and cried out loud. I loved Sara with all my heart and now I've lost her. i knew Tara wouldn't even hesitate to have killed her already, but why wait? I kicked the ground and sighed. I was going to have to call the only person i could trust. T.J.Stark was my friend that got stuck here like me, but he's been here for 10 years...What happens if Stark started to failed o rescue Sara? What if Sara did come back, but not the same? That definitely not on my top 10 list...Oh,my god I can't believe I was babbling to myself while Sara was in danger. I quickly took out my cell and called a person who might steal my luv's heart.
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I woke up to a red ceiling, wall, and marble floor. I got up and a flash of white pain sliced through my body. Ugh, a cramp! I shifted around and took a look. I was on a plush white bed with fluffy pillows. There were rose petals sprinkled all around. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, it's crystals glinting whenever the light caught it. Getting up, I tried to open the door that was made completely out of glass. It was locked so I looked under the bed for a key. Nothing. I took a look at my body and gasped. I was wearing a really short skin tight dress that made a deep v around my neck, which exposed a lot of skin. Across the room I could see a mirror, it's rays of light made pretty rainbows on the floor. Looking in the mirror I made a small shrieking noise that was probably suppose to be a sob. Right in the center of my forehead was a star that was outlined in blue. The main color was blood red. My hair moved around in waves of black curls. It was so beautiful I could cry (the tattoo on my forehead was really weird though)
"You like what you see, right?" someone said. Immediately I covered my mark with my hair. Something told me that I couldn't show my tattoo, mark, whatever. At least not now.(Am I going crazy, or what?)I looked in the mirror and what a surprise, Tara was laying on the bed, a bright smile on her face. Now that I realized she was evil that smile didn't seem to fit anymore. It looked more like a show, like I was in the show as the substitute. A temporary replaceable substitute...
"Well?" she stopped me in mid-babble and tapped her foot impatiently.
"Um, I-I-I-" I cleared my throat nervously.No way was I ever going to escape from here if Tara new that I knew about her.I raised my chin and spoke clearly.
"I look sooo hot!" I used my most squealish teenage girl voice that I could muster and spun around happily. Just as I had planned Tara had fallen for the bait.
"And you know what would make you loosen up?" Tara flipped her hair in an elegant twist and let it loose. (Even though she's an evil witch, she could be the worlds best actress.)
"A steaming hot shower with, fancy soaps!" Tara turned me around in a circle and opened the door. (Oh now it opened...weird) I sent a prayer to God hoping that i could find my way out of this endless maze of mess I have made. It seemed like I was walking through an apartment. Scratch out apartment, it was more like a castle times a zillion more rooms. I looked out the window and saw a bunch of teenagers in uniforms. Suddenly Tara closed the drapes.
"whatever you do don't go allurking out of here." Tara warned.
"Why?" I asked and started to go for the curtain again when she grabbed my wrist. She was putting a lot more pressure than needed. I gasped and pried her fingers off. For a minute she just stared at me, smug. She quickly went back to her flawless look and nodded as if she were arguing with herself.
"I will come back later...If you need anything there will be someone to assist you," and with that she
disappeared from the room. I took a long breath and was about to pull the curtain when I remembered Tara said there where assistants. Shaking my head i screamed and started to pace. How did I end up here? I was starting a regular day of school and I was suddenly in a place where three girls are probably murderers, I looked beautiful with a weird tattoo, and I didn't know how to get home. I slumped down on the couch and turned on the TV. I went on demand and rented 300. I love this movie and especially at the end. Getting up I walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Baggies and baggies of blue liquid took up the whole fridge. What in the name of God is this stuff. I definitely was not drinking this, but I felt suddenly drawn to it. I wanted it, and I needed it. I went for a pouch/baggie and stopped myself. I slammed the fridge and went through the cabinets. This time I found little bottles of God-only-knows-what inside. "I assure you you will find nothing to eat here." I turned around to find a tall elegant women standing in the doorway looking amused. I stepped away from the cabinet and tried not to look shocked of this women. she was nothing compared to Tara, but she was gorgeous. How come I can't look like that? I pushed this self-absorbed thought away and payed attention to her.
"I'm Sara, uh, who are you?" I took out my and she shook it firmly. Then she did something really odd. She took her fist gently on my shoulder.
"Everyone knows who you are my dear, and I suppose our Goddess hasn't let you out yet...I'm Zech" Talking a step back away she observed me. Yeah I felt uncomfortable, but I didn't want to look like a lost girl trying not to squirm. (Which I was)
"And these are the clothes you came in?" she said surprised.
"Actually, no. I woke up like this, but you could join me in watching a movie." I gestured toward the living room. She smiled at me.
"Um..." I said smartly.
"oh, I won't be able to. I am a professor at the School of Natwye. The food is in the second kitchen downstairs, but I'm sure our Goddess wouldn't like you to leave so i will get them for you. Any requests?" My mind was a spinning tornado. Who was Natwye? Why do they call Tara a Goddess? How does everyone know about me? I think I heard Mike mention something like this before...
"Um, Sprite with some chips?" I took the first thing out of the mess that was my brain. She nodded and said
"Natwye is our immortal Goddess who had disappeared a long time ago." She said solemnly.
"Then why are you calling Tara your Goddess?" I said impatiently.
"She told the three wise ones that she is Natwye reincarnated. And they believed her..." she swept out of the room. I ran back to the couch and turned the TV off. I was in no mood to watch a movie now. All I could do was drift in and out of sleep restlessly.
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MIKE
I stared nervously at Stark who was practicing his sword fighting.
"So you want me to steal your love back to you..." he wiped his forehead of sweat and began again.
"Yeah because you have the strength that I don't... and she means a lot to me," Mike started. Stark stopped for a moment.
"Sorry...I c-can't go back there not after what I saw you-know-who do." Stark put the sword on a hang post and started to walk away when I put my hand on his shoulder and took out a picture of her. He turned around and looked at it. Stark seemed baffled by the beauty of her.
"That's one hot chick you got there..." Stark hung his head to hide his smirk. I sighed and looked up to see a girl staring at me from the Goddesses bedroom. I looked back to the picture and Stark and I gasped. Sara stared straight at them, but didn't seem to recognize us. Someone closed the drapes.
"You said she was in danger dude!" Stark yelled. He punched my arm like we use'd to.
"Tara probably is just enrolling her here because she turned her into a youngling Natwite..." Stark shook his head and still glanced at the window with wonder. Stark didn't get it because he can't remember what happened to the last 50 youngling that had enrolled. Nobody can, but I do. I had to get Sara out of there before the sacrifice of our lost Goddess Natwye before our current "Goddess" (Cough, fake liar Goddess cough Tara) kill's again. I had to think of a plan first. I sighed and went back to my class wondering what would happen next.
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SARA

I was meadow with little tiny sprites of light and water mixed together to make it seem peaceful. I knew I was dreaming, but I could actually FEEL the grass. In my regular dreams I never feel. I just watch everything, but here I can actually see clearly. I twirled around happily and played with the little sprites. They swirled around me playfully. One landed on my hand and tickled me. I giggled and suddenly red sprites appeared and began to swirl around wildly. I guess they really like to party.
"They really like you my friend." I turned around to see the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Power and magick radiated from her like the sun, but I knew she represented the night and moon.
"Nyx? I've read about you in the House of Night series. Is all that true?" I said brilliantly. Her laughter was like a thousand doves in the night sky. She was amazing. She made Tara look like the "wicked witch of the west".
"Some of it is true, but then again to make a story interesting you must use pieces of fantasy or fiction. Well, that's besides the point I'm here to tell you some very useful information to help you." Nyx sat down gracefully on the grass beside me.
"Where am I?" I stared around. I have never seen this place ever before.
"You are in my meadows. I invited your soul over so that we could meet face-to-face, but I have met you before many times." a sprite landed on her hand and she tickled it. The little sprite made a small giggle noise and fluttered away.
"I have never met you before though..."
"I am going to tell you something that might shock you so take deep calm breathes." Nyx instructed. I did as she asked and I'm sure the sprites helped me calm down. I felt the coolness of the ocean from the blue sprites, soothing wind from the yellow, the embrace from the earth, and joy and everything good in the world from the purple sprites. I was in my happy place.
"I'm ready for what's to come. So tell me." I said,
"Oh, but I'm going to tell you through your soul and your heart will help me..." I suddenly felt something tug in my heart. Like some secret wanting to break free, but wouldn't come.
"Oh, I guess it's not time yet. Pity...anyway tell me about your life my child." she started to braid my hair.
"Well there's not much to tell anymore, but before all this," I gestured around me,"happend I had rich neglective parents that don't even love each other, demented teachers that make out with each other in the teachers lounge, and a maid for a friend, oh and I had a friend Mike who's here but in the real world....it's very confusing."
"At least you have a few friends in the world because I know of a few people that don't have any, but you know what I told them?" Nyx finished my braid and with a sudden shock the earth sprites went round and ound at the end of my braid to make a scrunchie.
"I told them that I was their friend, but my sister I sense something wrong..."
"Well I don't know if I can go home now because I'm kinda a freak!" I pointed to my forehead and frowned. I didn't mean to raise my voice, but I did. Suddenly the sprites swirled around wildly, sensing my anger and panic.
"oh my, they have sensed your anger, but you must tell them to calm down." Nyx ushered me.
"Uh, guys everything's all right..." the sprites stopped and and began to go around in waves around me again.
"Who or what would make you think you're a freak?" I shifted uncomfortably, but there was no feeling that I shouldn't tell her so I moved away my bangs.
"I knew you where my sister!" nyx gave me probably one of the sweetest hugs I've ever gotten. I knew what she saw was a filled in star in the middle of my forehead. Why does she keep calling me her sister? I shrugged just a little, but then Nyx gave me a kiss on my tattoo. After that everything went black.
Stark
I walked away from Mike slowly still glancing at her. She reminded me of what I had special with the goddess, something that could never be. I shook my head roughly and moved on. My Goddess.... OUR Goddess was gone. I took a step down to the commons and ran into Tara,
"Oh, I was just looking for you..." she looped her arm through mine and she practically dragged me into the shadow of a Willow.
"I have a new recruit coming to this school and I was wondering if you, personally, could guide her around?" Tara winked and dared me to say no. I shrugged and she smiled. I guess I just said yes...But there was something about the way she said those words that made me unsure. The back of my mind was tingling like I was trying to remember something. I looked back up to Tara, but she was gone. There was nothing even showing that she had been there. Nothing at all.
JULIA
I clicked my pen for the 100th time feeling like I was dying of bordom. Professor Zech's eyes flashed dangerously at me and I put my pen down. She walked towards me and whispered
"If you are too bored to be in my class I am going to have to ask you to leave."
"Uh,..that won't be necessary Proffesor Z." I stared at her face innocently. Proffessor Z crossed her arms.
"Sorry Proffessor ZECH" I said exasperatedly.
"Good..now pay attention or it'll be your head," she winked at me and walked away. A 7th grader stared at me oddly and I rolled my eyes. Yes, I did feel umcomfortable, but if I showed emotion they'd actually think I cared. When I finally looked up from my desk the period was almost over. This happens when everyone stares and laughs at me and I feel umcomfortable. At the end of class Proffessor Zech walks up to me alone and asks
"What's the matter? You've been out of all confersation all week." She puts her hands on her hips.
"I'm having wierd feelings again...as if something was going to happen," I shake my head furiously.
She takes my shoulders. "Again...I thought that was gone," she said nervously. I looked her straight foward in the eyes and walked away. I knew she wouldn't understand. Suddenly I hear Goddess Tara talking to Stark under the Willow, she whispers something and starts playing with his hand. He shakes it off and nodds. Tara obviously gets angry from rejection and pinns him to the ground. Stark turns around and sees me and I immediatly ran the other way. What the bull was that about?
SARA
I got up and ran out the door. I was scared and out of my mind! What's up with the friken dream about Nyx? This doesn't even make sense....But then I remembered where I was. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore...Sitting in my bed listening to music would sure beat this crap I was living through right now. I quietly went back in the room and realized I had only ran into the bathroom and not outside. Tara had locked up the door...so how was I going to get out? Then came a knock at the door. I opened it and found a guy holding a sword in his pocket and sweat beading his forehead. His eyes looked me over with the curiousity of a child. I suddenly felt the need to cover my self because I remebered what I was wearing. Plus to top that all of this guy was beautiful.
"Uh..Um, hi my name is Sara..." I sent my hand out for a handshake, but he was still staring at me.
"Are you still there?" I waved alien fingers at him and he snapped out of it.
"Sorry, we haven't had a new recruit in a while..I'm T.J. Stark, but I like just Stark." He took out his hand for a shake and I grasped it. Electricity and adrenline pulled and rushed from head to toe. I let go and felt my eyes go wide. He shoved his hand in his pocket and looked at the floor. When he looked up again his face was serious.
"The Goddess would like to meet you down stair's and she brought you these." He shoved the bag into my hand and sat down on the hallway floor. I guess that was the cue for me to change. I closed the door and went into the bedroom. I looked at my hand for a moment That shock was odd. What had happend? Well Stark didn't seem to like me much...
I started o put on the set of clothes. But these looked like uniforms.... Why would I need these. I put on the beige skirt and short cut button down. the i put on the navy blue jacket on top. I didn't look bad, but I wouldn't say pretty either. I considered putting the showy dress on, but I decided not to. I opened the door and bumbed into stark's head. I would have slammed into the door. I would have cracked my head open. I would have died, but it wasn't a time to linger on the would have's. Stark slung his arm around my waist before I could hit the door and I relized how close my face was to his. His eyes where beautiful and sparkling. A cocky smile crossed his face and I felt like fainting but I controlled myself. Another wave of push and pull of adrenilen came in. These emotions where stronger than I was used to and harder to control. Then he let go and what was surprising was that I didn't want him to let go of me. The sensation made me feel sad. Sadness and rejection moved across my face and he touched my cheek soothingly. This time we both looked away and I followed him down the flights of stairs. I was suddenly very conscious of my self like the way my hips swayed or how my gracefully curled brunette hair almost went down to my waist. I don't know why I even have these feelings for a guy I met today but for some reason he didn't feel like a random guy. These feelings obviously proved that, but it felt deeper than I could really think. It was what felt was what mattered right now. I came to a stop when Tara gave me a fresh smile and I couldn't help, but smile back. It was impossible how something so evil could be so decieving and heartbrakingly beautiful at the same time. For now I could only hope for the best and pray that Mike was okay. I looked at Stark again and he looked back at me. Was there a question I missed? I shook my head at my internal babble and followed Tara out the door. Stark stayed in the shadows staring back at me and winking with his cocky smile. I smiled back and looked straight ahead.
NOT FINISHED YET! I'LL WRITE MORE LATER :)

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