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[What do you think?]
- - - - - - - - - - - - Lunch period- - - - - - - - - - - -
All through my classes today I had been as nervous as anything. It
seemed like everywhere I turned; that shaggy haired, baggy panted
Brian was there smirking at me for who-knows-why. My head was
pounding but ever since escaping the bus I'd felt as if I were a
hundred years old and I hadn't slept in years. Anyways- there
wasn't anything anyone could do for my headache since it was more
nerves than anything.
It was just my luck that Yvonne caught up with me after the lunch
bell rung; a few of her friends trailing behind. Her almond shaped
eyes were bright as she fell into step with me; greeting me with
her usual deep-toned enthusiasm.
"Hello Miranda! Would you like to sit with us for lunch today?
It is a shame to see you sitting all alone." I let out a
breath; brushing my hair out of my face for the millionth time
today.
"Yeah, sure." I may as well. Already my day had been
completely crappy; and Yvonne was trying to be kind to me. What was
a little more stress? I let her lead me into the cafeteria and sat
down heavily along with them when everyone got to the table. It was
fairly crowded with girls and a few guys- some being from some of
my classes and some not. I found a spot at the end close to Yvonne;
resting my chin in one hand tiredly. All I wanted to do right now
was curl up in a ball and not be messed with.
I wasn't really listening to the other girls as they talked; and
that became evident when I glanced up to see that Yvonne was
looking strangely at me. She didn't say anything but she gave me a
sympathetic smile.
Of course- things had to get worse before it got better. The next
thing I knew there was that now familiar- dark hair and green eyed
teenager striding over to our table silently. Yvonne noticed him at
just about the same time that I did, turning her tan face to look
behind her and smiling widely. "Hello Nathan!" She
greeted him the same was she greeted me, and for a moment I envied
the fact that she could be...so at ease around everyone. As if
everyone was her best friend. Scooting over a bit she patted the
seat next to her, inviting him to sit with the group. Nate's green
eyes shifted to look at me for a moment, not sure what she would
do, how she would respond. When I didn't do anything he carefully
sat down, careful not to knock anyone. I was directly across from
him but I didn't really care. My head hurt too much. A few minutes
later Yvonne tapped me on the shoulder lightly so that I would look
up at her. Her brown eyes looked concerned.
"Miranda are you alright? You don't look too good." I
shrugged, sending a sideways glance at her.
"Uhuh." I pressed my whole face into my arm this time;
not able to stand the sounds of the cafeteria. I still felt
Yvonne's gaze on me though. "I...I'm gonna go outside."
my voice sounded slurred..even to me. Still, I stood up dizzily and
began to walk towards the door. I didn't get very far though. My
head started hurting even more so that little black dots appeared
in front of my eyes, and I staggered. I would of fallen if
someone's strong arms hadn't suddenly gripped my waist. It was then
that all of sudden everything went completely black and with a
shiver I slipped into some sort of unconscious state right as I
heard a loud gasp behind me.
There was nothing to do... nowhere to hide. Everything was closing
in on her as she ran and ran. She didn't know where she was going,
just away from him. She could hear him behind her, gaining on her
as she sprinted down the alley way. Her breath was coming labored
now as she ran, she knew that she would collapse soon, she'd have
to face him. I wanted to scream. I needed to scream. Only; I
couldn't. The only thing that I could hear was a dull funneling
sound, as if I were in an underground bridge with water swirling
all around me. And a faint ringing sound that I couldn't place. No
other sounds, and my body felt as if it were weighed down at the
bottom of the ocean, with hundred pound rocks on top of me. help.
The darkness engulfing me scared me; I needed to open my eyes, and
I would of if I was capable. Only... I wasn't.
It took a few minutes for my hearing to kick in- turning that
strange funneling, empty sound into a few different distinctly
different sounds. As I laid there trying to concentrate on who or
what it was that was making the sound, the tones turned into voices
which were unmistakably mummers. Maybe from across the room. The
voices were quiet. Too quiet for me to be able to understand them
at all, as if they were trying not to wake up a sleeping baby. I
took a deep breath. At least I could do that.
The voices sounded familiar, but for some reason I could not place
them. Where was I? What had happened? A moment later I was finally
able to crack an eye open; but I regretted it the moment the
horrible- horrible sunlight caught through my eye. I winced and
closed my eye again as tightly as I could. Someone must of been
watching me though because soon I heard a low toned female voice.
"I think that she's awake." she announced. Yvonne. Yes of
course that was Yvonne. wait what was she doing here? What was I
doing here? And where was here? I struggled to raise myself without
opening my eyes; pushing up on my elbows. I was halfway up when I
felt a large hand pressing me down gently; urging me not to try and
get up. I obeyed.
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