Chapter 2: His eyes linger for a second then elbows the other guy in the gut and motions his head towards me. The guy look at me and his face darkens. My eyes widen. "Savannah? I don't like these guys." I state. "They creep me out." "How? The are HOT AS HELL." she questions. I sigh and put my chin in the palm of my left hand. Will she ever see it? I look away towards the road for a minute then look back only to see Savannah flirting with one guy, twirling her hair like crazy. The one who seems to hate me with a passion looks at me smiling. "Hi." I say. "Hello." he responds, his shining brown hair falling in his face. He blows it away, his lips puckering as he blows. Then his dark chocolate eyes fix on me again as he holds out his hand. "I'm Caleb. Caleb King." "I'm Arianna. Arianna Smith." I grab his hand for one firm shake of the hand. "Pleasure is mine." He kisses the top of my hand. I quickly place my other hand right above my chest and pull away slightly and blush. He grins, his white teeth flashing at me. "Do you attend the school about a mile away?" he asks. I nod. "Well I'm a new student there, care if u show me around?" he then asks. Once again I nod. He smiles again, then moves his hair from his face. "Well, I should head to school so my brother and I can grab our schedules." he says. "Sure. No problem." I respond. He grabs my hand again and kisses it. I blush even deeper than before. "I hope we meet again Arianna Smith." he charmingly says. All of my feelings before melt as I instantly fall head over heels for him. "Cmon Ian. Time for class." Caleb pulls away Ian, who's whispering something in Savannahs ear that makes her giggle. My eyes widen, he better not touch her.
Update: I glare at Ian, or is it Caleb? They're twins, possibly brothers. Someone gets in the drivers seat, so I'm guessing that's Caleb since he was the driver before. I take another sip of my drink as the truck slowly backs up and out of the parking lot, towards the school. My eyes flutter, my body starts to shut down it seems like. Only then- ~•~•~•~•~ I'm in a different place. I believe I'm dreaming, I have to be. All I see is horror and death. Tiny purple demons with small fangs and pointy ears with spiky spines poking out walk around, tormenting people. Some people are hanging from a foot, some swim in a pool of fire, and some are even dismembered but still alive, screaming. Hell, this is the only place that could be this horrible. My eyes tear up, then realize the tears suddenly turn to smoke at soon as they leave my eyes. Weird, why do I feel like.....this is my true home? ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ "Arianna!" Savannah shakes me. "Huh? What happened?" I groggily ask. "You passed out on the ground." only then do I feel the cold hard concrete under my skin and bones. A shiver runs up and down my spine. What was happening in there? Why did I feel like I belonged for once? Why did I now feel so....trapped? "Cmon. Were gonna be late for class." Savannah helps me up, nobody is around anymore but a young woman rushing from Checkers with an ice bag. I wave my hand away. "No thank you." I tell her. "Please I insist. I heard you make contact pretty hard." she insists. I finally give in and take the ice bag from her. It feels so cold in-between my fingers. Too cold, I think. God why are all my senses suddenly feel like they're expanding? I can smell gasoline from a gas pump from across the street. I can still feel the concrete. I can hear yelling from inside a building far away. What's happening to me?? Am I going insane? I should be placed in a mental institute. I blink my eyes a few times, trying to get used to the light. I shake my head to clear things. I wonder why I dreamed about hell, I haven't though of death or suicide in a long time, not since I was ten. "Let's go." Savannah pulls me to the Jeep. "Maybe I should drive." she says, talking to herself more than me. My head quickly falls back and bangs against the hard back of the seat. "Ow!" I exclaim. Savannah laughs and pulls out, towards school, my true nightmare in this whole entire world. I hope carlys dead, her body dumped in a river bank. I grin, just imagining all the blood that would fall from her slùtty body. How would she die? Gunshot? Stabbing? Chainsaw? Or maybe even a beating...
Update: ~•~•~•~•~•~• I continue listing all they ways a person could die while we drive back, Savannah singing To songs we both love. Cars pass by and the sky zooms by, quickly replaced by a different part. It's official, I'm insane. No way does someone just imagine hell the way I did, while feeling right at home there. No one regular anyway. "Savannah? How do imagine hell?" I question. "Well, I think of it as just your worst fears." she responds. "But what if it's more than just that?" "You're one strange gal Arianna. I respect that." I sigh and wonder why I got the image I did. Maybe from movies? video games? Video clips? So many questions, so little time. "I don't feel good." I say. Being in the sun for extended periods of time hurts. The doctors have yet to find out why, since I don't have sunstroke, or asthma. "Is your 'condition' kicking in?" Savannah asks. She only uses bunny quote marks because she thinks it's just something normal. "Probably." "Well lets change the subject. Who is he?" Without even thinking. "Caleb King." Savannah gasps. "So you do like him?!" "No! He's just really the only new guy we've seen." "Mhm, sure." as she rolls her eyes.
I'm sorry, but aren't you the one rping about avatar? A TV show? I didn't have the show lost in my mind, but you did. So stop being like that, you're doing the exact same thing ur accusing me of doing. Oh great...that sounded so rude. Didn't mean to be like that