*sorry i havent posted anything new...*
Chapter 1
“Jessika! Wake up! If you don’t, you will be late for school! AGAIN!” my mother warned me as she opened my blinds in my total-gloomy room.
I groaned as I sat up from my warm bed. “Why do they even have school on Friday? No one comes anyways!”
My mother snorted (she always does this) “Because it’s still a weekday, and parents need to go to work. Come on, I made your favorite breakfast: waffles with peanut butter and syrup.”
My stomach growled as I, literally, hopped out of bed. “Okay! Now that is what I’m talking about!” I yelled. “I’ll be down in a couple of minutes, mum.”
As soon as my mother closed my door, I ran to the bathroom for a five minute shower. After I got out, I brushed my white hair (it doesn’t make me look old), added black eyeliner and mascara. Then got dressed in my favorite outfit: a blood red blouse, black skinny jeans, and red converse, then ran down the stairs.
I almost ran into my nerd-of-a-brother Dan, as I entered the kitchen. He shoved me away and muttered, “Sorry,” and ran up the stairs.
“What’s wrong with him?” I asked as I got my plate and sat down at our dark oak table.
“Oh? Well we wouldn’t let him stay at his friend’s house, so he is having a fit,” my dad said as he read the newspaper (yes my family still reads the newspaper.)
“Do you mean Stanley’s?” I asked a mouth full of food.
“Yes, Jessika, and don’t talk with your mouth full.” My mother scolded at me.
I swallowed my food and whispered, “Yes ma’am.” My watch started to beeping, to tell me that I would be late for school. So I gobbled down the rest of my breakfast, my milk, grabbed my schoolbag, and then ran out the door with a good-bye to my parents.
While I was walking towards Westside High School, like I have been doing since 9th, 10th, and now 11th grade, I felt like someone was watching me. I stopped and looked around and saw no one in sight. I shook my head; it made my bleach blonde hair fall around my face, and started to continue walking toward the school.
That was not the only thing that was unusually that happened; people started to ignore me, even my teachers! I don’t know what is going on, but I did not like it at all. After the final bell, I shoved all my books in my locker (I did’t have any homework.) I never got ignored in my life. It felt a little depressing to me. I mean, i dont have but a couople of freinds, but it just seemed like I was never at this school to begin with!
Since I am almost 17, I got a job at IHOP. My pay is average for a waitress. I don’t know how, but in the past month, I have gotten more graceful, and I am really clumsy.
My shift ends at 7:30, which for the afternoon, it is pitch black. I exchanged my apron for my skull jacket. As I headed out the door, my boss asked me if I could take the garbage out, I said sure. I got the big black plastic bag and threw it in the dumpster. As I started to walk away, I heard something.
I turned around, but no one was there, so I started walking home again. About five minutes later, I heard it yet again, but it was closer now. I looked another time and I admit that I was getting a little freighted. I started to run home and ran into someone!
“Oh!” I exclaimed. “I’m sorry. I thought I heard someone…I guess it was you.” I tried to look closer to the person who I ran into; it looked like a woman with a black hood/cape.I tried to step around her, but she grabbed the upper part of my left arm.
“Let go of me,” I commanded calmly, but forcefully.Her hand started to burn. She let go of my arm with a yelp.
As soon as she let go of me, I started to sprint. I looked back behind me, and as soon I turned back, I skidded to a stop. I can understand one person after me, but ten, no eleven, sorry. Eleven people with capes formed a circle around me.
I tried to sound calm, but I don’t think it sound cool, “Um. Hi. I don’t think this is very fair, one against 11.” I laughed softly.The group of people stepped in closer.
“What do you people want from me?!” I yelled, “My money? I’m broke!” I saw my vision go blurry. What a time to be a baby! I thought to myself.
“Stop!” a feminine voice commanded from outside the circle.The people stopped and looked back, and then they split into two sections.
The woman stepped into the circle and took off her hood. She had red eyes and short cropped multi-colored hair.She must have seen the look on my face because she chuckled softly, “I know. I don’t look like a headmaster, right?”
One of the other hooded people stepped inward a step and bowed. “My lady, you probably don’t look like a headmaster, but you act like one, ma’am.”
The ‘headmaster’ turned her head towards the gentleman and smiled, “thank you, Gillard.”
I shook my head slightly, “’Headmaster’? Of What school?”
The woman smiled, “no, my child. We are not from a school. We are from Luna Night Academy, or LMA, as we like to call it.”
“Luna Night Academy? I don’t think this is funny! I never even heard of it!!” I almost screamed.
“Hey!” the one she call Gillard growled. “Don’t you disrespect the headmaster!”
“Gillard.” The headmaster said softly. “I don’t think that she meant to scream. She is just confused about us, that’s all”
“Yeah. A little confused, that’s all.” I scoffed.
The headmaster laughed. “You sure have a lot of bravery, to be talking to us like that.”The next thing I knew, I was being tied. My feet were tied loose, but my hands, behind my back, were tied tightly.
“What are you doing?! I screamed. “I didn’t do any-“the one I ran into shoved a piece of cloth in my mouth.I felt tears roll down my cheeks. I was scared. I didn’t know what was happening, but I didn’t like the pain in my shoulders.The headmaster leaned down to look me in the eyes.
“You will wake up in an unfamiliar place. Don’t struggle, okay?” she commanded
I nodded, even thou I felt my eyelids grow heavier. The last thing I felt and heard is that someone kissed my forehead and whispered, “I wish you a few good nights sleep, my sweet little prophecy.”
