Zephyr chapter 3-4

Fire, everywhere, blue shapes flying in the distance, a voice telling her to find the blessed mountain.

She woke up, breathing hard, wondering where she was. Then she remembered. She heard a squeak, and looked up to see a little mouse, sitting on her chest. She went to swat it off but it said:

“Hey you can’t hurt me, I’m a royal mouse!” The mouse said proudly.

“Great, now mice are talking.”

“Why are you here?” The mouse asked.

“They think I was the witches accomplice.”

Zephyre answered.

The mouse jumped back and gasped, putting its little hands up to its mouth.

“The witch! Stay away from me!” The mouse squealed before running away and out the cell. That was when She heard the clanging, like, well, metal shoes on stone. The next momtne, the knight she had seen earlier walked in.

“The court is deciding on your fate at this very moment!” He said theatrically.

“Hey, um, knight person, this ain’t a play it’s a book.” Zephyr asked.

“You seem to come from far, I do not understand your language.”

“Hey dumbo, how long have I been in here?”

“The whole night.”

“Um then it’s been an hour.” She said to herself.

“Several.” The knight said, his shining armour making Zephyr’s eyes hurt.

“I was talking to myself ya moron.”

“Would you please specify what the meaning of moron is?” The knight asked.

“Not until you specify the size of your brain. I’m tired of this, I’m out of here.” She said.

“Where do you think you’re going?” the guy in the armour asked.

Zephyr ignored him completely and started to talk.

“I am ready, I wish to go, to my.....to the spider club.”

She was going to say her room but her mom was probably looking through it, trying to find something to get her in trouble with, and the spider club was always a safe place to go.

The room filled with light.

She reappeared in a hallway with white painted walls

“Better than pink!” she muttered.

“Zephyr” she heard.

Zephyr turned to see Harley walking, half jogging towards her.

“Hey.” Zephyr answered.

“Where did you come from? Harley asked.

“I was stuck in a princess book.” Zephyr groaned.

Harley made a face mimicking horror.

“I was looking for my headphones in Sylvia’s room and my mom walked into the house.”

“Oh no, so you jumped into the first book you saw.”

“Yah, it had a talking mouse in it.”

“Well, let’s meet up with Marielle, she’s here.” Said Harley.

Zephyr’s stomach growled and she tried to remember when she’d last eaten. That would depend on what time of day it was.

“What time is it” Zephyr asked.

“Seven in the morning, we can stop by the cafeteria. Marielle and I were going to skip school with you and go somewhere but we couldn’t find you.”

They walked into the cafeteria and Zephyr took a sandwich from the fridge and bit into it.

“Hi!”

They turned to see a short and blond haired girl walking to them.

“Hey Marielle.” Zephyr and Harley said at the same time. They looked at each other and laughed, Zephyr finishing her ham sandwich.

“So,” Zephyr started, “Where are we going today?”

Marielle looked over excited like when she had an idea.

“I read this book, the story really sucks but the action’s in Hawaii, I thought we would go swimming.” She said.

“Great, so we’ll be all wet when we get back and we’ll need to bring bathing suits.” Zephyr replied.

“Taken care of” Marielle said, lifting three duffel bags. “I bought you some.”

“Mine better not be pink or I swear…” Zephyr started.

“Don’t worry, it’s red.” Marielle cut her off.

She tossed Zephyr one of the bags and took a book from hers. The title was “Trouble in Paradise”. Such a tacky title, Zephyr thought. The book had an image of the beach, sun blazing, a poll of blood in the sand, Zephyr grabbed the book and opened it. The three girls stacked up their hands over and under the book. Harley decided to take care of the talking.

“We are ready, we wish to go into this book.” She said.

White light flashed everywhere and they ended up in the same position. The book was gone. They were on a beautiful beach, and Zephyr immediately stripped down to her t-shirt. It was hot there. A few moments later as they were walking peacefully on the beach, the clear blue waves crashing on the sand barely reaching their feet, three tanned guys walked up to them.

“Hey ladies, want to learn how to surf? The tallest one, with light grey eyes and black hair asked, giving them a radiant smile.

“First of all, I am not a lady. Ladies are nice, right? And secondly…” She paused.

“Yah, I would like to learn how to surf, we just have to get changed first, do you know where?”

The three guys looked at each other with dumb looks on their face.

“We’ll bring you.” The shortest one said.

They started to walk with their ridiculously long surf boards towards a cabin in the distance. The girls followed after them. Zephyr had taken off her shoes and put them in her bag, she could feel the soft hot sand under her feet and between her toes as she walked at a slightly faster pace than the others. The guys motioned towards the cabin before saying:

“Hey, by the way, my name’s Chris.” Said the tallest one with pale grey eyes, curly blond hair and a ridiculously well shaped body.

“My name is Mike.” Said the semi-tall but still tall one.

He had eyes the colour of the water in Hawaii and his hair was short and deep brown.

“I’m Dexter.”The third said, his short red hair flying around him.

“Hmm, that’s funny; I know a television show named Dexter. Hope you don’t suck as much as it.” Zephyr said.

He turned to his friends with a hurt expression.

“Don’t worry,” Marielle said, “She’s like that with everyone, even people she likes.”

“And don’t forget I’m like that with people I hate too, you wouldn’t want to be getting the wrong idea of Matielle’s statement.” Zephyr countered.

“Hey, um Dex, how about you teach me how to surf.” Marielle said.

“I pick Mike.” Harley sounded.

“I guess I’m stuck with you.” Zephyr said to Chris.

He gulped.

“I didn’t know who to go with anyways.”

They walked into the cabin and got changed.

“See, told you it was red.” Marielle told Zephyr.

It was a really nice suit actually. It was body size, like Zephyr liked it and a nice, deep red.

“Yah, I like it.” Zephyr said as she was looking in the cabin mirror.

Harley stepped out of her changing room. Her bathing suit was a two piece; it was blue with all sorts of pink and white swirls all over it.

“How do I look?” She asked.

Zephyr opened her mouth as if she was going to say something nice, but all that came out was:

“You look like freaking cotton candy.”

“You look great.” Said Marielle, coming out in a yellow bikini polka dotted with black.

“It was a It was an Itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini, that she wore for the first time today, an itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini, so now, she’s going to surf in her itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini.” Zephyr started to sing.

“Um......” Harley started.

“Aw come on, you practically shouted for me to do it.”

None of them knowing what to say, the three girls left it at that and went to meet up with the guys. They whistled as the girls came out in their swimsuits. Harley looked down shyly, Marielle gave a radiant smile, and Zephyr eyed them with menace.

“You do that and I’ll cut each of your tongs out.”

The surfers looked at each other, as if to say “we sure know how to pick them”.

“Oaky, we can get you some surf boards and on the waves we go!” Said Mike.

They walked to the surf area and picked up some surf boards. Zephyr snatched the red one before anyone could say anything about it. Harley looked at her and rolled her eyes, Zephyr simply stuck her tongue out at her.

“Okay, follow me!” Chris told her.

“Yes master.” she said sarcastically.

She followed after him anyways, her excitement was building up, like every time she was about to do something really cool.

“Can’t wait! Surfing must be awesome.”She said.

“Don’t worry, if you fall of your board, I’ll save you.” He said.

Zephyr stopped walking.

“First of all, if I fall off my board, I will swim to the side. And even if I’m drowning, if you touch me, your nose will become the consistency of pudding before you can say, well, pudding.”

He looked at her, and continued walking towards the water. He put his board in from of him, mounted it and started to paddle with his hands; the other guys were doing the same some length away. Zephyr imitated her surf teacher.

“So this is the first step, you just paddle until the current in strong enough for you to stand up and start surfing. We should start by practicing standing up before we get to far in the ocean.”

Zephyr put her hands flat on her board and with a graceful gesture, she brought her legs up to the board and stood up.

“That’s it, fold your knees, put you arms out to keep your balance.”

She did so for a while before losing her balance and falling into the cold water. It wasn’t so cold actually, more like refreshing, after the hot air under the killer sun.

Suddenly, she felt strong hands grab her arms and lift her out of the water. She twisted and hit Chris in the face.

“Ow!” he said turning around, face bleeding as Zephyr fell back into the water.

“You should take my threats seriously, because I do.”

The others had started to gather around to see what was going on. Zephyr’s board was floating in the distance so she hung on the Marielle’s yellow one. A second later, while Mike was trying to convince Chris to wash his bleeding nose in the water, a gigantic wave towered over them and started to push them away. Zephyr and Marielle hung on to Marielle’s board and to each other. They felt themselves rush through the ocean and Zephyr had to hold her breath because her whole face was under the water most of the time. She felt a jolt in her back as she hit a hard but not so hard surface. Land! She thought. She was right. She looked around to see her friend Marielle and her surf board on the sand.

They got up.

“We’ve got to go back now.” Said Marielle.

“No we don’t, not until we find Harley.” Zephyr said, getting up slowly and painfully.

“She’ll find her way back, maybe she already did.”

“Nope, didn’t feel her going through.”

“You right, we’ll patrol the coast but if it starts to get dark and we haven’t seen her or felt her go back I’m going home.”

Zephyr started to walk along the coast, looking for anything suspicious. It was the tiniest island she had ever been on and it had the occasional palm tree. You could see the beach they had come from where they were standing.

“So,” Marielle started, “what have you gone into recently.”

“Well, a princess book with a talking mouse. You?” Zephyr asked.

“Well, Harry Potter.” She answered.

“Well obviously, it’s such a popular book, everyone tried it.”

“Did you try Twilight.”

“Yah, wanted to see what all the fuss was about so I did. Funny story rally.”

A light filled the room.

Zephyr looked around and forest. Wet, damp forest.

“Wet, forest, this must be Forks.” She said looking at her imaginary map.

“Why is it called Forks anyways? I don’t see any forks anywhere.” She said.

She installed herself at the side of the road and put up her thumb. It took about an hour before a car pulled up.

“Hey, where are you goin?” The friendly guy in the car asked.

“Um, wherever the Cullen’s house is.”

He looked stunned but still opened the passenger door for her.

“You have business with them?” He asked.

“You could say that.” She said.

She was trying her best not to say something mean since this guy was her only ride.

The car started up and they were driving, in silence for some reason. Sometime after that, the car pulled up in front of this really big house and Zephyr got out.

“Thanks for the ride.” She said.

She went to the door and tested it, it was unlocked. She opened it and stormed in, just to see a bunch of pale people looking at her. The one that looked like the description she got of Edward was on the complete left and the others were standing beside him.

“Heya you bunch of jolly bloodsucking vampires!” She said.

They looked at her, completely and utterly stunned. She smiled.

“You’re Edward?” She asked.

“Yes that’s me.” He replied.

“Honestly, with all the girls falling in love with you, I would of thought you would look better. The only difference between you and a piece of shit is that you’re so pale. Apart from that I see no difference.”

They looked at her even more stunned, not talking at all.

“What did the cat get your tongue? Or more like the werewolf?”

They looked at her some more.

“Okay, instead of wasting my time on a bunch of idiots, I’ll leave now.”

They finally reacted. The oldest one, the one who seemed to be kind of in charge, ran to her and pined her against the wall.

“Were going to have to figure out what to do with her.” He said.

“Oh and you think that’s going to stop me.”

“Yes, I believe it is very likely that this will stop you.” He said.

Zephyr gave him a “try me” smile before saying:

“I am ready, I wish to go back, to my room.”

A light filled the room.

“Seriously? You really said that to him? That’s hilarious. I have to tell this to Jamie” Marielle’s voice sang.

Zephyr made a face at the mention of Jamie’s name. Jamie was this twilight obsessed girl who kept going into Twilight to try and win over Edwards heart.

“Hey! I see something! It looks like Harley’s hair!” Her hair was sleek and black and it looked exactly like what they were looking at.

They raced to the side; it was Harley, washed up. Quickly, Zephyr went through what she remembered from CPR.

“Hey Harley wake up!” She screamed in her ear.

When Harley didn’t respond, Zephyr tilted her head up and checked for breathing.

“She’s breathing,” Zephyr announced, “we can bring her back. “

They each took one of Harley’s hands, then each other’s.

“We are ready, we wish to go back, to the spider club infirmary.” Zephyr chanted.

There was a white light.