I sharply intook a gasp of stale breath, I savored the foul bitter taste of dust and stale that covered every section of all the dark eerie corners.It was a moldy green colour, gastly and old.I heard scrambling, making me cower into the horrid, death smelling corner.A high pitch screech came from the furthest side of the old janetors closet, the noise carried a chill along my back forcing a shiver to build then explode down it.That's when I saw them, they were all different shapes and sizes,but all a very tatty grey colour. Phew! What a relief it was only rats. Wait what am I saying only rats?! They seemed to stare as if I was a gigantic, wretched monster the dammed, back to take away their living soul,if they even had one.Their teeth were as yellow as mustard, and as long as paper clips. They started to approach I scrambled to my feet and made a dash for the old croaky closet door, I burst from it as if their very essence had been a disease filling my body the more I breathed the scent of them in. I tip toed across the shiny floor as if it was a icy pond or lake. I hope they didn't hear me. My purple and blue tartan patern converse was covered with mud and rouge blood, they left a blood trail behind me.
I bent down and wiped it up with my blouse, I feared it would be followed. Faint whispers, and the reloading of guns filled the mens bath room.
"....Maybe she's in a locker."
".....Maybe she killed herself."
".....Or she's listening to us right now."
My breath caught in my throat and created a gasp.I got up off of my knees and countinued to tip toe down the hall, my tie hanging low and my skirt riding slightly by every tiny step I took. My dad would kill me right now if he saw me, I felt tears threaten to fill my eyes.My dad, they didn't know if he was dead or alive not even a ransom note or letter delivered. But right now he would tell me to 'hold my head high and to charge the Falls'. I never understod what that meant only since lately had he started to tell me that.Weird or what? The mens feet steps started to approach the exit, of the mens bathroom. My heart jumpstarted, became electricated I felt icy fear begin to pierce my watery eyes. My ears were sending messages to my legs, they screeched RUN! But I stayed put what was wrong with me?! I had become paralyed by my own fear, cold boiling fear.
"You should run why you still can Kiera." I heard a voice from the oppersit end of the hall halp whisper half mutter.I turned round abruptly. He was tall, piercing blue eyes that were cold and blonde titanium hair. His olive skin, evenly gold completing his complexion,the look said pritty boy, but from his hunched over body gesture that created a dark, deep shadow, he was not a pritty boy.His still stare made me feel like a uncontainable animal, he played with a very sharp blade that glistened under the energy saving light bulbs.
"I can hold them off Kiera." He said making a gesture towards the mens bathroom. "I can help you get out Kiera, so would you like my help?"
Why would he help me? What's the catch?How did he know my name?
I glanced once more into his eyes, they were daring me, asking me to take a chance.I was insane to trust this stranger he could be trying to trick me for all I know.
"Fine, only because I really have no other choice do I ?" I mean if I don't go those men will catch me, and for some reson I don't think he's the sort of person to take no for a answer.The hallway lights started to flutter, inbetween the mist of our frightful conversation.
He looked almost downhearted at my distrust in him, but I mean what does he excpect. The emotion on his face once again became unemotional when he found me staring at him, it changed so quickly it startled me.
"Have faith and belive in me, my little Kiss." I gasped inwardsly as he said the last word. Kiss was my nickname, Kiera Indigo Soul Swan, all the initails of my name. How did he know that? I tensed, my hands balled into fists instantly and I took a fighting stance, waiting for some old cooky ninja to jump out at me but it didn't. Wow were we now on a nickname basis? And why am I even thinking about something light that at a time like this. My dad always told me protect the princable, minipulate, dicktate, trust that gut feeling and even play weak if thats what it takes to protect the princable, and right now I was the princable.Was this boy on my side and would he help protect the princable? I don't know what the others wanted me for but now the only one thing I'd been told was that 'Don't under any circumstances get caught by the others.' Well that's easy for them to say they weren't being chased by 4ft ninjas you get out of those cheap video games and they really do kick butt. He gestured for me to come to him. I slowly untensed and began to edge towards him.
"Jesus, Keira we are not in the movie Jaws." He groaned. I was a little suprised that a person as uptight as him had actully seen Jaws, so I couldn't help but smile slightly.
Heyy, Guyss Hopee Yuii Likee Itt Lettt Mee Knoww Whatt Yuii Thinkk I Needdd 10 Votesss Att Leastt Too Continuee ,,, Shouldd I Continuee xxx