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Hunting Shadows

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Chapter 3:

"Your parents are dead Blaire. Let them go."

I screamed as I jolted out of the nightmare. Long dark strands of hair stuck to my face. I hastily looked around an unfamiliar room. Events of yesterday came rushing back to me. Making my heartbeat slow down a little.

I felt around in the dark for my alarm clock. The blue numbers read: 3:01 AM I sighed as I fell back against my pillows. I hated those dreams so much. For the past two years they came to me every night, or when I fell asleep. I dreaded night time, no matter how far away I was the nightmares always came back to haunt me.

I closed my eyes once again. The nightmares didn't come this time.

 

When I woke up the second time light streamed through my window. I quickly covered my eyes. Regretting opening them in the first place. When my eyes finally adjusted to the scorching light I got up and walked into my bathroom.

The bathroom was a fairly good size. It had a decent shower and a hottub, a counter that was big enough so that four girls could get ready in front of it. That's counting all the makeup they wore. And a door which led to the toilet.

I stepped into a steamy hot shower. Letting the water run down my body was soothing. After what felt like an hour I got out. The bathroom as well as the mirror was fogged up. I didn't mind as I got dressed, not bothering to put on my makeup.

I then walked into the small living room. There was a plasma screen T.V in here as well. I was too tired last night to notice that one of the adults must have brought my stuff up. Everything from my old goth room was sitting in a box on floor. They didn't put any furniture in this room. Which I questioned, why would they have a T.V. in here and expect me to sit on the floor to watch it?

Guess the school wasent as rich as I thought it was.

I carried the heavy box to my room  unloading the gothic decorations onto my bed. I had brought my black Halloween lights, which I was happy to see hadn't broken on the way up here. I strung them around my room, having enough lites to even add them to the living room.

I unloaded my laptop and music player. Happy I had enough room in the box to bring them here. I added wall decorations as well. After an hours worth of decorating I sat on my bed feeling at home.

I looked at the clock that was sitting next to my bed. 12:00 PM. It suddenly dawned on me that I had seven hours until school started. I found myself hating the school's nocturnal schedule. What was up with that? I was starting to get annoyed with the school all over again; rich or not.

A soft knock interupted my thoughts. I sat there unmoving, I hadent expected any visitors. Especially if this school was on nocturnal schedual. Every one should be asleep.

The knock came again, only louder this time. I stood up and walked out of my room and towards the door. I looked through the peephole, there was a girl standing there, she was about my age. She had brown hair and what looked to be golden eyes.

I opened up the door enough to stick my head through. "Uhm hi?"

The girl gave me a huge smile that probably made all the guys swoon. "Hey I'm Airlia Ackerman. I was sent by the front desk lady to tell you that she has your new class schedule."

I nodded. "Sure but I need to uhm.." I pointed to my face. Airlia laughed. I didn't trust her but I didn't want to be rude either. "Would you like to come in?" I was hoping she would say no. And I could feel disappointment tighten in my chest when she nodded.

She walked in observing my gothic room, I was surprised that she didn't say anything about my taste in decorations. I liked her for that. I left her to walk into the bathroom. After I was done I took a good look in the mirror. My skin was naturally pale so I didn't need to add the pale makeup that gothic makeup required. My eyes were heavy in eyeliner making my once green but now brown, due to contacts, eyes pop out. I chose black lipstick today, making me that much more paler.

When I walked back in the room Airlia was in the same spot she was when I left her, still observing my living room. She heard me shut the door and turned around to look at me with that dazziling smile. "I like what you did to your room."

I thought I was going to fall over. "You... What?" Never in my life had I heard those words come from another person. 

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