Friends Will Die

Chapter 1: The First Day

Catherine woke up with a gasp as she sat up straight up in her bed. She tries to catch her breath, remembering the vulgar and violent things that have happened in her nightmare. She silently whispers curses at her brain for making her scared from something that wasn't even real.

Catherine Jane Smith was her name and today was the day that the young 14-year old would join her first club as she will enter the gates to high school. She was no longer the girl to eat paste when she was lonely like in kindergarten, or the girl to get made fun of for being so gullible like in 4th grade and she was definitely not the girl that slips up and makes a fool of herself like in 7th grade. Today starts a new year with her friends, a new semester full of lessons to learn, and a new year to finally become a mature young woman. Catherine gets out of bed and starts to quickly change into a brand new dress that was light purple and it was embroidered with sky blue flowers, the perfect dress to impress others. She slipped on her white stockings and knee-high boots, perfect to kick anyone who gets in her way to victory. She opens her jewelry box and takes out her lucky mood necklace that was in the shape of a heart key, the heart being the mood color. Catherine loved her outfit so far, she felt very confident that she will make the best first impression today. Since her jet black hair is quite short, she decides to keep it down for today and wear a headband that looks like a flower crown. She continued finishing her morning routine and went downstairs for breakfast. Sitting on the table were warm pancakes that her father made her and they smelt delicious as ever. "Good Morning, honey!" Her father greeted happily. "Hi, dad!" She greeted back," What do you think of my outfit?" He turns around to observe her chosen outfit and his expression changes quickly. "Wow. You look amazing!" He says, "Your mother would just love your outfit as well." "Yeah. She really would..." Catherine said as she slowly ate her pancakes. Suddenly she hears a honk that was coming from outside. "oh no! The bus!" Catherine runs upstairs to her room and quickly grabs her backpack and sketchbook and races out of the house and to the bus. "Today is the day." She tells herself. The bus doors swing open and she takes a big breath. As she steps on the bus, she sees the bus full of kids from all grades staring at her. At this point, she feels pretty nervous because she really didn't like too much attention, especially awkward attention. She walks to the very back of the bus to an empty seat where most of the middle-schoolers sit. The ride was silent and lonely and they only have one more person to pick up before they get to school. The students whisper that this last pickup is a new kid, but they were not ordinary. Catherine was intrigued when she heard that, for she had a fondness for things that were weird and unusual, despite her appearance and personality. A weird world was her get-away world and she wouldn't want to change it one bit. When they stopped once more, the new kid got on the bus and sure enough, she looked pretty un-ordinary.