The Big Bad Wolf

Chapter Eight

Just wanted to say something.. Sorry it took so long to get out.. but here you go and maybe a little longer hopefully.. if not i tried.. and thank you to the ones who made banners and covers. I LOVE them!:)  Anyways.. on with the story!:)

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Drip…drip…drip.  

I watched the fury rain water slash at my window. It has been raining hard and nonstop for days now. Flooding in parts of the school had caused it to be canceled until further notice. I don’t care though. My thoughts have been so jumbled up the past few days; I just would have just stayed home anyways.

Thoughts about the mystery guy at the park, Preston, Keegan, Vivienne and my once friend, Leah clouds my mind. All day and all night until I go to sleep, then the nightmares come. The nightmares are still never-ending and getting worse. Last night, I think was the worse dream yet. It involves the only person I truly love and couldn’t live without. Callum, my baby brother. I watched helplessly as he was attacked by something and killed.

I woke up screaming, crying, shaking, and drowning in sweat. I’m still shaken up by it now, but the rain somehow calms me. The way it pours and slows and pours again, and how it sounds with the wind blowing it every which way against the house. It definitely has calmed my nerves since earlier and now It’s like I’m  in some sort of trance. Fortunately, the sound of soft cat meows breaks me from it.

I trudge to the door and open it slightly. There on the front porch is a kitten soaked to the bone. Its fur is black and white and it’s very frail. I can tell that it is shaken from being wet and the cold weather.

I open the door the rest of the way and gently pick the kitten up. I bring it in the kitchen and sit it on the counter. I open a drawer and find a dish towel and wrap it around the shaking kitten. I then warm up some milk I found in the fridge and place it in front of her. She purrs in return and starts to drink.

I decide right away that I will keep the cat. I don’t know why, but I think she will be good to keep around the house so I won’t get lonely on weekdays. Plus, I can’t just leave it on the streets. It could freeze or starve to death or something and I don’t want that to happen.

A few days later and the scrawny kitten is a little bigger. The only problem is I have to leave her alone while I go to school.

I slip on some skinny jeans, a bright yellow tank top, and my leather jacket and head out the door. The flooding in school has stopped and has been cleaned up. My head is cleared some too, not much, but it’s bearable.

When I arrive at school, no one is standing outside. Which I find very unusual considering the time. When I walk through the double doors, I instantly see something else different. No one’s in the hallways. I walk to the first class door I see and I see people already in there and the teacher talking. I frown a little, since when did school start so early.

I gather my things from my locker and head to class. I notice that Keegan isn’t even by his locker like usual. Once I walk into the class the teacher stops talking. Everyone is now looking at me. What did I do?

“Miss Donald’s you’re late.” That’s when I notice that there is a new teacher. Her hair is in a tight gray bun. Face filled with disgusting wrinkles and a giant mole above her upper lip, which was twisted in a scowl.

“I’m… sorry?”

“After-school detention, now sit down.” She orders. Um, who does she think she is?

“Excuse me?”

“Sit down!” I roll my eyes and let out a huff of frustration. I trudge over to a window seat and plop myself down. I have a kitten to take care of and I’m picking my brother up from school. How am I going to do that when I have afternoon detention?