Firstly thank you to all of you who made my story reach number 2 on the view board! It means the world to me, this chapter may seem a bit slow and quick but I feel it’s necessary so we can see the character’s develop… hope you enjoy this and if you didn’t read the intro I suggest you do so…
Have you ever been scared of something, yet excited because it feels right to you? That is exactly what I felt as I sat in the classroom. HE was sitting behind me, his thoughts raced through my head... "I've come for you....Turn around....I've found you at last...." Normally you would be scared right? Wrong, something felt right, sitting there with him....like it was only us in the room.... And that frightened me.
I sat next to Jasmine. We’re sisters, but not by blood. I wondered what she was thinking that day… whenever a new kid is in class she’s usually the 1st to meet them, but she hadn’t approached this new kid… maybe she felt his weird vibe as I did? We used to be really close…. Jaz and I… but we drifted apart.. now she has many ‘girlfriends’ but it’s obvious they are only using her to gain popularity… she sees this, she’s not a typical ‘dumb blonde’ sometimes I think she uses them just as much as they use her…
My brother Kris, also not related by blood chooses to sit right at the back, maybe it’s to be as far away from the teacher as possible… maybe it’s to get away from me…. I don’t know. I was also close to him when we were growing up… I’m still close to him now, it’s just at school he’s different, he’s the boy that his mother wants him to be… I was adopted by a very rich family, known by all, so we had an image to uphold, unfortunately for my brother he is forced to live his life as a lie…
He sits next to a shy, quiet girl. Her name is Megan Cole, no one bother’s with her, she’s like me, only people know she exists… she get’s straight A’s and is so good she has been entered in competitions! I don’t have a problem with her, but if she has the option to insult someone, just to be noticed for a change, she will… that’s why she put the mouse in my bag last year… no one seems to notice it, but I’m very observant… she looks at my brother like he’s a living God!
This is my personal enemy… Diana Johnson, she thinks’ she’s a Goddess! She’s also best friends with my sister, and a pain in the butt to boot… Everyone can see she is jealous of Jasmine, she’s not even a natural blonde, she just wants to BE my sister… when we was younger she pretended to like me to befriend Jasmine, once they were friends, she left me all alone, she even told everyone all the secrets I had told her… I’ve hated her ever since.
This is the school heartthrob… Darren Harris! Every girl who goes to this school has crushed on him at some point… I did once… until Diana told him, that I cried while I slept and couldn’t sleep without a light on! I told her that because I was vulnerable, when your 6 and have lost everything, you needed to tell someone, too bad that someone stabbed me in the back… I haven’t talked to Darren since I was 8… sometimes I notice he looks at me, but all the boys do, but they don’t talk to me, I like to be alone…
“So dude, how you liking the neighbourhood? It’s kinda boring, buut you’ll get used to it...”
I used to love the way he rolled his words like that, know it was just annoying, but I couldn’t help but listen to his conversation, I needed to hear the boy’s response...
“I think it’s nice… but I’m not planning on staying long, I’m just here for an old friend…”
An old friend? Who was he talking about? It couldn’t be me could it? His voice was different, but he was different he was a teenager now, a good looking teenager at that…
I was sitting there, still trying to reason with myself… you had an imaginary friend…. He didn’t exist…. The shrink told you so…. When his angelic voice drifted in to my mind…. ‘Why won’t you look at me?’ ‘Don’t you want me anymore?” Yes, I wanted to scream… that was it, time to look at him… when her voice shattered my mindless blabbing…
“Miss Morgan, please stand at the front and present your presentation…”
Presentation? Darn, I had forgotten all about it, what was I going to talk about? Sports… that was it!
“Sports. I waste of time. All it does is encouraging young kids to run around after a stupid ball and waste their time dreaming about ‘making it’ when they are throwing their lives away… Only 1 out of hundreds of thousands of people actually have a career out of it, but what kind of career is it? Running after a ball, being paid millions? It’s ridiculous, that’s why sports should be banned…”
I would just like to point out, those are not my views, I just used my friend’s opinion, as she is a depressing soul when it comes to sports.
I looked over in his direction…. I looked straight in to his eyes… how could I have forgotten his beautiful eyes… ‘Now you remember’ No! I’m losing my mind here! He DOES NOT EXIST!
“Ok, Miss Johnson, your turn!”
She gave me that look, that look of ‘I’m better then you, and you know it’ I didn’t expect her to do what she did next though…
“Musicians… don’t get me started on them… don’t get me wrong, SINGERS are the best, most talented people in the world, but people who play the instruments, especially the guitar, are totally a waste of time… no one wants to see them…”
How could she do that? She knows I play the guitar and dream of making it big, I even told her that my father was a guitarist, I don’t know if he is now, or even if he’s alive, he ran off when my mother died and I haven’t heard from him since.. How could she use that against me? I blanked out the painful things she was saying…. I was SO MAD when I heard the voice again ‘Stupid blonde bimbo…’ I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle… the whole class looked at me…
Of course I wasn’t prepared for what happened next….
“You’re so right Diana! How many successful classic guitarists do you know?” The whole class laughed with her, how could she say that? She told me just last week, how beautiful I had been playing lately… as if she realised she looked at me and gave me a ‘sorry’ face... The damage was already done…
At lunchtime I usually spend time in the library… it’s quiet and I can find time to escape the world around me, and that’s exactly what I needed to do... But of course that’s when the voice interrupted my deep thoughts only this time, it seemed closer… more real..
“Excuse me? I’m lost, can you help me?”
It was him! I couldn’t believe it, he was talking to me! My mouth was so dry, all I could manage was a ‘yes’ it was so quiet I didn’t think he could hear me…
“Your Rachel right? Darren told me about you, you seem really nice, quiet, and normal.” He got that right. “My name is Taylor, Taylor Matthews.”
Wow, so that was him name, Taylor…
As I looked up at him, the image of the ‘boy’ I used to play with came fresh in to my mind…. It was him! But how? He was made up, he didn’t exist… but here he was, showing me his perfect smile… Yet again his beautiful voice cut through my thoughts…
“Yes, my name is Rachel, and yes I am normal. Very normal. Nice to meet you Taylor, what do you need help with?”
“Well I’m new and I was wondering if you would show me around?”
OMG Was this really happening? I wanted to say yes, but common sense was telling me no, every time I got close to someone, they end up hurt, and besides I’ve just met him! Or had I?
“Hey sis, I was looking everywhere for you!”
Great, Jaz never looked for me at school, NEVER! I knew exactly what she wanted…
“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t see you there!” Yeah, right. “My name is Jasmine, Rachel’s sister, and you are?”
“Taylor, nice to meet you.”
“I must say Taylor, you look amazing, do you work out? Why don’t I show you around the school?”
“No, no thanks.” No! No one has ever said no to Jasmine before!
“Oh, well Ok, see you around Rachel….” I have never seen her like this… I hated to say it, but it felt good…
“So, about tonight?”
“Sorry, I’m busy tonight, lots of homework to do…”
“Oh well, Ok, maybe another night then?”
“Yeah…maybe..”
I should have gone out, I couldn’t focus on my homework, I kept seeing his face.. his perfect face…
“Man what’s wrong with me?”
“Man, why did I write Taylor? Something is defiantly wrong with me…”
Then I did something I hadn’t done in a long time… I admired myself in the mirror… the features I got from my parents… how could anyone love me after what I caused? I looked down in disgust with myself...
“I think you look beautiful…”
“WHA?” I looked up only to see..
There was no one there… have I gone crazy?
For some reason I had the sudden need to hold Cuddles… why did I feel so lonely that night? I know why.. I was thinking of my mother…. Of my aunt.. of the people I lost.. the people I killed…
I didn’t need to get dressed that night, I placed my head on the pillow and cried myself to sleep, but then I began to dream…
I was on a beach… I recognised it… but that wasn’t what I was focused on… someone held my hands, strong but gentle, hard but soft, I felt safe with them…
It really was like the rest of the world didn’t exist… I forgot all the pain I had been carrying with me for all of those years…
I would have fainted when he caressed my cheek… I would have done, if he wasn’t holding on to me so tightly….
Then his lips touched mine… so much love, so much passion, my head was going to explode!
It was him! Taylor Matthews! I’d only known him one day and I was dreaming of him kissing me!
“I told you I would come back for you… don’t you remember?”
What was he talking about?
“I promised you no matter what I would look after you, make you happy… and I will…. I promise you as your Guardian Angel…”
OMG was I dreaming, did he just say that?
“Come my love, let me take all the pain away…”
And so that’s it for this time! Thanks for reading and if you enjoyed it please recommend! A big thanks to one of my best friend’s xRachex for creating Rachel! Please read her stories, they are so good, and as a fellow creator I know how much it means when you receive recommendations after your hard work so please check out her story ‘Forget Me Not’ I love it and I know you will to. I would like to point out I will be updating the Matthews Family Baby Challenge before this, so until next time, goodbye! Please go to http://playerrac2.livejournal.com/ to leave comments or to suggest a sim for me to include!
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