Chapter Five - The Horror Discovered
"Camille, are you alright? You look like you've been crying!" Teia sounded worried.
"No..." Camille said, and then sniffed her nose again. "It's just allergies. I'm ok." She smiled. Teia was sweet.
"Ohh... Ok. Who was that girl you were talking to? And what's that peice of paper for?" Teia asked, and tried to snatch it away from Camille, but she was too slow.
"This? Oh, yeah, right... This is just the name of an... Uh... Allergy medication. That girl saw me with my runny eyes and she gave me the name of the stuff she's on." She couldn't tell her the truth... She'd never believe her.
"Ok, that's good. Mr. Nerrick wanted me to come get you. He said that you wont be counted late, this time, because he knows you're not feeling well. Lets go back to class."
"Alright, lets go."
So the two of them started back to class. On the way back, Camille found her sunglasses and her backpack on the floor. They must have fallen off without her noticing, because she was nearly blinded with that odd episode of rage and blood lust. She picked up her sunglasses and put them back on her head, and started carrying her backpack again. Teia didn't even stop. Camille looked at her friend when she caught up to her. She remembered the dream she had last night about the both of them. It was so vivid, the dream. It was mouthwatering. Camille wanted to grab Teia by the arm and sink her teeth into her, drinking the blood that gushed into her mouth.
She thought that maybe Danielle was right. Camille had an opened mind, and would consider anything if it made even the least bit of sence.
They approached the classroom, and the moment they stepped in Tanner stood up.
"That girl looked like she wanted to eat me!" He shouted. Mr. Nerrick gestured for him to sit back down. Teia took her seat further back in the rows of desks. Camille sat in her her desk, and leaned back in her seat.
"The day's not over yet, is it, Tanner?" She whispered. For the rest off the class, Tanner was silent.
The rest of the day was similar to English class. Although, not as dramatic as the episode she had because of Tanner. At the end of the day, after the last bell went, Camille was waiting by the windows near the front doors. Her mother appeared in the parking lot shortly after. The moment Camille stepped outside, she bolted to the car and got inside as quickly as possible.
"What's wrong, are you being chased or something?" Her mother asked, Camille said nothing. Her mother pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive home. Oddly enough, her mother didn't try to start up a conversation this time, either. Camille thought maybe she was starting to sense when she wanted to talk or not.
When Camille got home, she darted into her house, down the hall, and into her room... Saying a quick "hello" to her father, lying on the couch in the living room.
She closed the door, the only light in her room the beam of light coming through her broken window blinds and her computer screen. She walked over to her computer chair, and sat down. Connecting to the internet, she took out the peice of paper that Danielle had given her. Once she was connected, she typed in the website carefully and waited. Slowly the page loaded, and she began to read. The consept became more and more real to Camille, and it became less and less of a coinsidence to her. The truth began to unfold, and Camille began to realize what she really was. And with that, came a sense of comfort and horror.
| Concept, coincidence, either it's OK, or okay. Few other mistakes I'm too tired to point out. You need to work a little on run-on sentences, and your commas. Otherwise the story is ... kind of interesting. Although it's very predictable, and the vocabulary is bias. Bloodlust, instead of insatiable cravings. Things like that to make your story a little less predictable would be nice.|
|| Posted on 2006-08-18 00:00:00 | by Outlaw | [ Reply to This ] |