Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A Chapter by Byron Cross
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My first school day

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I’ve kept this a secret for months on end and its starting to eat me from the inside, the only person who knows this secret is my witch friend Sage but she is the one who told me who I am when I turned 16 a year ago, now I have decided to let it out to my friends and maybe my whole class, since I’ve learnt to control the thirst I have no fear in telling them and they won’t have any fear in me.

I swung my leg off of my red Kawasaki motorbike and started to walk into the halls of my school. With my hoodie over my head and my head facing the ground I walked toward the school whist playing with the ring on my middle finger the ring that was supposed to be my dead aunts but was actually a product of complex spells and ingredients, all so I can walk in the sun.

I walked toward my locker in the school hall and unlocked it with my complex code; 37, 52,80,2. My locker opened with a CLANK and the first thing I noticed was the mirror I put there when I first received this locker, I noticed my long black hair now changing colour; blonde, my curse trying to make me look hot and make everything look perfect, so my curse is trying to make my hair lighter to suit my pale skin. Then I noticed the card my boyfriend put there, it said in bright yellow and green bubbly letters ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY’, God I’m 17 now, I forgot, everyday just seems the same and just blurs together. There is only one day I remember well and that’s my 16 birthday when the curse kicked in; Vampirism.

I turned around and was jumped on by my best friend Kirsten who shouted ‘Happy Birthday’ as I tried to get her off. When she eventually jumped off she ripped my hoodie off at the same time, revealing a purple bruise on my face just under my cheekbone and a really big one on the muscle of my arm.

“Where do you get all these bruises from?” she asked me

“Nowhere” I mumbled with my head facing the ground

“You know you can tell me anything, now who beat you up?” she asked another question

“No one” I replied

“Just tell me!” she exclaimed whilst flailing her arms above her head

“NO WHERE DAMNIT!!!” I shouted out of irate, I noticed the hurt in her eyes “Hey I’m sorry but you need to understand that something I just can’t say to anyone, but I will tell you everything… soon”

“Okay” she replied sounding a bit better

I turned back to my half open locker and looked at my periods today; Dramatic arts double Physical Sciences, PT, English, Latin then Advanced Mathematics

‘Sigh’

I took out the books I needed for the first four period of the day and stuffed them into my bag

BRRRRR’ the bell rang

“Where do you go first period?” I asked Kirsten

She wiped her long hazel brown hair from face and said “Life Science then double Physical science”

“I’ll see you in Physics then PT” I told her

“Then break, see you then” she replied to me with a radiant smile

We separated to go to our classes; just before I got into class my boyfriend pulled me to the side and gave me a surprise kiss

“Happy Birthday” he whispered to me

I smiled “Thank you. You know if it wasn’t for you I would’ve forgotten my own birthday”

“It’s always a pleasure” he replied with a large smile showing his perfect white teeth

He let go of me and waved goodbye as he left to go to his class, I entered my class and was surprised by a loud ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY’ from everyone

“Thanks” I said gloomily

I sat in a seat right at the back, where I have been sitting for the past six months, I took out my drawing pad and started to draw a skull of a demon

“Good morning, everyone” my crazed drama teacher shouted to us with the usual stupid grin of hers “the previous play was not a great success due to the poorly written script, but I think today we can look for a script that has already been written. Elijah for this play you are the lead character”

I nodded toward my teacher, typical I’m always the freaken lead character or the director, ever since I came back from world championships of performing arts with the stupid b***h, I wish I was just an extra for once.

“Do you have any idea what we should use Elijah, as a script?” she asked me as she grabbed a large handful of her dark brown hair and threw it behind her, only succeeding in letting it come to its original position

I sighed “No ma’am” I mumbled

“Okay then…where were we?” she asked

The class burst into uncontrollable laughter at her short memory

“What is so funny, you laugh because I asked a serious question or is it a mental problem we have to talk about” she shouted allowed with this look of utter horror on her face

“The only person with a mental problem is you, you dumb god-forsaken b***h” I whispered, people around me who heard my comment sniggered

 

The remaining of the first period and the next two periods went by fast, now it was time for PT, i walked into the gym with my circle of friends, I heard the whistle blow and we saw our cocky coach who thinks he is so hot but is so not

“Dodge-ball you useless lazy bunch of sloths”

“You need balls you useless f*****g slobs” I said allowed my voice echoed around the gym, he didn’t even look at me

BANG I was hit in the face by one of the dodge balls

“Elijah out” coach told me

I picked up the ball and whispered something to the ball and threw it with all my strength and hit the previous thrower in the face while he was talking to his friends and broke his nose.

HAHAHA my friends all erupt into laughter as Chad fell to the ground crying, there was maroon blood all over the floor, veins under my bottom eyelid showed just under my skin signalling my urge to drink the arsehole dry, my eyes started to go red and burnt. I pushed past my friends out of the gym and into the hallway where I ran to the boys’ bathroom and splashed water onto my face, I felt my fangs growing

“NO! Not now” I shouted in frustration as I punched a hole into the concrete wall that makes the boys’ bathroom, I looked into the mirror and saw my red eyes returning into the original azure colour.

 

I walked back into the gym and was grabbed by my coach who hauled me to the principal’s office. I tugged and argued but soon I gave up and accepted my fate, when we got into the office the receptionist pointed me to wait outside the office, she didn’t even have to ask why I was here I always came to the office for the same reason and I come to the office on a daily basis. The office door opened up to reveal my extremely tall principal

“What is it this time Elijah?” he asked me with a smile

“I broke Chad’s nose” I replied 

“Um… okay so you got your revenge or not yet?” he asked me yet another question

“Not yet, sir” I Replied with a wicked smile

“You do know this is a serious offence”

“I know sir, but I honestly think detention would suffice”

“You have been to detention every week of this year and it’s already November”

“I know but honestly sir I love detention, it’s peaceful”

“Are you trying to tell me you have no life on a Friday Afternoon?”

“It’s not that I don’t have a life, I definitely do, but I’m trying to outrun my life” I told him

“Okay then, you has no punishment but to explain to chads mother why you broke her sons nose”

“Sir with all due respect I cannot talk to that b***h-“

“ELIJAH!” Sir hissed out in disgust

“Okay sorry �"that cow, she is just too damn thick” I rephrased my sentence

 



© 2013 Byron Cross


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Byron Cross
Byron Cross

Johannesburg , Gauteng, South Africa



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