Chapter 3 Midnight MadnessA Chapter by KLHThe detention gang is out late tonight, but little does Scarlet know, shes in for a bit of a shock.“Could you believe
the look on Principle Planes face?” Talon said as him, Scarlet and Rose exited
the school's detention hall. “It took all my will
power not to crack up when that spit ball landed dead center on his bald spot!
I have to give you credit Rose you got aim!” said Scarlet, giving Rose a pat on
the back. “Well when you grow
up around nothing but older brothers you pick up a few things. Hey it’s only
6:00p.m you guys want to head to Jazzy Juke and grab some coffee?” Rose said
already heading in the direction of the club. “Sure why not?”
shrugged Talon “Beats going home to
parents waiting to yell at you for getting another detention” added Scarlet. “Great!” said Rose
with excitement.
When they arrived at
Jazzy Juke, Talon went and grabbed a table while Scarlet and Rose got the
drinks. The two made their way over to the table and sat down handing Talon his
drink, plain black coffee, Rose sat across from Talon, with a caramel latte in
hand. Scarlet sat between them blowing on her mocha, looking up at the stage
listening to the poetry being spoken. “Hey I got an idea, Scarlet why don't
you go up there!” Rose said shoving Scarlet out of her seat. “Rose I think you
finally caved in to your insanity” Scarlet said with a laugh. “You have got to
be kidding me if you think-!” “Come on! You know I’m not going to leave you
alone until you go up there!” With a sigh Scarlet
stood up and made her way to the stage. She got up to the mic and cleared her
throat. “I was kind of forced up here but what the hell.
Ahem! This is called who am I? I am me” Scarlet took a sec to collect her
thoughts. “Who am I? I am dark I am distant I am shunned by all around me You can't judge me based on him or her I’m not doing any wrong All I’m doing is being me! If that’s a crime lock me up And throw away the key Cause all I’m doing is being me You may not like the way I Act, dress or talk The things I do The music I listen to But do I care? No! Because my self-a-steam is at an all-time low Through all that judgment you put on me You can't see the one little thing That I’m not all that different from him or her Just like them all I’m doing Is being me” Scarlet could hear all the people
clapping for her, she knew that when she came here she felt like she belonged.
When she made her way back to her seat she could see the look on her friends
faces and it made her give a skull piercing glare that only made them start
laughing. “Hahaha laugh it up,
it just means I got two new names to add to my death list” Scarlet said as she
sipped her coffee “We’re sorry you
were really good, really!” Rose said with a smile on her face. “Yeah, you know us,
we wouldn’t do anything to make you feel uncomfortable” Talon laughed. “Yeah whatever, what
time is it anyway?” Scarlet said as she grabbed her drink, trying to find a
clock somewhere. “Um, it's OH GOD!
11:30 we better get going!” Rose stood up grabbing her drink “You coming
Scarlet?” “Nah, I think I’ll take
my short cut you know, give me some time to myself and my thoughts” she said as
she made her way out the crowded club door. As she walked through the streets,
Scarlet couldn't help but feel like she was being watched. She looked behind
her shoulder just to see empty streets staring back at her. Scarlet shook it
off and kept walking, she turned the corner into the ally, the strange feeling
still with her. As she climbed up on top of the dumpster just about to swing
her legs over she was pulled to the ground from her backpack that was soon
being pulled off her back. She looked up to see
two big men laughing at her, the laughing only made her mad. “Hey you big
jackasses give me back my bag!” she charged toward them just to be flung back
against the dumpster. “Heh, nice try girly
it’s going to take a lot more strength to take us down” one man said “Yeah” the other shouted as they both
started to move in closer “The only way you’re getting this here bag back is if
you give us a little show”. Scarlet couldn't
believe this was happening she tried to find a way out but the men had her
cornered. She just about gave up hope when out of nowhere a loud THUD echoed
through the ally. Scarlet looked up to see something huge blocking her view of
the men. A look of panic appeared on her face as she could hear the men
whimpering with fear, whatever this thing was it was huge at least 7 ft. tall!
And it was standing between her and potential rape. “Now, are you going
to give this nice young lady her bag back or are you going to make me do if for
you?” it growled while cracking its knuckles. Scarlet was finding it hard to
understand the thing in front of her, but from how deep its voice was she could
only assume that 'it' was a 'he'. He spoke in a deep somewhat demonic voice,
but under that deep, demonic voice was some kind of accent! “Well? Are you going
to hand over the bag?” he said as he took a step towards the men. The two men
screamed and ran, dropping the bag realizing they couldn’t stand a chance. He
laughed and bent down to pick it up, then turning to face Scarlet. He extended his hand
to Scarlet, her bag hanging from his fingers. Slowly and carefully she reached
out, grabbing her bag. She noticed scales covering his hand which traveled up
his arm and ended right under the elbow, each finger bared an inch-long claw. But
what caught Scarlet’s attention was a strange glowing marking on this inside of
his wrists. “Are you alright?
They didn't hurt you did they?” He asked, Scarlet shook her head no. Scarlet
stood by and watched two large bat-like wings unfolded from his back, as was
about to take off Scarlet suddenly blurted out. “Wait w-will I ever see
you again?” he looked down and grinned a big toothy grin. © 2016 KLH |
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Added on February 4, 2016 Last Updated on February 4, 2016 Tags: Short story, fantasy, celestials AuthorKLHSeattle, WAAboutHello, my name is Kayla Lovell Hitchcock. I am a young, passionate artist. I do what I want and love doing it. An Earth without Art would just be Eh. "You have to be odd to be number one" - Dr... more..Writing
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