The next morning I arrive early to school. I pull out a notebook, lean against a wall and start to draw; people-watching feels less weird when I'm drawing them. I'm doing better at avoiding the Jinn gazes. I cannot let them know I can see them, and I was not being careful yesterday. Classes haven't even started yet, but I've already learned a lot. The Jinn apparently like to tag along with certain people. They constantly mutter commentary, as if dictating their thoughts. Most of the time they're able to direct their actions just with a few simple words. But most of them aren't overly bossy, as much as just being there, leaving a faint fingerprint on everything. I've heard the name Tetra come up again, but all I can figure is that he's the …show more content…
I realize I can't try to avoid them as they come toward me. If I keep my gaze focused straight ahead, they usually dart around me at the last second. Since they are see-through and can pass through walls like it's nothing, I wonder why they make the effort to avoid people? "Watch it!" someone shouts right before I stumble over a girl sitting on the floor. "Sorry-sorry." I mumble, backing away apologetically. This is ridiculous trying to keep everything straight; who do I walk around and who do I pretend like they don't even exist? This is going to take some work. I turn a corner and walk straight through a Jinni girl. It's the first time I've ever touched a Jinni, and I suddenly experience a hot flash. My skin prickles in an instant sweat. I can hear her sputtering from behind me. Apparently it was worse for her, or she has a pretty low tolerance. Either way, it wasn't very pleasant for either of us. That must be why they avoid touching us. I try to straighten up and continue walking like nothing is wrong. Once I get far enough away, I dare to glance back and see who I just ran …show more content…
I hadn't noticed her so close to me. She stoops down and picks up my books from the lawn. "I don't blame them. I've been wanting to rip this thing apart myself." I say, holding up the shredded backpack, before dropping it into the nearest garbage can. "You'd think they'd give you a break; considering, everything that's happened the last couple of days." "They don't take breaks." I say quietly, glancing around at the real offenders. The ones that only I can see. "You're really pensive." Kenna says, tilting her head. "What are you thinking?" "You've been watching me?" I ask, smiling. She blushes and tucks a piece of hair behind her ear. "Well, I was worried. I mean, you were really freaked out yesterday, and..." She trails off. "Did you really punch the hall monitor?" She asks abruptly. The way she says it, is like she totally doesn't believe it, but just has to make sure. "How did you hear about that?" I ask surprised. "What? It's true?" She says, somewhere between a laugh and a squeak. "It wasn't my fault. He snuck up on me and scared the living daylights out of me." "Oh my gosh Liam! That's terrible!" She begins laughing. "You're laughing? Really? How could you Kenna? I mean- honestly- the poor
"I d-d-don't know! W-w-why don't you go check it out, or are you too scared to?" I mocked her.
"And I don't deserve her sometimes, but I'm glad she'll have me." "I guess I shouldn't just assume that you understand things when I don't talk about them." She says softly. "I'm sorry," I say again.
“What are you doing?” She screamed at the top of her lungs. Acknowledging her comment, I look her directly in the
“Sorry, it was wrong of me to do that to you.” Malvinas murmured after a long silence.
"What! Ok, this is weird, I'm gonna go now." She says, turning around and only taking two steps before my creation stops her in her tracks, she screams and runs towards me. I grab her by the arm right before she goes past me. She stops and looks at me, my hair stained red with the blood of her friends, my gray sweatshirt in the same condition.
I didn’t know what happened, but worse, I didn’t know what was happening. The sounds of footsteps neared my body, but I was too hurt to react.
Josh, tilted his head and looked at his friend, then the girls behind him, who'd gone silent. A smile formed on his lips as he held a finger up to his mouth, motioning them to stay silent. "Let's find out." A second later, he'd tip-toed into the room and stood over the figure on the couch.
“Why are you here?” Violet asks. Then I see her eyes land on my outfit. Her amber eyes widened. “Oh. That makes sense. Did you really get confused for me?”
She smiled brightly, a hint of concern in the ocean color of her eyes. Tentatively, Heather took a step towards my bedside. "I've heard around school that Zach had beaten you up badly.. I wanted to make sure you were
"I'm not feeling well today. Maybe you should just go alone." She kept a placid expression on her face, knowing full well she was lying, and it might show.
“So why would you think I was?” “I..I don’t... I just... I... I’m sorry...
"Uhh...well, I'm telling you now. This is Andrew. Mischief, this is Sarah Rox. My extremely annoying but great friend." Sarah playfully shot Evie a glare.
“Well, Yuki, you seem off a bit. I was wondering if anything was bothering you.” He asks, drying his hair from
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
"You're right, brother. I messed up," he admitted. His words weren't an apology but a fact. He'd been a fool to believe there would be something going on between the doppelgangers.