A different point of view - del 46 |
Kap 46
Airi:
I looked at Irma and she seemed sad, or, more in her thoughts.
Of course, anyone would feel like that when it comes to unrequited love I thought wryly
To love someone a lot, but never getting the same love back. To see the one whom you love touch someone else, when, that someone could have been you. To, rather be someone than just one of the million.
The more I thought about it the more I got mad, I glanced at Jerre and he seemed to look at Irma. That made me more pissed. Therefore, I slapped him on the head and he winced.
“What? OW!” He exclaimed
I jumped up and took my bag and grabbed Irma’s hand,
“Just pissed off” I replied
We then went for the P.E. When we arrived at the locker room, Irma just sat down and sighed.
“I’m confused,” She said in pain
I went to hug her and she hugged me back, “It’s alright sweetie, you’ll soon enough forget that poopie!” I said
It was quite ironic, before, I tried to make Irma believe that Jerre was a good guy, now, I’m trying to make him look bad.
“Alright now, let all your anger go on the gymnastics! And throw a lot of bolls at Izumi!” I pepped her up, and that seemed to cheer her up a lot.
We changed to our P.E clothes and was about to go out until I forgot to put my mobile back in the bag.
“You go ahead, I’ll catch up!” I told her,
She nodded and opened the door and closed it.
It’s just a room away, so I’ll make it in time I thought.
I took my mobile out and put it inside my bag. Just when I was about to turn around, I couldn’t move. I stood still, and got a vivid vision, again.
I had my regular clothes on and went directly to the break-dancing court. When I saw that nobody stood there I was glad, I wanted to be alone.
I danced for a while, the usual training. Until, I could see two young annoying little figures. I sighed, Not them again! I thought.
“Einlee!!” The one with red hair said.
I could feel my shoulders sink more and more they came closer. The red head girl was called something with Irma and the other young one with pink hair was called
Shami.
Cut, gasp.
“I’ve got your water bottle, Senpai!” Shami said.
I sighed, “Thanks. However, how many times do I have to tell you? GO HOME!”
They both shook their head, “Not until you let us join you”
I’ve never in my life hated kids as much as these little ones. After they saw me dancing one day, they constantly keep on nagging me about joining my so-called group.
“I have no damned group, now get lost!” I yelled.
They didn’t seem to buy that at all.
Crap I thought.
“Listen…isn’t you two a little young to join my group?”
“Not at all! We are eleven and you seventeen, it isn’t that much difference.”
Shit not that much…I thought.
“Alright, alright, show me what you got”
Cut, gasp
They both that instance stood on the court. I put on the music and they started to dance. To my surprise, they were very good for their age. Heck! They were good even compared to people in my age. I then stopped the music and they ran towards me, wondering they did make it or not.
“Sorry…not good enough” I said.
“Your lying…you liked it,” Shami said.
Shami is hell of good reading people’s emotions. That made me irritated, and I finally had to give in.
“Alright, alright…your in” I admitted defeat, and they were dancing in joy.
I struggled to open my eyes, but I was in deep pain and fell right to the floor. My whole body was aching; it felt like paper cuts flew everywhere.
I curled myself like a ball to protect myself, but the pain kept on increasing.
It hurt too much that I could only scream in pain. I could then manage to hear that someone came in and gasped. That person then opened the door and ran outside.
Who is Einlee? What are Irma and Shami doing in this? I thought.
However, the more I thought about it, the more the pain started to increase.
It might not be them!
Of course, one is redhead and one is pink head
It might be a coincidence.
They dance their personality is the same? Of course, they’re the same!
Who is then Einlee?
I could not see, I don’t know.
You sure?
What do you mean?
………
Whom am I talking to?
You, of course.
Me?
You.
I could then feel arm arms around something cold wash over me. I then opened my eyes and found a blond guy holding me. I looked towards the side and found a brown-haired person standing there with the shower tap on. Then I started to comprehend what was happening around me.
Izumi held me and Jerre held the water tap on. The water seemed to cold down all the cuts and I glanced down on my body. My legs looked torn but they were healing fast. My T-shirt was half torn and the skin was on its way to heal fully.
“Lucky you for being a vampire!” Jerre said, he was seeing how my wounds were fast healed.
“Who...?” I looked towards Izumi, trying to find an answer.
His eyebrows creased, “Shh” He said, “Don’t think about it, not now.”
And I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
For the first time, I was afraid of myself. I was afraid of the darkness when closing the eyelids.
Who am I?
|
| Kommentarer - (Snittbetyg: 5) | blackgirl - 22 apr 10 - 15:46- Betyg:  | fint att airi lägger slår jerre när hon blir arg... xD
“What? OW!” He exclaimed
I jumped up and took my bag and grabbed Irma’s hand,
“Just pissed off” I replied
gulligt gulligt x) |
|
|
|
