Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Far Cry ❯ 2 Weeks Earlier ( Chapter 1 )

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Far Cry Chapter 1: 2 Weeks EarlierShe sat in her room reading, sitting perfectly still as if she were a lifesize doll for a child. She loved magic, mystery and what mankind could never do...or so she thought. Hours pass and it became around midnight when she fell into a deep sleep. Her eyes closed ever so slowly as if the real world was a dream. Then light appeared ever so brightly to make her squint her eyes seeing everything in a blur of Blue and whisps of white. Her eyes foucused eventually and she held her breath looking around then below her. She was floating right above the deep gleeming sea, not a sole was even touching it. She looked at the reflection in the water look back at her and smile as she lifted herself into the air and flew. She flew like an angel without her wings. It was graceful as she glided among the clouds, swooping and zooming past the clouds above her head. The wind brushed against her face ever so lightly as she traveled silently through the air. She felt like she was home, the air was where she was supposed to be. She was free.....only for a moment. Darkness came about her suddenly and she stood on dry land. Surrounding her was fire, land was burning everywhere. She heard cries of help, but she couldn't get out...she couldn't fly...louder and louder the screams became...she couldn't move...not even a foot...the cries haunted her she couldn't get out of that circle of immense fire immediately she screamed for help and woke up. She was sweating like the dew of morning. Panting and calming down she was so pale from the fear in her eyes, the dream replayed in her mind. Layed back down...I have to put myself together... What was that? Those people... I failed them...I failed them all...She burst into tears. Thinking why she couldn't move or fly out of there. The voices of the cries never left her the rest of the day.She looked at the clock and wiped her eyes...she couldn't do it anymore. **********At School**********She kept trying to shake the feeling off as she walked the steps up to the school doors.Breathe Meg, breathe....She closed her eyes for second and began to open the large school doors to the castle like school. So many faces stared at her as she came in. She paid no attention to them like she had alwaays done every year. She was the different-girl-next-door for many of the guys in the school because they lived by her. Whistles and cat calls echoed through the hall as she walked to her locker...eyes stared...scowls were planted on many of the faces of the girls in the school...she tried to make no eye contact but being in school she caught so many attitudes of the girls in the school that pulled their boyfriends away from her. It looked like a prison, and she was the dead man walking. Time passed so slowly as she walked to her locker but she got there...locker 665."Excuse me."A tall tanned boy was standing at her locker, he seemed like a new kid, probably a freshman. "Did you hear kid, move it."His head was down but she could see the smirk on his lightly tanned face."Oh, I am sorry, is this your locker?"He stood there not even budging, it wasn't cute, she didn't want to fight...she wasn't in the mood..."Move kid, I am not in the mood for games right now." She said this as calmly as she could but the kid kept smiling then a giggle...she got really mad...She shoved him with all her might making him trip and fall to the floor. Everyone saw the event and the hall echoed so loudly with laughing."Hey! You bit..."HE REALLY DID IT NOW!"What did you say!!"Her voice sounded very booming in that long hallway, it was not her normal voice for a second. Everyone became silent at the sound of her voice, she became silent herself but still eyed the idiot on the ground. The kid looked around at all the eyes that stared at them then back at Meg who still had her big brown eyes on him. She felt that her deed was done and went ahead to her locker, kind of kicking him aside. She opened to see a bare locker with few books and notebooks. She looked again at what seemed to be a note. "DID YOU PUT THIS IN HERE???"He looked at her, her voice didn't change but he answered as if he was fearing for his life."No, I...I...swear..."She looked at the note and back at him, he was telling the truth, she could see that so she put the note in her pocket and grabbed her book and left the scene. Everyone watched her leave, some cursed under their breath, some were turned on by her presence, but none the less everyone was amazed at what she did to the boy. Eventually the halls cleared as the bell rang for class. **********The Classroom**********She sat down quietly in her seat, organizing herself for the day. She was still thinking about it, the fire, the screams, it was all there in her mind and she couldn't stop it from replaying in her mind. Why was it so clear and real like in her mind, she wondered this. No dream had she ever had could be so perfectly clear and realistic that it seemed she was in the theatre watching the movie. It puzzled her, even as the teacher began to speak. She definately missed the lesson entirely..."Megan, what does Shakespeare mean by 'A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; But were we burdened with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain'?"The quote really hit her for a second, why this quote? Why now? She couldn't explain this with out he reprocussions of her dream...or what she hoped was a dream."You better start paying attention Miss Druthers...there will be no daydreaming in my class."She kept silent and nodded but then a voice came out of no where."But Mrs.Duc, the very best poets and writers did the same thing, they daydreamed."Everyone was amazed at who defended Meg. It was a young man no more than a year older than Meg, handsome too. They all looked at him, especially Meg. No one ever defended her before."That will be enough Mr. Williams."He looked back only for a second and smiled at her, she looked at him but didn't know whether to smile or something... her mind was just too jumbled to speak...seconds later the bells rang, she stood and grabbed her belongs dropping a paper or two."Here. I think you dropped this..."The voice was deep as she looked up to see the young mans face. She took the papers and quickly put it in her notebook."Let me help you up..."He held out his hand so sweetly, she looked up again being lost in his eyes she placed her hand in his, it was soft. No caluses could these hands have. She never kept her eyes away from his eyes, they were a beautiful color...it was like it was purple colored, it hypnotized her."Thank you."She was really quiet when she said it and she left the room but not before she took another glance at him and smiled.It was weird how he help her. Was he transfer? She wondered but then felt the pocket where the note still layed.