Wednesday 30 September 2009 photo 10/60
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Airi:
My clock started ringing at seven o’clock. I groaned at it. I was just too tired to be able to get out of the damn bed. But I had too. I could start feeling the nervousness and the nausea that I’d be starting in a new school now. After thinking like that, I was sitting straight up.
I had chills run down my spine, so many new people with different blood tastes.
I stood up. Taking my feet down on the floor, it was cold. I started rushing towards the toilet and put on the water tap, fiddling with it so I could get a good temperature, and when I got it, I took my clothes off and went to take a shower. After I was done, I took a clean towel and wrapped it around my body.
So…cooooold,
I went out of the toilet. Started searching for my school uniform, but it was nowhere. Then I realized it was hanging outside. Everyone’s school uniforms were hanging down stairs at the reception.
Shit and I look like this,
But I still had a chance without being found, so I quickly opened the entrance door and rushed downstairs to get my uniform. I arrived and saw a uniform there my nameplate was written on. I went and grabbed it as fast as I could, and started to run forth back.
I went into someone, but then I realized whom it was, not because of my seventh sense, because of that jerks personality. He had his arm around my waist that instance he saw me with a towel. I looked up at Yura, and jerked myself free.
Geez…guys,
I ran upstairs all over again, and I made it too my room. High score for making it without someone seeing me, well, Yura doesn’t count.
I started putting my black stockings on, when I was about to pull it over my knees, I could see that they had healed. I put my beige, or you could say, "Fallen brown" colored skirt on.
Then I took my white blues and the black layered and golden stripe ribbon on. Then I put a black sweater on top. Then I went straight to the mirror, examining my hideous face, it healed but it was a little bit red. I just brushed my hair, nothing much you can do when you’ve got short hair. I looked at the time and it was seven thirty. I packed my bad with schoolbooks and went straight down for breakfast.
I looked around to see if Jerre was anywhere to be found, but he was not there.
Then I looked down at the tables and spotted Yura. I ran to him without even thinking.
"Hi, Yura" I said, smiling.
He looked up at me, "Oh it’s you. Whattsup?" He said.
"Do you know where Jerre is?" I asked.
"Uhm…Jerre?" He was thinking for a moment, "Probably sleeping" He said with a grin.
"Got it!" I said. By the time I realized what I was doing I was already standing in front of his door. It took a moment for me to get the courage to knock. And I did.
But no answer, I tried knocking for at least a few times but got no reply each time.
So I decided to just barge in. I opened the door and found nobody on the bed.
Then I heard the shower was on, I went and stood behind the toilet door, and knocked. But nobody replied. That’s when it came to me that Jerre might be asleep in the shower and down.
I was filled with panic. I was banging on the door or screaming Jerre, but no reply.
I was so scared, my mind wasn’t working right. I tried everything but no reply.
I was banging so much that my hand slipped down on the door handle and the door opened a little bit.
All I could think of right was, run inside and save him!
I ran inside but couldn’t see that much because of the steam all around.
That’s when I got more panicky, ‘cause he might have been there for a long time and be almost dead. I looked straightforward and saw the shower curtain.
Bingo! That’s where he is!
"Jerr-"I broke off because of my slipping on the wet floor.
While slipping, the first thing you think about is, GRAB SOMETHING I shouted to myself.
I grabbed on the shower curtain and it fell and so did I on somebody.
But that somebody caught me, but that’s when two things hit me.
Jerre is not dead.
Between Jerre and me…is nothing.
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