Chapter 3
"Finding Nathan"
My sister Myrissa brought me home.She's a junior.You know,high school actually isn't that bad.Today we all got our locker combinations.Luckily Riley and I are only one locker down from each other.Once I got home I passed out!The next morning was SATURDAY!Riley,me,and of course,Jason, all went to the movies.My god, does Riley know how to work combat boots or what! Even though we are teenagers we like to see little kid movies. We saw Tangled.In the middle of the movie I went to the bathroom."Riley, I gotta go to the bathroom, tell me what happens" i say very quietly being sure not to distub the baby that lays asleep on his mothers lap who is sitting on the side of Jason."Sure mamasita."she replies.She always calls me mamasita.To tell you the truth I actually like the nickname.On the way to the bathroom I see the one person I really didn't want to see.Mrs.Rozzaroe.She was here with her husband,Mr.Stacey.I know most of you probably think Stacey is a girl name but it can be a guy's name to.Anyway Mr. Stacey was piggin out while Mrs.Rozzaroe was rubbing her stomach with nothing on her plate.Once I got home I got in my comfy pjs and hopped in bed.My dream was a continuizasion(i know i spelled it wrong)of last night's."Help!Help!Please someone help!Please!",i scream as I run for dear life.Then I'm pinned to the ground and I see a half bull-half human face staring into my soul.Mrs.Rozzaroe.When her horrifying fangs are about to bite into my flesh when a knife goes through her back but being the protetors daughter I know this will only slow her down for a short period of time.Then I see him.I can already tell his name is Nathan.His flowy auburn hair rustling in the wind as his peircing green eyes stare at the evidence with his gaze only lightly softened by the large amount of freckles under his eyes.The dream suddenly ends.I lie in my bed watching ceiling as if a replay of my dream has been planted there.I shiver with cold sweats.I just saw something I know I shouldn't have seen.And now,she's after me.
"Finding Nathan"
My sister Myrissa brought me home.She's a junior.You know,high school actually isn't that bad.Today we all got our locker combinations.Luckily Riley and I are only one locker down from each other.Once I got home I passed out!The next morning was SATURDAY!Riley,me,and of course,Jason, all went to the movies.My god, does Riley know how to work combat boots or what! Even though we are teenagers we like to see little kid movies. We saw Tangled.In the middle of the movie I went to the bathroom."Riley, I gotta go to the bathroom, tell me what happens" i say very quietly being sure not to distub the baby that lays asleep on his mothers lap who is sitting on the side of Jason."Sure mamasita."she replies.She always calls me mamasita.To tell you the truth I actually like the nickname.On the way to the bathroom I see the one person I really didn't want to see.Mrs.Rozzaroe.She was here with her husband,Mr.Stacey.I know most of you probably think Stacey is a girl name but it can be a guy's name to.Anyway Mr. Stacey was piggin out while Mrs.Rozzaroe was rubbing her stomach with nothing on her plate.Once I got home I got in my comfy pjs and hopped in bed.My dream was a continuizasion(i know i spelled it wrong)of last night's."Help!Help!Please someone help!Please!",i scream as I run for dear life.Then I'm pinned to the ground and I see a half bull-half human face staring into my soul.Mrs.Rozzaroe.When her horrifying fangs are about to bite into my flesh when a knife goes through her back but being the protetors daughter I know this will only slow her down for a short period of time.Then I see him.I can already tell his name is Nathan.His flowy auburn hair rustling in the wind as his peircing green eyes stare at the evidence with his gaze only lightly softened by the large amount of freckles under his eyes.The dream suddenly ends.I lie in my bed watching ceiling as if a replay of my dream has been planted there.I shiver with cold sweats.I just saw something I know I shouldn't have seen.And now,she's after me.
