Chapter 2

I go to Ravens Wood High School, which is a descent size with 400 hundred students including me. I have a few friends, but no one special I guess you could say my mom and I are best friends, people some times thinks she goes to my school and she is 32! It's the middle of the year and I'm proud of my grades so far I only got one C and that was in German. German is pretty hard to pronounce in less that's what you grew up speaking. I turned into the school parking lot seeing someone in my usual parking spot. It was an old Pinto Ford that needed a paint job, but looked in really good condition. I parked next to the Ford and stepped out and then a boy I didn't recognize stepped out of the Ford. I grab my bag, locked my car and headed to go introduce myself. He saw me coming and smiled with white teeth so I returned the favor. He had a charming smile and shaggy dark brown hair with gray eyes and was about half a foot taller then me.
"Hello I'm Callosus I'm new!" he said thrusting his hand out. He said it in such a enthusiastic voice it shocked me.
"Hi I'm Samantha you've got a really cool name is it Latin?" I ask while shaking his hand.
"How did you know? Well any way do you mind taking to..." he let go of my hand a took out a piece of paper.
"Oh home room 204?"
"Of course, that's my home room, follow me!" He followed me and I could feel his eyes on me. I turned  and he knew he'd been caught and blushed. I grinned and could see girls walking over to him so I stopped and let them introduce themselves. The girls were giggling and checking him out. I rolled my eyes. When they were done Callosus asked."Do you know them?"
"Not really, but they're in my gym class."
We enter the home room and a bunch of girls are begging for him to sit with them, but he comes and sits down with me. I couldn't help, but giggle. Our teacher Mr. Brown comes in and smiles that he sees Callosus settled.
"Mr. Thistle please come up and introduce yourself." says Mr.brown. Callosus does just that and shakes Mr.Brown's hand firmly with his charming smile. 
"I am Callosus Thistle and I moved from Ireland to America because of my father's work."
"Thank you Mr. Thistle you may sit back down. Okay class get ready for first period. "
I realized that Callosus was in all my classes, that's very rare I thought. He had already left when I got to my car. I hopped in my car and was about to close it when someone grabbed my driver set door. A school basketball player crouched down and peeked into my car then looked up at me and smiled.
"Hey what's your name?" he asked.
"Um Samantha, what are you doing?"
"Nice car what grade you in." he asked trying to wear a charming face, but totally failed.
"10th grade why?"
"Was wondering if you wanted to get together some time and go to the club with my team and friends."
"Sorry I don't really want to go, but thanks for the offer. I have to go to the YMCA to meet with someone."
"But, wait do you have a boyfriend?"
"No I have to help my mom she works there. Bye and sorry again."
"Bye." He says and walks away in anointment.
I closed my door and pulled out of the parking lot catching a glimpse of that same basketball player and his friends. They were watching me as I left school and I felt troubled so I turned on my favorite band Apocalyptica a group of Cellos that inspired me to play the Cello which I have been playing for two years and am the best in 10th grade.  

Chapter 1

I'm falling into a endless pit I try to grab a hold of something, but there was nothing. I start to cry thinking I am going to die. I scream help, but no one answers,  there is all of a sudden a faint glow under my falling trembling body and I am shaken awake. I sit up screaming taking in big gasps of air. I look around waiting for my eyes to adjust and some one calls in a worried voice, "Are you all right Samantha?"
 I turn and see my mom there in the moon light as pale as a ghost from being worried. I grasp her around the waist and sob telling her what happened in my dream. After awhile I look at the blue numbers making 5:30 on my small lime green alarm clock.
"Sweetie lets go and make some hot chocolate, since we both can't seem to sleep well." I follow my mom down stairs   and sit on the couch waiting for the hot chocolate to be done. It always calmed mom and I down on nights like this.
"Hey Mom"
"Yes sweetie?"
"For some reason this dream is very intense it felt so real." My mom comes with the two biggest mugs we have and sits down next to me.
"Well sweetie, some times I guess they feel that way once and awhile." she said while handing me a mug.
I sighed and took a big swig of the hot chocolate. Feeling the warmth travel to my stomach soothed me and I sighed once more in relief.
When we were done with our hot chocolate we cleaned the mugs and got ready for our day. "M hmm, what should I wear?" I ask myself. I open my closet and pick a pair of dark jeans that fit nicely and  a maroon t-shirt. I go to the bathroom wash my face and then apply some foundation, pink lip gloss, and mascara. I put a pin decorated with a pair of wings to keep the hair from falling into my eyes
I walked over to the full length mirror in my mother's room and stare at my apparel. I am a sixteen year old girl with shoulder length straight jet black hair and big bright blue eyes with a small nose, medium lips, and in good shape. I was satisfied with my apparel and grabbed my black sling shoulder bag and my tennis. I headed down stairs  and made a bagel with cream cheese spread then I quickly gave my mom a kiss and a hug goodbye. I got in our little Volvo and pulled out of the driveway  to school.