User blog:MynameischloeG/Just Rambling Today.

I'm really bored so I'm going to post some of the fanfic I'm writing. I'll post my stuff chapter by chapter. :)

''I awoke in a strange place, filled with bright colours and sharp lines. A large grassy field expanded to my left, a forest at my right, a sparkling reflective pond just beyond the tree line. I walked up to the pond and looked at my reflection, but it was not me. Where was my brown hair? What had happened to my clothes? Everything had changed, colour, design, I even looked like I’d lost some weight. What was going on? ''

 

''' CHAPTER 1 '''



As I walked through the school gates I spotted my friends, Betty and Georgia.

“Girls!” I called out to them, and they turned around and ran up to me, screaming my name.

“Sanaia, where have you been?”

“Sanaia! Did you remember your science assignment? Because I need to copy yours.”

“Girls, girls, girls. Cool it. I was sick for a couple of days, kay?” I explained, “No, you can’t copy my paper, that’s cheating!” I had to hold my folder above my head to prevent Georgia from ripping it out of my grasp.

“Never leave us again!” Betty exclaimed, “Everyone kept fighting because you weren’t here telling them to shut it.”

“Well, it’s going to happen again soon because I’m going on holidays with my family at the end of the week. It’s gonna be so awesome!”

Georgia was still trying to reach my test paper, and I was struggling to defend it; I was shorter than her.

“Let me. Get. The folder. Sanaia. Now.” She said between jumps. I just laughed and backed away. Suddenly the bell rang and we went to our respective home rooms.



“Morning, Annie,” my teacher greeted me.

“It’s Sanaia miss. Not Annie.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t be ridiculous,” she replied, “With a name like that surely you want an easier to pronounce nickname?”

<p class="MsoNormal">We had this conversation every morning.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Miss, I changed my name to Sanaia, remember? I like my name, and I chose it for a reason, so I’d appreciate if you would call me by my full name.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh, that’s right. Freshmen,” she uttered under her breath “What did your name use to be again?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Chloe.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well, Sanaia Morgan, at least we know that you are here every morning.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I took the roll from her hands and left the room, heading for the front office.

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<p class="MsoNormal">I walked through the door into the hallway, almost being knocked over by my childhood friend, Toby, the only sophomore in our school’s history to be captain of the football team.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sorry, San, I didn’t see you there, you’re just so little, it’s like you’re a mouse!” he said, jokingly. I simply smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek, whispering in his ear.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well, giants are freaks.”

<p class="MsoNormal">We walked past each other and I placed my roll in the attendance office, turning and spotting someone who was in most of my classes; Jye.

<p class="MsoNormal">“HEY! Wait up, I have little legs!” I yelled as he turned and saw me. Of course, he began walking faster, so I ran up to him, punching his shoulder.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Meaner.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Midget.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Giraffe.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Nerd.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Dummy.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Teacher’s pet.”

<p class="MsoNormal">This stream of insults continued until we reached the end of the hall, and had to go to different maths rooms. It was just an ordinary day, like any other.

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<p class="MsoNormal">The next day continued like the one before, with one small change; Betty was nowhere to be found. Georgia and I assumed she was sick again, as it was a common thing, but when she failed to show up for 3 days we tried to call her. There was no answer.

<p class="MsoNormal">I decided to ditch some of my classes to go see if she was home, and when I knocked on her door I encountered her distressed parents. They explained that Betty had been missing from home for the past few days, she hadn’t even shown up for her singing lesson on Tuesday, and that the police couldn’t find her either, yet.

<p class="MsoNormal">I took it upon myself to find her, but I convinced Georgia to stay in her classes; she had bad enough grades and attendance rate as it was. I began to trace her footsteps from where I saw her last; getting off the bus to go to her lesson. Walking along the footpath next to the river, I spotted something strange between the buildings on my right.

<p class="MsoNormal">There was a light coming out of a crack in the footpath, and that definitely wasn’t normal. I began to approach it, with caution, and the fracture began to expand. I tried to walk away but I could feel a force like gravity pulling me in. I was dragged closer and closer until I fell into what was now a gaping hole, through the dirt and closer to the source of the light.

<p class="MsoNormal">As it grew brighter, and brighter, I could feel my consciousness slipping from me until everything was black.

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<p class="MsoNormal">23:31, November 9, 2014 (UTC)

<p class="MsoNormal">It might not look AT related but it is, once you get to chapter 2.