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The psychic and the danger Chapter 3

Jennifer was a cute girl, not very tall at all and her curly red head barely came up to Isabella's chin as she flung her arms around her saying " Welcome in the team!" She fluffed up the already fluffy bangs and smiled, her brown eyes sparkling with excitement, her little heart-shaped face alight. She was overly nice and she offered to help Isaella unpack her clothes. The light from the room was lower so that ment the sun was setting so they decided to get dressed for the dinner party( or "welcome to the camp" party). She chose a dress because she thought she should be dressed nicer than the other cheerleaders. And the dress was all right; the iced-violet color brought out the violet in her eyes. When she was done she looked at Jennifer and saw that she was wearing a dress too. Jennifer's dress was a pure sweep of burgundy satin, gathered tight at the waist and pouring into folds from the hips. "Almost all of the cheerleaders are wearing a dress." she said like she had read Isabella's mind." We should hurry up." When they got there Is saw that Jennifer was right. All the cheerleaders were wearing a dress or a blouse with skirt. Now the sky was dark-blue with tiny yellow stars and no moon. They were outside so the light sources were many torches mounted on long sticks. The atmosphere was different from a normal party atmosphere. The party was holding outside near the forest and the music didn't fit with the surroundings but all of them were dancing and Is though that she was the only one with a strange filling about the party. She felt that there were eyes on her. But obvious there were eyes on her. She was the new head cheerleader and the football team was there and they were staring at her. At first she didn't pay atention to them but then Jennifer came to her and told her that she should talk to them because that's why she is more special than the other cheerleaders. She is the one who gets the atention of everyone so she should be more popular than the others. She was heading twoards them and one of them caught her attention. He was blonde with blue eyes, well built and just a little bit taller than she was. She approached and didn't now how to begin the conversation so she though that it would be better to go back and never want to talk to him, but he saw her and said: "Hey! So you're the new head cheerleader?" "Yes." "Thank God! The previous was awful! She was cool and popular but she was the worst girlfriend I had in my life. She was just using us, I mean the boys, for everything she wanted. That was awful." "You poor guys." she said and started to laugh.And the conversation has continued in the same mood.

After the party, which ended at 2 a.m., she went with Jennifer in their cottage. "The party was great,wasn't it?" asked Jennifer. "Yeah. Oh, and thanks for telling me to talk to the team players." "For nothing. So if you're thanking me that means that you liked one of them." "Yeah right. What are you talking about?" "I'm talking about Matt, the blonde one, Who is the football team captain too." "Well yes, he was cute and not the way I imaginated he would be." "If you want I will tell you if you will mary him. But tomorrow." "What? What do you mean you will tell me if I will mary him?" "I said that I will tell you tomorrow. Ok?" "Ok."<<This girl is strange>> she though. THE SECOND DAY: It was a normal day...if you can consider it normal, a day when the coach screams at you everyminute just because you're late. For Is it was a strange day, but for the others it was normal. After 4 hours of training they all went to stay at the pool and all the boys were watching Is carefully not to be spoted. Is went straight to Matt and started talking about stuff and things. After dinner when she was alone with Jennifer she asked her about what she was talking last night, about that stuff with the guy you will mary with. "Well my grandmother is a psychic or something like that and so am I. So I've learned lots of things from her like: Palm reading! And I think I could tell your future and who you will mary with." she said that and look very proud of her. "Yeah sure." said Is and started to laugh. "But just let me try...please." "OK....ok." The look from Jennifer's eyes made Is to let her try, not that she trusted those things. "All right. Now this is your life line- or is it your heart line?" Is snickered. "Quiet. I see....I see..." Suddenly, Jennifer's face went blank, as if she was scared. Her brown eyes widened, but she no longer seemed to be staring at Isabella's hand. It was as if she were looking through it- at something frightening." But that's impossible...isn't it?" She dropped Isabella's hand, almost flinging it away. "I don't want to see any more." "Okay,show's over. Why do you look so scared? What did you saw?" asked Is amused. "Something really bad it will happen to you. You will suffer and after that you will think you will be happy again but you won't." Isabell was laughing so louder that Jennifer had to scream at her to be listened: "It isn't funny. I really saw that. And I fell danger in the camp. The danger fallows you."

"I have never been in danger.Or maybe just when I wasn' sure about beeing the Homecoming Queen. You know the year when Tawni came. But after that I had never been in danger." "No. This danger is new. Trust me."she said that and looked very serious. "Sorry. But I don't belive in such things like palm reading or psychic. Good night." THE THIRD DAY: This morning was colder than the others. The sky overhead was not blue but milky and opaque, like a giant bowl turned upside down. She felt strange like how she felt that night at the Welcome party. She was scared and didn't now why. She felt like she has to run somewhere else, far away from this camp.<<Wait a second ...why do I want to run? Of course it's all Jennifer's fault. All that thing with the fact that I'm in danger. Of course I'm not in danger....I'm not in danger." As she was repeting those words in her mind a sound came from the forest and a crow flew over the camp. She hold her breath and after that she thoght she must be crazy to be scared by a crow. She tried to tell herself that this was ridiculous, but somehow she knew. It was the biggest crow sha had ever seen. After that thing that happened in the morning the day went well. THE FINAL DAY( May 27): This was the day when they felicitated each other for winning the competition. Is felt a little bit upset because she was living the camp. After two weeks with the cheerleaders you will realize that they are nice girls who wear fashionable clothes and are very good at dancing. And the most amazing thing was that the coach told her that she is better at cheerleading than Tawni. So like a conclusion for all the things that happened: this camp was the thing that Is needed. Now she will be more popular than everyone in the school: she is the head cheerleader, her boyfriend is Matt the football team's captain and she was voted as the most beautiful girl in the school. She couldn't wait to get home. Her friends must had missed her, especially Bonnie, her B.F.F. She's scared about the fact that now she has a new good friend (Jennifer) and that Bonnie won't like her just because she's a cheerleader.

February 5 Dear Diary, Something awful is going to happen today. I don't know why I wrote that. It's crazy. There's no reason for me to be upset and every reason for me to be happy, but...

But here I am at 5:30 in the morning, awake and scared. I fell so scared. So lost. I don't know why I have this felling, that my place isn't here. Well of course it isn't here because this is my grandparents' house, but... Well it doesn't matter. My parents will be here at 8:00 and I will go with them home. I can't wait to see Bonnie and Jennifer again. This holiday was very boring. But my parents promised that in the summer I will go and stay with my aunt Jenna in France. My brother, Jeremy, doesn't want to come with me so my mother says that it's ok to go without him. Lately he spends all his time with a girl, Vickie. I think she takes drugs, but I don't care about her. I fear for my brother, but when I asked him if he takes drugs he said no. But I'm not sure. I miss Bonnie and Jennifer very much. After the fights from the beginning they're friends now and that makes me very happy. And the fact that now I'm popular made Tawni to hate me more than she did in the past. I don't want anyone to hate me but I can't make them all love me. Talking about love, Matt is so sweet with me. He brings me flowers when we are on a date, or even when we are at school. He's so cute and nice and everything that is good and beautiful.
Isabella stop writing and look at the clock. It was 6:00. She thought that she should get up and take a shower and get dressed. At 8:00 her parents will come and take her home, finally.

September 4 Dear Diary, I'm sorry it's been so long, and I can't really explain why I haven't written-except that there are so many thins I feel frightened to talk about, even to you. I couldn't write because in the last day I written in you my parents died but my aunt says that my mother

wanted me to write in a diary because she did that too so today I thought it might be a good day to restart writing, to put my feelings on paper. Like the fact that my aunt, who is a total rebel doesn't know how to cook. Last night she cooked something which I assumed it was an eggplant, but it didn't taste like one. The day before yesterday, while aunt Jenna and Jeremy and I were driving back from the airport, I had such a strange felling. When we turned onto our street I suddenly thought, "Mom and Dad are waiting for us at home. I bet they'll be on the front porch or in the living room looking out the window. they must have missed me so much." I know. That sounds totally crazy. But even when I saw the house and the empty front porch I still felt that way. I ran up the steps and I tried the door and knocked with the knocker. And when aunt Jenna unlocked the door I burst inside and just stood in the hallway listening, expecting to hear Mom coming down the stairs or Dad calling from the den. Just then aunt Jenna let a suitcase crash down on the floor behind me and sighed a huge sigh and said, "We're home." The most horrible felling I've ever felt in my life came over me. I've never felt so utterly and completely lost. Home. I'm home. Why does that sound like a lye? I was born here in Mystic Falls. I've always lived in this house, always. This is my same old bedroom, with the scorch mark on the floorboards where Bonnie and I tried to sneak cigarettes in 5th grade and nearly choked ourselves. I can look out the window and see the big quince tree Matt and the guys climbed up to crash my birthday slumber party last year after the camp. This is my bed, my chair, my dresser. But right now everything looks strange to me as if I don't belong here. It's me that's out of place. And the

worst thing is that I fell there's somewhere I do belong, but I just can't find it.
Isabella Smith stopped writing. She stared at the last line she had written and then shook her head, pen hovering over the small book with the velvet cover. "Isabella! Where are you? You will be late for school!" Her aunt screamed. She searched through her new outfits from Paris. She finall chose a pale rose top and white skirt that made her look like a raspberry ice-cream. Isabella ran the brush one more time through her silky hair and pulled it back with a deep rose ribbon. Then she grabbed her backpack and went down the stairs. "Good morning, everybody. Sorry I don't have time for breakfast."were her only words that she told her aunt and brother and closed the door behind her, cutting off aunt Jenna's distant protests, and stepped out onto the front porch. And stopped. A strange feeling rushed over her. And the certainty that something terrible was about to happen. The feeling seemed familiar to her, like she had had this feeling in the past. Maple Street was deserted. The tall houses looked strange and silent, as if they might all be empty inside, like the houses on an abandoned movie set. They looked as if they were epty of people, but full of strange watching things. That was it; something was watching her.She caught sight of something dark in the branches of the old quince tree in front of the house.Then she realized it was a crow, sitting as still as the yellow leaves around it. And it was the thing watching her. She could see every detail of it clearly: it was plump and sleek, with rainbows in its black feathers, greedy dark claws, sharp beak and the single glittering black eye. It was so motionless that it might have been a wax model of a bird sitting there. But as she stared at it Isabella felt herself flush slowly,heat coming in waves up her throat and cheeks. Because it was...looking at her. Like it was taking a photo of her. Looking the way boys looked at her when she wore a swimsuit or a transparent blouse. As if it was undressing her with its eyes. It was the same crow she saw in the camp.

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