Amber blinked her eyes open. It was bright, very very bright. She hated bright on any normal day. But right now it was quite welcome. She looked around for Jem, her nickname for Martin. She didn't see him anywhere around her. She only saw green. Trees and bushes. She was in a forest. "F*ck its green," she swore.
She got up and dusted herself of. That was when she saw it. Her hands, they were covered in tattoo like green tendrils that snaked all over her arm. Her eyes went wide. She lifted the hem of her tank top to see that they were on her stomach to. Goin up to her chest as well as down her legs. "Shit," she gasped. They weren't ugly and they didn't make her look completely green. They were thin plant like tendrils that just looped around her gently making shapes.
They were actually beautiful. It creeped Amber out none the less. She took three deep breaths before picking up her bag and moving out from the small flat area she was at. She had no idea where she was going but her gut told her where to step.
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Martin woke up underwater. First he panicked but then realized he wasn't drowning.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Something else
Someone Somewhere doing Something Somewhat ODD
Amber clambered through the greenery looking for the sack she had just dropped sown a slope. She huffed angrily as she ripped plants apart. She was dead if she couldn’t find that knapsack. Credit cards, extra money, food, water, maps, books, passports, documents, and clothes were all inside. She would be helpless without it. She had always hated trekking, always. But she liked sports and was athletic. Otherwise she wouldn’t have met Jude Lanning, whom she was doing this all for. Amber sat down on a rock, panting.
He was in trouble and she was going to help him. Even if it meant risking her life and leaving everything she knew. Not that she didn’t want to. Her life had been off recently and people were acting odd. She was popular, yes, and lately people had been acting as if she didn’t exist. Her best friends ignored her and her parents went about without her. The only person who was immune was Jude and he had it worse. Wherever he went, people would glare at him, sneer, knock into him and even physically hurt him.
Then it became even worse. His parents attacked him and chased him halfway through town. He was seriously injured and couldn’t go to any hospital. He went to Amber and she patched him up. She held him and comforted him. She gave him the keys to her car and told him to drive to the cabin they spent the last summer holiday at. He should be safe there she had thought.
Amber sighed. She hoped he was doing alright while she was losing herself in the dense forest. They were seventeen and scared and tired and bloody confused. One minute their life was fine and the next thing its gone haywire. She really had no idea what to do. She just wanted to break down. But she knew she couldn’t. Jude was being strong and she needed to help him stay that way. At least until they were better off.
She pulled herself up again and stuck a hand into a large bush. After moving around a bit more she found it wedged between two rocks. She took two gulps of water and checked the map. She was almost at the cabin. Relief surged through her. She could see him again soon and she could have bath.
There was light coming from behind her. She turned and moved towards it. She was almost at the door when it burst open. Jude was standing there, eyes wide and mouth hanging. There was a blast of wind and he grabbed her, trying to get out of the way of whatever was in the cabin. Amber was blinded and then the world went black. The last thing she remembered was a sound of a small pop.
Amber clambered through the greenery looking for the sack she had just dropped sown a slope. She huffed angrily as she ripped plants apart. She was dead if she couldn’t find that knapsack. Credit cards, extra money, food, water, maps, books, passports, documents, and clothes were all inside. She would be helpless without it. She had always hated trekking, always. But she liked sports and was athletic. Otherwise she wouldn’t have met Jude Lanning, whom she was doing this all for. Amber sat down on a rock, panting.
He was in trouble and she was going to help him. Even if it meant risking her life and leaving everything she knew. Not that she didn’t want to. Her life had been off recently and people were acting odd. She was popular, yes, and lately people had been acting as if she didn’t exist. Her best friends ignored her and her parents went about without her. The only person who was immune was Jude and he had it worse. Wherever he went, people would glare at him, sneer, knock into him and even physically hurt him.
Then it became even worse. His parents attacked him and chased him halfway through town. He was seriously injured and couldn’t go to any hospital. He went to Amber and she patched him up. She held him and comforted him. She gave him the keys to her car and told him to drive to the cabin they spent the last summer holiday at. He should be safe there she had thought.
Amber sighed. She hoped he was doing alright while she was losing herself in the dense forest. They were seventeen and scared and tired and bloody confused. One minute their life was fine and the next thing its gone haywire. She really had no idea what to do. She just wanted to break down. But she knew she couldn’t. Jude was being strong and she needed to help him stay that way. At least until they were better off.
She pulled herself up again and stuck a hand into a large bush. After moving around a bit more she found it wedged between two rocks. She took two gulps of water and checked the map. She was almost at the cabin. Relief surged through her. She could see him again soon and she could have bath.
There was light coming from behind her. She turned and moved towards it. She was almost at the door when it burst open. Jude was standing there, eyes wide and mouth hanging. There was a blast of wind and he grabbed her, trying to get out of the way of whatever was in the cabin. Amber was blinded and then the world went black. The last thing she remembered was a sound of a small pop.
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