Chelsea opened her eyes gently. The rays of light coming from the round window with transparent drapes which had black poker dots entered her eyes and awoke her. She moved her left hand to her eyes and cleaned gently. She needed sleep. Suddenly her heart raced and and she moved her left hand randomly on her bed in a rapid motion and the realization that she was on her bed caused her to dash herself out of bed. She moved quickly to her sky blue wall and held it with her plans as she faced her bed. Memories of last night filled her mind and her heart seemed to beat loud enough, so much that she could swear she heard it beat. She looked pass her bed which was covered with blue sheets with white poker dots and night blue bedspread. The white bed made the room look gentle and light was easily reflected though the window wasn't so large. She looked pass her bed which leaned by the right side of the wall to the matching locker next to her bed. Her room was not so big. Apart from the bed and small locker with a cream white simple lamp on it, an alarm clock and some books there was only a small closet opposite her bed painted white with a mirror beside and about 3 feets away was her window. On the other side of her wall was her door and more to the right was her bathroom door.
She stood in-between the window and her mirror and tried convincing herself the night that passed was just a dream but something about it felt so real no not something...it was this feeling in her the feeling she felt yesterday the darkness, it couldn't be a dream, It wasn't .
Her hand rushed over to her right side where she thought she was supposed to be stabbed but there was no injury ,her smooth skin was continuous without even a scar. What the hell was going on, she wondered but her breathing got lighter. As things seemed confusing it was more relaxing to think it was a dream. She decided to stick with that thought. It was just a dream.
Chelsea moved slowly and took deep breaths in an attempt to calm down her poundimg Heart but it wasn't working. All running through her mind was the reminder it was just a dream. She moved and stoped infront of her mirror and something else caught her attention. How the hell did she sleep naked!! It all was too much to take. Chelsea had to know what happened last night. She moved hurriedly into the bathroom as she saw her clock . Damnit she was gonna be late for school. Within 10 minutes she was out of the bathroom and dressed. She observed herself at the mirror. Her tight black jeans and fitting white long sleeve shirt showed out her curves and tiny waist.
She combed her black long her and tied it in a ponytail which even when tied reached her lower spine. Chelsea moved out of her room and movers downstairs in a rush hanging her grey one handed bag on her right arm. She always left the bad long below her knees. She rushed down and moved through the living room to the kitchen which was painted green like tge living room. There was a refrigerator by the stove just opposite her. She looked at around her to the sink by her left where she had the coffee machine, toaster ,microwave, . The sink had cupboards below and above it on the wall. She moved forward and sat on the Central table and her phone started to vibrate in her bag. she took it out and picked it up placing it on speaker and on her table "Micheal good morning"
she tilted her head and supported it with a hand on the table " Where the hell are you Chels your late for class and you can't have detention. you know what's gonna happen tonight" Michael spoke fast in a sharp tone. "it's okey Mic I'll make it. already ony way see yah" Chelsea spoke fast and as calmly as possible. As soon as the call was ended, she picked up her bad a d hurried out. no time to eat but she wasn't starving, her life was good enough for her. She rushed out of the house and shut her door.
Chelsea stood by the door of the laboratory and looked through a glass opening at the class going on. Her eyes met the teacher's and from the well vanished wooden desk the teacher signalled
for her to come in. Chelsea took a deep breath and moved into the class. "Miss Ayuk" Chelsea paused and turned to the teacher looking with fear at his face which was always so bright like he put a little too much of oil on it and that made his bald head unmissable and highly reflective. He sayred at her from his glasses and tilted the wieght of his overly sized body to his side. One thing to appreciate was his lab jacket was always so clean
"you live alone don't you Chelsea" he stared at her
"yes sir I do" Chelsea said staring at Michael and smiling. Michael smiled at her in denial
"this is the last time you will be late for class is that understood "yes sir" she lowerd her head "I'm sorry"
"go to your seat" the teacher said going back to the large text book on his bench . Chelsea looked around the white tiled lab with numerous slaps and everyone seemed to be paired up except for the 5th slap on the 2nd culomn. She walked trying not be the center of attention andoved to the seat. "may I sit here" she asked the well formed guy sitting at the slap. even in his lab coat his muscles still portrayed and his brown hair fell on his face in a some what messy style which made him look sexy as hell. Chelsea swallowed hard as he looked up at her permitting his Adam apple show " sure" he smiled and stood up giving her way to pass which she did. Chelsea settled on her still and sent her hand forward to collect a test tube when her hand met with his own. She smiled at him and as she was about to take off her arm she heard a scream in her head and saw a clear and so vivid image of a female being beatten by the guy holding her hand...then she senced a pleasure, an evil pleasure coming from him and without thinking she said "your a saddist" without any breath and she withdrew her hand and gathered her things in a rush "excuse me" and as she tried to leave the guy held her hand " I'll find you" he smiled and let her go and Chelsea dashed out of the class and immediately the the bell went out. She moved faster passing and escaping the growing crowd. she escaped the crowd and when she was outside she felt some relief. She felt a warmth as someone touched her shoulder from behind. She felt concern "Chels are you sure you will come with us tonight?" Micheal moved forward to face her. she always looked good even in her overly sized jeans and shirt with her short red hair and nose piercing" you've been acting strange and off lately " you know you can talk toe right" Micheal hardly showed concern but when she did then she was really worried but Chelsea wondered how she was going to tell her best friend a few months ago she started to view what people felt and thought in their minds. Chelsea looked at her best friend and smiled "I'm okey" she held both of Micheal's arms and assured her "I'm can't wait for tonight". she felt Micheal's reassurance and she put an even broader smile " let's go to my place and figure out what I'll wear" Michel smiled as Chelsea grabbed her shoulder and moved along with her