Authors note: This chapter might be kind of bouncy, but I’m just trying to get a taste of each of their stories started. Thanks!
Kaylee’s Point of View
“So everything is settled? Just like that?”
“For the thousandth time, Kay! Yes! I called them, and made it all work out. They completely understood the situation, and your going to be working at Klesto.” Lia sighed loudly. I didn’t mean to ask the same question over and over… but I’m just SO excited! I can’t believe I’m going to be working at Klesto Fashion! Can you believe it!? ME?! It’s just too much to handle!
“Yea, well, I try…” she laughed, her eyes wide and her smile bright . I really loved the new Lia. The no glasses look really suited her, if I do say so myself. “Just remember not to go crazy on Mr. Klesto. Don’t hurt him in your excitement.”
“Oh come on… I’m excited not crazy!!”
I headed towards the door, turning with a smile “Wish me luck!”
“Lucks! And tell Ro I said hi! Can’t believe you’ll be working together!”
I couldn’t believe it either! Ro and me were always together, now we get to live our dreams together? What more could a girl want?!
I picked up Ro and headed towards Klesto fashion. We were both super excited and couldn’t wait to get there. We kept picturing what the office would look like, and what kind of work we would be doing. Everything was just so over-whelming!
Once we got pass the secretary at the the front desk, we were allowed back into the main room!! My first glance was of a woman who looked like she was working really hard-
“What’s with the chick banging her head on the keyboard? Is she alright?” Ro whispered, staring at the woman crazily.
“Honestly… I have no idea.”
“Hi! I’m Kaylee and this is Rose. Um, is Mr. Klesto around?” I questioned, smiling widely. Rose could barely get any words out, she was too zoned out by how handsome she thought the guy was. Ugh, she’s making us look like love sick teens! I’m trying to be professional here.
Rose grabbed onto my arm “GOD, he’s hot!”
“Um, er, As I was trying to say- wait where was I?” he stumbled, clearly uncomfortable with Rose’s response.
I rolled my eyes at Ro “You were going to tell me where Mr.Klesto was?”
He sighed and lowered his head “Mr. Klesto passed a few weeks ago. Apparently he had no kids, and never married. So guess who gets to run his company? Me. The nephew.”
“Same here.” Ro piped in.
He sighed slightly “It’s alright. I barely knew him anyways. He always said I was like a son to him when I was a kid, but… when he started this he kind of drifted.”
After that there was a bit of an awkward silence, before I quickly pointed out the desk across the room. “SO! Who’s desk is that? Looks like she’s busy.”
The woman behind us scoffed and laughed “A witch!? That’s an understatement…”
“Oh come on.” I smirked “No one can be that bad.”
“Who the heck are you two and what are you doing at MY desk!?”
“That is my personal stuff and all three of you have no right to be around it. Just because JED is taking over, doesn’t mean he’s the boss of me. I’ve been here a heck of a whole lot longer than that twerp.”
Jed and Ro glared at me. Well, maybe I was wrong?
To clear my mind now a days, I would take my easel down to the beach and paint the cool sways of the ocean. Kaylee might not torture herself with those nights locked away in that dungeon, but I do. I don’t mean too, but the picture of that man is always is my head.
“Why do you do this to yourself? It’s over now, and nothing is ever going to happen ever again. Your safe with your family. Just… paint the beauty of the world, and forget about that time.”
I always try to talk myself into it, like that’s honestly going to help anything. It’s just, something like that you don’t get over that easily. The pain that’s in my left wrist will always be there. Sure it’s not broken anymore, but the damage is permanent. Both physically and mentally.
The paint brush fell from my grasp, and I threw my hand to my chest. I was so deep in thought I didn’t even notice that he came up to me like that! What is wrong with him?! Doesn’t he understand personal space?!
“Oh my god!!”I screeched, trying my best to catch my breath and calm my rapidly beating heart.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.” he smiled weakly, his eyes full of laughter.
Oh god, what did I do? I didn’t mean to lash out like that! I’ve just been on edge with people sneaking up on me like that. “Oh. Oh, I’m so sorry! I’m just really jumpy. I didn’t mean to shout like that.”
“Ha ha, yea. You really did give me a fright. I’m Lia by the way.” I smiled, shaking his hand warmly.
“I’m Christopher, but you can just call me Chris. I was just watching you paint from the boardwalk, and thought I would say how amazing your work is. I’ve caught eye of you time to time. You really like painting the water, huh?” he smiled, his hair resting gently on his cheek.
“Well, I actually paint anything that involves nature. I’m a real tree hugger if you will. You know, gardening, eating organically so on and so forth.”
“It’s funny you’d say that because I’m a nature painter myself. I’m not into all that hippie stuff, but I do love painting a nice sunset. I know it’s sappy but it takes my mind of … things.”
I smiled brightly “Chris, right?”
I just try to get through school one day at a time. There’s no point in trying to be social with kids around here. There all just a bunch of idiots, who don’t know anything. Books and writing are the only things that help me get through any troubles I have. From Randy Mickle being a jerk, to my horrible nightmares that never seem to leave me alone. I never understood why I was the one to have so many troubles, but there it is.
He snatched the book from my hand and threw it across the yard. “What the heck RANDY!? Why do you always have to bother me? Your such a punk!”
“Because this school doesn’t need stupid freaks like you ruining it! Why don’t you just take your emo self and go live in a hole somewhere! That’s where you really belong anyways!” he growled, his eyes narrowed towards me.
Then out of nowhere these two kids came over, and started screaming at Randy. My eyes were wide, and my jaw left open. This was the most unexpected thing I’ve ever seen!
“LEAVE HER ALONE!” the girl yelled, shoving Randy back.
“Yea! Get out of here before I make you, you jerk!”
Randy laughed “Oh, I’m Sooooooo scared! What are you going to do? Cry on me?!”
The boy clenched his fist, and screeched “Don’t even try that crap with me Randy! I know where you live, and I’m not afraid to light stuff on fire! Including that tree house you love so much!!”
“How the heck did you know about that?”
“I see things Randy. I see everything.” he smirked lightly, before stepping closer to Randy. “NOW GO!”
Randy took off running faster than I ever seen him run before! I knew that jerk was all talk. He’s really a scared little baby inside. Serves him right for treating me so rotten! Just because I prefer to write and stay to myself, doesn’t make me a freak.
But out of everything that happened, the strangest had to be why these two wanted to help me. What did they really want from me?
“Look at the weasel run. Pffft, probably going to cry home to his mommy!” The girl laughed, sticking her tongue out at Randy.
“So what do you guys want? Some money? Because all I have is 5 dollars for my lunch.” I grumbled, glaring in there direction.
They both turned around to me, and laughed to themselves. “We don’t want your money.” The boy smiled “We just thought that it would be nice to help yah out. This is Kim and I’m Jeremy.”
“Help me out? But why? No one ever wants to help me.” I sighed, grabbing at my arm slightly.
“I guess you could say we have a lot in common. But I’m not just talking about our sense in shirts either.” Kim teased, my face blushing red by the realization of it.
“Oh, how so?”
“We just understand how you feel. Just leave it at that.” Jeremy stated, looking away nervously.
“Well alright then. So are you two like girlfriend and boyfriend?”
They glanced at each other quickly then both shouted BLECH!
I let out a laugh “Okay got cha. Oh and by the way, names Micki.”
I was sitting on the sofa all alone, in this old and unfamiliar house. There was a cold breeze coming from the cracks along the walls, and everything around me seemed to moan in pain. No matter how hard I tried, no part of me would move. Not even a blink from my eyes. I just sat motionless, and afraid.
Then out of no where, I heard the creak of a door. Still unable to move, I didn’t even gear my head to look. I was frightened by the room, and the sounds. Everything was caving in around me. The laughter from the man was weak, but scratchy. You could hear hoarse coughs from his mouth, and thuds as he walked onto the old wooden floor.
Finally, like a rushing wind feeling came back into my body. I was able to move, but my eyes just didn’t want to look. Who ever this man was, clearly wasn’t here for my greater being. He wanted to hurt me, I could feel it. Even though I fought with myself against looking I finally gave into to my curiosity.
By the time my eyes met the doorway, the being was gone. His presence was still felt very strongly, but he was gone from sight. Nothing around me made a sound besides the thumping in my chest. I gripped the side table, as my eyes stayed glued to that one doorway.
My hands felt hot under the pressure I was squeezing onto that table. I wanted to burst under the fear I felt, but I stayed glued to the floor waiting and watching. My heart raced faster and faster, my breaths low and shallow. When all of a sudden a shadow lay over me, and slid it’s icy hands along my arm.
Her new trait is bookworm.
I flung up from my pillow, my head and body drenched in sweat. AGAIN! Always over and over. The nightmares never ceased. No matter how hard I tried, they would always come back to me. I don’t understand?! Why am I cursed with this? I would take anything over having to suffer through these terrible dreams.
I crawled on top of my blanket, hugging my legs close to me. The only comfort I ever felt was when I was awake. It’s just hard. It’s like, somewhere far back inside my mind, I fear that these nightmares mean something… that maybe my nightmares are signs of things I should worry about. But what?! And why? My parents are always worrying about me, always asking if there is something wrong with me… but I always brush it off. They already think I’m a freak, why not add more to the platter?
Kim pulled herself out of her sleeping back, and rubbed her eyes. “What’s wrong, Mick? Did you have another nightmare?”
I lifted my head up to face her and shook my head no. I was so tired of explaining my nightmares to her. Of course Kim is one of the closest friends I have, (well technically her and Jeremy are the ONLY friends I have) but these nightmares are just getting to deep and detailed. It’s not just monsters in my closet anymore, something is definitely wrong.
“Makenzie, I’m your best friend… I can tell when your lying through your teeth. It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. I understand their probably pretty scary for you.“ she sighed, rubbing the top of my knee. I scooted away and sighed loudly. She doesn’t understand anything. There not just scary, there down right disturbing.
“Just leave it alone Kim. It’s nothing, and that’s it. End of story.” I growled, leaning further back onto my bed.
“Morning girls.” Jeremy smiled as he walked into my bedroom. “Hurry up and get ready, we need to make sure we have our outfits for the party tonight.”
I threw myself back onto my bed and groaned. “Whhhhy, do we have to go?!”
“Because it’s the biggest night of our lives! Anything could happen!” Kim squealed.
“No, no.” Jeremy laughed “Let her go. If she wants to be a wuss and not go, that’s on her. More booze for me.”
I jumped from my bed and ran straight over to him “I ain’t no wuss! I just don’t see why we have to go to some lame party. My parents don’t even know about it…”
“And? That’s not an excuse! Your just scared.” he teased, his smirk widening.
“You know what? Screw you Jeremy! I’m going to the party! Just you wait and see!”
Thanks for reading!! Sorry it’s dull, but I had to close this generation out. Like I said at the beginning this is just a TASTE of their story lines, they honestly could go anywhere from here. I hinted in different places, but it’s going to be up to you to decide where I go 😉