Prologue

My life was once the life of a normal 14 year old girl. I was at the stage in life where I thought my life would end if I didn't get the latest perfume or the latest book in my collection. I changed. My life changed. my world was turned upside down in just the space of a week. A week wasn't enough notice for me. After that week I learnt that my world wouldn't end if I didn't get the latest thing, but that it would end if I took one false move.

Chapter 1

6:00 am. The time my alarm goes off every school day. I lay there completely relaxed. I usually wait until my alarm actually starts to beep so it gives me an excuse as to why I am still in bed. I start to feel completely relaxed, I close my eyes for just a second. My eyes open, I am still waiting for my alarm to go off. I wonder what time it is. I wonder a lot of things, like what do famous people do when there not working or like why does Bethany have to be such a bully to practically everyone in class, I mean how does her mind work?

I wonder why my alarm still hasn't gone off. I slowly turned over not trying to use too much of my effort. I blinked repeatedly trying to gain focus, the clock read 8:17 I jerked up and jumped out of bed. I had no time to eat breakfast, I only had time to get a quick wash and get changed. Afterwards I ran down stairs. 8:29 "Great I'm gonna be late". I grabbed my bag and dropped it on the table. This is the time were I wished I had listened to my mum when she said that I should pack my bag the day before. I checked my time table and grab all the books I need for my lessons today, I try remember what other things I need for school today, for some reason I feel as if there is something I'm missing. That's it my lunch. I race upstairs, grab my money pot and take out a ten pound note. I should be all set for school now, although I still feel as if I have forgotten something.

I make a dash for the door, forgetting to put on the house alarm and then locked up the front door and start to walk to school. I raced up the stairs and did a fast walk up the drive way and path. I mostly kept my head to the ground concentrating on fast walking to school and trying to see if there was a quicker way to get to school to avoid the cringe worthy lecture about being late from my form teacher. I decided to walk in a slightly different route which would bring me to the back gate and should therefore mean I would arrive only a little bit late but not too much. I took a glance upwards and saw a figure in black come closer and closer, before I could move out of the way of the figure, I was spun around and fell to the ground.

My leg felt wet, it must be bleeding. I slowly sat up and had a look, my knee was covered in red. The figure was stood above me, the sun was blocking my view of the person. I didn't know what to do, or what the figure would do. Then the figure spoke "I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking were I was going". The figures voice sounded like a boys; a soft, gentle boy. I grabbed hold of the wall and stood up facing the figure. My eyes slowly adjusted to the suns rays. Stood before me was a young handsome boy. He must be about 4 years older than me. It's strange though because I haven't seen him around this area before. I wonder if he lives in this area. I wonder why he isn't going to school. I was too deep in thought to worry about my leg or to remember that he was still acutely stood in front of me.

"Are you ok. I mean it's just that you seem kinda spaced out" said the boy jokingly.
"oh, right sorry. I was just thinking about stuff" I said unsurely.
"I have a plaster and some wipes in my bag if you want them"
"oh, yeah sure. Thanks"
I slid down the wall and stretched out my legs so that it should easier to put on the plaster. The boy took off his bag and knelt down with his back towards me. I heard him rummaging quite a bit in his bag. I leant a bit to the side a saw that he was grabbing the plaster in his hand, he was doing something but I didn't know what. He turned around and faced me with a warm smile. I couldn't resist but to smile back at him, he asked if I was allergic to plasters, I said no. He then got out an Antiseptic wipe and removed the blood down my leg, luckily I had a skirt on which meant that it would be easier to wipe the blood away. He then wiped across the cut and I flinched with the pain. He apologised in such a sympathetic way. I smiled.
"There" he said. I looked down at my cut, he cleaned it up nicely and put a big plaster on it. "Here I'll help you up" he said whilst holding out a hand. I grabbed hold of his hand, I squeezed it. He squeezed back. He yanked my hand towards him causing me to quickly stand up and trip towards him. I fell into him. He then put both of his hands on my shoulders and extended them out to cause me stand an arms length away from him.
"you ok" he said. I detected a slight tone of laughter in his voice.
"yeah, I'll live" I chuckled back.
"My names Joe" he stated. "I don't live around here but I thought that I should take a walk down this road before school"
"Cool" I said "so were are you from?"
"I'm from, ummm... From across the area over there" he didn't sound all too convincing at all. He showed all the signs of lying. Half way through my thoughts he interrupted me.
"so what's your name?"
"huh, me? He then gave me a disapproving look with a side of laughter.
"oh right yeah, of course it's me. My names Sophie, Sophie kalsie."
"ah, cool" ... "do you know what time it is?"
"yeah sure it's... Late. I'm late!!"
"late for what?"
"school!" "I'm late for school!". "Great I'm gonna get a lecture from my stupid form teacher now"
"here take this"
He held out his hand, he was clutching an item I wasn't to sure what it was. I extended out my arm and held it opened palmed under his. Joes hand opened up and a few coins fell into mine.
"it's some money, for the bus."
"um, no it's fine, really, I don't need any money"
"I insist, as it was my fault that I made you late. Anyway there should be a bus coming soon which stops just outside your school"
He knows were my school is! Why would he know that, is he a stalker or something? How would he know that there was a bus coming? Why am I still talking to him?
"hey, before you think that I'm a stalker of some sort I only know what school you go to because of your school logo on your jumper"
"oh thank god, I actually thought you were a stalker then" "wait, did I just say that out loud. Sorry". I tried to look for forgiveness.
"I forgive you"
Wow that was easy, he forgave me just like that. "well I better get going then, I've got a bus to catch" I said it with a little giggle on the end.
"ok then, hope to see you soon"
To that I just gave a little smile and a nod. I stood on the edge of the road for a bit and checked for cars, there were none, so I walked across the road and stood below the bus stop sign. He was right, there is a bus leaving for my school soon. Now the only thing I dread is the lecture from miss Hinckley and her threatening to ring my parents. I always try and wriggle out of parents evening and teachers ringing home because my parents aren't home, therefore I have to put on my best impression of my mums voice or signature, but now as I get older I don't have to do it as much.

I held my arm out into the road as I saw the bus come into sight, I boarded and asked how much it would be if I wanted to get to Trackly school for girls, he said it would be about £1.80. I gave him a £2.00 coin and said he could keep the change because I didn't want to mess around with change because for once I actually want to get to school as soon as possible.

I sat down on a seat near the front so that I could make a quick get away when my stop comes. I unzipped my bags front pocket and took out my phone. 7 missed calls and 5 messages all left from the same person; Adela. Adela is my best friend, we have been friends since primary school and she is also the only one that knows about mum. she's probably worrying about me because I'm not in school yet, I guess I should send her a quick text to tell her I'm ok.

9.26am. How can time fly this quickly. I'm nearly at school but I can't seem to shake the feeling of people watching me, it's this weird feeling deep down were I can just seem to be able to tell when someone is looking at me. I heard it was called a sixth sense. I looked around the bus and i was right, there was a total of five other passengers on the bus and they were all looking at me. I have no idea why. A couple of rows behind me there was a old couple who looks like there in their late 80's. Then there was a man diagonal to me who looked like he was in his mid twenties, two rows behind him there was a lady who was reading a book but regally looked up at me and she looked like she was in her early thirties. But there was one exception, a man he was not looking at me but at all the other passengers, he was wearing a what looked like a new suit fresh from the dry cleaners and a bright purple tie with trousers that are way too short and a pair of bright orange socks. One thing I can decided on is that he has no fashion sense at all.

I tried to forget about all of the weird passengers on the bus, so I distracted my mind with trying to find an excuse to tell my form teacher. I just realised that my first lesson is English which means that my form teacher would be teaching me, now I really am going to get a lecture. Great, I'm here. I stand up and make my way to the door, I then thank the driver and walk out through the door he then nods at me and closes the doors I stand on the edge of the pavement and watch as the bus leaves. All of the passenger apart from no fashion sense guy looks through the window at me as they drive away. I wait for the road to clear and then I cross to the other side and start to walk up the small hill to get to the entrance of my school. As I walk up the hill I still feel a little weird like something wrong or different, I ignore it and carry on.

When I get to the entrance of my school I head for the reception to get a note saying that I was late and to get me logged into the school system as present. When i walked in it was as if they knew I was coming, like someone told them I would be late. I took no notice of it and proceeded to the desk. I told them that I was late because my elderly neighbour had fallen ill and I had to call the ambulance when I arrived to drop off her newspaper as I do every morning. They brought it and gave me a note. As I was walking across the school grounds I was thanking myself for being able to tell such a great lie without thinking it out before hand. My sixth sense is still playing up because I can still feel like someone is constantly watching me ever since I met that boy this morning. I pushed him out of my mind and opened up the doors to the building that led to my classroom.

I was walking up the stairs and looked out of the window and saw a man who was dressed similar to the man with no fashion sense who was on the bus. The man was walking so casually across the courts when he stopped, like he felt someone was looking at him. That person was me. He turned his head slowly and looked at me, even though he was far away I felt his eyes, they were deep and cold. I was startled and fell over, the knee I cut this morning fell down on the corner of the step. I wanted to yell or cry my pain but i didn't want to alarm anyone so instead I grabbed my bag and hobbled up the stairs until I was in front of my classroom door. I looked in and saw Adela sat with an empty seat next to her, I bet she saved that one for me. I smiled. She smiled back. I opened up the door handle and found something I was not expecting.