The Forgotten Five
Megan and the Battle
Megan’s POV
‘Man, life sucks....’ I sat with my head down as the teacher went over something from the textbook. It was math, do I have to explain the boredom in the air? ‘I wonder if anyone would notice if I left...’ lifting my head up I peered out the window to my right.
It was a pretty clear day, no clouds and a dull sun. Two birds flew together across the big field and landed on a tree not too far away, they looked happy....to happy. What was so happy? Why couldn’t I be happy? Why did one get someone else to be with? WHY COULDN’T THAT BE ME!?
The bell finally rang for lunch, this was my chance, food here was crap anyways. I slipped out of the blue plastic chair, fixing my brown hair into a ponytail, and padded down the stairs. Nobody even turned a head as I went in the opposite direction of the cafeteria. Instead I went out of the exit door. I had to sprint to make it, the alarm blared as soon as the door clicked open and officials were chasing me.
“Come back!”
“Get back here!”
“Stop running!”
I didn’t stop, I couldn’t, the rush made me feel alive again. Truly alive.
“Leave me alone!” The wind rushed in my face, ruffled my grey tank and flapped my skort.
It took awhile but I finally shook them, I had to duck into an ally. It wasn’t dark or scary like in movies, but it wasn’t very friendly either. The good news was that my house was in walking distance.
When I did get home I debated on a snack, I hadn’t eaten since yesterday morning. I grabbed an apple and ran upstairs, nothing much to do until mom came home.
As expected she got a call, from the school, and came home yelling to me. “Why? Why did you run away? I don’t send you there just to leave!” Her face was red by the end of the rant.
“Calm down, it’s not like anyone noticed..”
“If no one noticed then why did I get the call!” She did have a point.
“Ok, ok, I’m sorry.” Mom shook her head.
“Not yet, you don’t get your phone, hand it over....” She held out her hand expectantly, I sighed and gave it to her, it was dead anyways.
“I’m going to bed....” On that note I ran up the stairs and into my room, slamming the door purposely to annoy the lonely woman down below. “Lets try this again..” I muttered to myself. I walked over to the window and opened it, the netting prevented me from doing anything else. “Time to finish the job...” I pulled out my pair of scissors and began cutting the already torn mess. It was hard but I finally cut a hole big enough to fit my petite body.
Thanks to the ledge below me I have leverage to hoist myself up onto the roof, barely. I almost slipped a couple times, not that I would’ve complained. I only wished I reached the top faster. Mom had called the police when she had come upstairs and saw my dangling foot.
“Come down!” I heard an unfamiliar voice call, looking down I saw three men in uniform.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Mom shouted from the front lawn, everything seemed to freeze. Was this going to be another fail?
“No!” I shouted, tears welled in my eyes as I saw them get a fire truck. “Not another fail!”
“What are you talking about honey!?” My mom yelled up to be, I got up from my sitting position and turned my back to her. “What are you doing?!” I let go, let gravity claim me, I fell back. After that I can’t remember much. All I know is that it was another fail.
I woke up in a bleach white room, an IV was stuck in my arm and you could see my pulse on a monitor next to me. I, sadly, was very much alive. Just knowing that made me cry.
A nurse and doctor came in sooner than later, seeing my crying they thought something was wrong. “Are you in pain? Does something hurt?” The nurse had a thick accent of some kind?
“I failed....” Tears hit my pillow. ‘why...why did they only care at the last minute, life truely did suck.’
‘Man, life sucks....’ I sat with my head down as the teacher went over something from the textbook. It was math, do I have to explain the boredom in the air? ‘I wonder if anyone would notice if I left...’ lifting my head up I peered out the window to my right.
It was a pretty clear day, no clouds and a dull sun. Two birds flew together across the big field and landed on a tree not too far away, they looked happy....to happy. What was so happy? Why couldn’t I be happy? Why did one get someone else to be with? WHY COULDN’T THAT BE ME!?
The bell finally rang for lunch, this was my chance, food here was crap anyways. I slipped out of the blue plastic chair, fixing my brown hair into a ponytail, and padded down the stairs. Nobody even turned a head as I went in the opposite direction of the cafeteria. Instead I went out of the exit door. I had to sprint to make it, the alarm blared as soon as the door clicked open and officials were chasing me.
“Come back!”
“Get back here!”
“Stop running!”
I didn’t stop, I couldn’t, the rush made me feel alive again. Truly alive.
“Leave me alone!” The wind rushed in my face, ruffled my grey tank and flapped my skort.
It took awhile but I finally shook them, I had to duck into an ally. It wasn’t dark or scary like in movies, but it wasn’t very friendly either. The good news was that my house was in walking distance.
When I did get home I debated on a snack, I hadn’t eaten since yesterday morning. I grabbed an apple and ran upstairs, nothing much to do until mom came home.
As expected she got a call, from the school, and came home yelling to me. “Why? Why did you run away? I don’t send you there just to leave!” Her face was red by the end of the rant.
“Calm down, it’s not like anyone noticed..”
“If no one noticed then why did I get the call!” She did have a point.
“Ok, ok, I’m sorry.” Mom shook her head.
“Not yet, you don’t get your phone, hand it over....” She held out her hand expectantly, I sighed and gave it to her, it was dead anyways.
“I’m going to bed....” On that note I ran up the stairs and into my room, slamming the door purposely to annoy the lonely woman down below. “Lets try this again..” I muttered to myself. I walked over to the window and opened it, the netting prevented me from doing anything else. “Time to finish the job...” I pulled out my pair of scissors and began cutting the already torn mess. It was hard but I finally cut a hole big enough to fit my petite body.
Thanks to the ledge below me I have leverage to hoist myself up onto the roof, barely. I almost slipped a couple times, not that I would’ve complained. I only wished I reached the top faster. Mom had called the police when she had come upstairs and saw my dangling foot.
“Come down!” I heard an unfamiliar voice call, looking down I saw three men in uniform.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Mom shouted from the front lawn, everything seemed to freeze. Was this going to be another fail?
“No!” I shouted, tears welled in my eyes as I saw them get a fire truck. “Not another fail!”
“What are you talking about honey!?” My mom yelled up to be, I got up from my sitting position and turned my back to her. “What are you doing?!” I let go, let gravity claim me, I fell back. After that I can’t remember much. All I know is that it was another fail.
I woke up in a bleach white room, an IV was stuck in my arm and you could see my pulse on a monitor next to me. I, sadly, was very much alive. Just knowing that made me cry.
A nurse and doctor came in sooner than later, seeing my crying they thought something was wrong. “Are you in pain? Does something hurt?” The nurse had a thick accent of some kind?
“I failed....” Tears hit my pillow. ‘why...why did they only care at the last minute, life truely did suck.’
Notes
Once again, thank you Nickie for the chapter.Okay Nickie writes the chapters and I help give ideas once in a while. I came up with the plot but we work together to make the plot a reality.
Tell us what you like in the comments, love you
-Sarah's Butterflies
We will soon, I just need to get in contact with Nickie first, as she does the writing and I give the ideas.
But if you like while you are waiting you can read my personal fic, More Specifically, Me Maxine or my other co-write The Broken Rhythm with JalexUnicorn
8/7/13