Chapter 1 -... Those we call angels without wings "Friends "....
My name is ... Cristine Cristine Lewis. One of the many times that I remember to have experienced significant is my eighteenth birthday, and those twelve months will remain permanently etched in my memory until the end of the day, I think ... or more.
... unless you want to consider sister, though not of blood, one who has always been my best friend since kindergarten: Roxanne Harris, Roxy or rather, as I used to call it. He had blond hair, smooth, totally different from my ruby red hair, blue eyes, much more beautiful in my eyes ... green
Roxy and I have shared since childhood, something incredibly special, different from common friends ... it was something deeper ... loved define us "sisters - not sisters, "because we wanted an asset that can be felt only among people linked by the same blood, but we were the one the opposite of the other and not just for the look ... if you think I am account for the umpteenth time how much, in my life, I had to do with my opposite ... why I'll never know. However, Roxanne had a much more fragile than mine ... we had the same age, yet it was as if I were bigger, because between the two, I was the one responsible and resolute. ... You, on the contrary, it was the ' inevitable "always worried of the situation ... sweeter than one might believe, was too good even with those who hated her and so docile and controllable suffered a lot ... and the thing that struck me most about her was that this did not matter at all.
However, if you hope that I can see a list of people per km I cared, you will be disappointed. In the midst of all individuals, up to my seventeen years, had been passing in my life (except my parents, whom I loved), I was able to love only one person ... of which I spoke a moment ago. Perhaps, indeed certainly, me and my best friend used to come very criticized by people for our mutual emotional attachment, because they tend to detach ourselves from all others and to live in a world of our own. But I do not regret having "burned out" as many would say, my childhood in this way. However, since my first day of maturity, He must have broken something in my childhood ... the fact is that I changed in character ... in fact I became more open with others, although it is always a girl wary and mistrustful.
Yet this protective barrier made of suspicion, however strong and seemingly insurmountable, he fell to pieces when, for the first time, I had the feeling strong curiosity towards a particular person ... a boy, indeed, very strange and different ... or was this idea that at first I had made of him. I never, and I mean NEVER, seen to pass even in the busiest clubs in the city. ... I saw him for the first time in school, I attended last year ... the top fifth.
Actually I was not sincere ... not only was he the type that bizarre, the first day of school, I saw sitting at the bottom of the last row classroom with him ... there was another one ... and could certainly be said fraternal twins. I could not understand why they were there, until Professor Miller does not present them the class as "newcomers" and, more specifically as the Price brothers, the first I noticed it was called Austin and his hair was a very dark black, gray eyes, cold and pale skin, but not too much impressed me ... particularly her cheeks were bright red, so that seemed to have burned the skin slightly. ...
the other hand was called Chad, had brown hair and brown eyes he had very clear, maybe orange, I could not define the color ... I only know like two small fireballs and I was immediately afraid when you stared at me, conveying a feeling so hard, so negative that it can be attributed only to a 'poor soul ... well ... evil to the core.
I saw Roxy and I immediately realized that we would never get along with those two ... their facial expression was always serious and detached, he had nothing to do with the prosperity or happiness ... sometimes, when an accident happened, and I talk about injuries in general during the hours of physical education, they sported a grin without restraint or regret terror to evil by the devil ... I realized that it probably did on purpose. ... this was inherent in their nature.
Despite this, however, my curiosity about them did not fall. ... Definitely because, in my small way, I was nosy since birth, but my particular I had not even considered it myself, believe that they know very well ... that's why, for the first time seeing Austin and Chad Price constatai do not know large part of my being, just because of that my feature left out.
I will not elaborate on other trivial descriptions ... what happened in that eighteenth year of life came as a thunderbolt from a clear cell, a hole full of existential monotony ... excuse the rhyme.
... Another sunny morning like all the others ... not that the hot sun I'm sorry, indeed, was a relief to get up at seven without the bitter cold in the legs and shoulders typical winter. But soon I could say goodbye to that morning heat, because we were moving into more and more in the fall, and September could not last forever.
Yawning, I rose from my Latvian comfortable for two, occupied by only one person ... me. I looked in the mirror, ready to see the worst of me ... I do not know if anyone would ever see a mummy in the early morning ... well that I am when I wake up. Roxy had a lot of pleasure to see the mummies, considering that he lived with me in the same house ever since, fifteen years, losing both parents, who, being together (because they were close friends also ) died in the same circumstances. Luckily my aunt, Marine, was still alive, lived with us and worked at a shopping mall, despite my best and we were rich enough had left all his inheritance.
In any case, even now I try to explain the presence of Rox in my own home, since I have always considered insufferably tedious in cohabitation ... I've never had anything funny and I do not know under what a profound point of view, she denied any adverse comment about my me. It was just perfect friend ...
. ... Perfect in its imperfection ... I loved it. For example ... but that morning she was happy and perky and ready with jeans and T-shirt that he preferred the bright face and a beaming smile and engaging that seemed to want you to scompisciarti induce laughter. How did to be that way at seven I'll never know, however, remember seeing in a bad state only once, many years of friendship. Here, just the death of her ... she was in terrible conditions ... I'd rather not think about it ... I would not never got used to the sadness of Roxy, of course, because what I found myself constantly, every day, it was his carelessness so easy to make you think you are kidding themselves, although it did not.
- Good morning Mummy! - greeted me funny ...
- Eh ....? What was that sound unrecognizable to my mind, perhaps mad, recorded ...? - I said, more asleep waking up.
- So let's see ... should be the sound of my voice, but I think you are really raving, if you speak in a sophisticated way ... well ... that Madame is about to sit down and wait ... .... Breakfast is served ... - took me around laughing ...
- Ah ... ... ... ... .... Ah ... ... ... ... ... ... .... Oh. You make me die laughing. I say stupid things because they are asleep to wake up and you take me for a ride.
I made breakfast, got ready quickly and left the house, paths with Rox up the driveway to our car, I sat behind the wheel and race over to what, rather than school, I call, "by convention", hell ...
Me and my friend were walking along the main corridor of the institution to reach the class I knew for sure that that day would be equal to all others, without thinking about the fact that mine, jokingly alleged, were gifts of clairvoyance me a fortune-teller fairly low level, considering that since I "met", so to speak, Chad Austin and nothing was more normal. ... nor in me that suddenly I had been attracted by all the mystery that surrounded them, nor at school and in town. In TV you always heard about several deaths and injuries, and this would be a stupid reason to push to try to know more about these two brothers, except that the strange events took place in class ... too often, and their attitude in assisting with these events was not just in healthy people mind ... ... coincidences? I was too thoughtful to admit such a thing ....
Not that I wanted to be considered to have abnormal species belonging to some kind of supernatural ... I was far from that. But what would have happened if I had discovered that those two, somehow, were the cause of mishaps and misfortunes of others? This no doubt that gripped me was not at all unusual ... I was the first to infuse you, quietly, noticed their strange attitudes and reactions of malignancy in seeing the pain of everyone ... but I gave the stupid dreamer, whenever I thought of Price as the source of all trouble ... on the other hand ... while saying such a thing, in that so I thought to explain the fact that they could bring misfortune to the people? It was not humanly possible.
... And judging from the physical beauty that nature had given them, those two were normal human beings.
- Wow! - The sudden exclamations of Roxy always leaves me a bit 'perplexed .... Especially when it came to something and she, suddenly, he went out with a statement like that .... So ... ..
- I forgot to pick up voice in the history books! - .... So carelessly typical of her.
- You better run because we have to take the first hour ....
He looked shocked, as if he had witnessed a murder, and immediately ran to the secretariat at supersonic speed, screaming down the hallway ...
- See you later!
I was left alone ... and never, like that day, in the absence of Roxy, a strange uneasiness in intensity stratospheric had seized me so easily ... as if I was aware that at any moment something would happen of unusual ... and for some reason, despite not knowing what it was, I felt I was not psychologically ready to attend an event of that type.
I shook my head, self-insulting me for being so paranoid, and walked slowly down the hallway at school, when I seemed to sense something strange right behind me ... I did not have time to realize what was happening I saw Chad Austin with the following ....
.. it suddenly stopped and, with his hands in his pockets and bold expression, and came to the ear of another guy not too far from me, in the meantime he was going in the opposite to them, and, reading his lips, I realized that Chad was the whispered ... "Hey, careful. ... you might fall ..." evil grin, he turned away and started to go below to his brother;
The poor boy, not understanding what he meant, continued walking towards his class, until suddenly not slipped on the floor, throwing a cry of pain ....
Austin and Chad had not shot at all ... I passed by and I did not even deign to glance at while they were intent like two hyenas laugh ....
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