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Author: AngelsWillFall
Fiction Rated: T - English - Romance/Supernatural - Reviews: 11 - Published: 04-19-06 - Updated: 07-28-07 - id:2157360

I fixed some of the major issues of this chapter. finally. haha

I'm going to do the same thing to all of the others, then I'm going to just all out re-write this because... I wrote it about 2-3 years ago and my style has changed.

~AngelsWillFall


The sky was red, blood red. The sun was shining, but you couldn’t see it. People were screaming, babies crying. Young kids running around looking for their parents.

“Help! Help!” cried one person

“Mommy, where are you?” Called a small child. Fire was engulfing houses and everything was pure chaos. People were throwing fits and churches were being flooded with people begging for forgiveness. Armageddon, the end of the world was here.

Riley jumped out of bed, ‘Just a dream.’ She thought with a sigh. She looked at her clock- 6:30 AM it said in bright red letters. ‘Well time to get up anyway…’ she walked out of her undersized and clutter filled room into the bathroom. Pushing away her older brothers’ cologne she combed light brown hair. At the moment it was messed up but after quite a bit of pulling and pain on Riley’s part, it was back to being stick straight. When she went back into her room, she noticed that her brother was already up and dressed. ‘Ok, what’s up with this? He’s normally asleep until the very last minute! Wait I know… slut of the week.’ She shook her head in annoyance. Riley pulled on a pair of jeans and a black shirt that says ‘Your just jealous because the voices only talk to me’ in silver. She pulled her hair into a high ponytail, and then walked down stairs to face the man that was her popular and over protective older she walked downstairs her brother was sitting down at the table eating coco puffs.

“Hey loser, need a ride?” Riley’s brother Matt asked.

“Yeah,” she said, “but do we have to pick up,” she shuddered, “Susan?” Matt looked over at his younger, by ten months, sister and sighed

“Riley, Riley, Riley, Riley. When are you going to see that she’s a nice person?” Riley stared at the wall, her jade green eyes burning a hole through it.

“When pigs fly.” She answered. Almost as if he expected her to say that, he picked up a stuffed pig and threw it across the room;

“See!” he said, “Pigs do fly!” Riley smacked him, causing Matt to pout.

“NOO! Not the eyes! I beg you! Not the eyes!” Riley whined,

“Riles! I need the eyes!” Matt complained earning him another smack from Riley. She walked over to the cabinet and poured herself a bowl of coco puffs,

“Mmmm.. sugar…” Riley said in bliss. When Matt started to back away slowly she snapped at him, “What?” her green eyes sharp.

“Riley… you were going sugar crazy again…” he trailed off. ‘Ding Dong’ the doorbell chimed. “I’ll get it!” yelled both the Pierce kids together. They ran to the door acting like six year olds. Mrs. Pierce just shook her head at the antics of her two teenaged kids.

Riley got to the door first, because she tripped her older brother sending him flying into the couch. When she caught her breath, she opened the door and started squealing, causing Matt to groan and put his head in his hands.

“Have you eaten yet Krystal? You just have to have some coco puffs!” Riley exclaimed pulling her best friend by the arm into the house. Krystal has dark deep brown hair and eyes to match, her body slim, but not to slim and just curvy enough to call eyes but didn’t have a belly. She once dated Matt, which is how she met Riley, they broke up about 6 months ago.

Once Riley and Krystal finished their food, Riley, Krystal and Matt piled into Riley’s blue BMW convertible, a birthday present when she turned 16.

“Shotgun!” called Krystal. Riley groaned now she had to sit next to that bitch from hell the whole way to school! ,

“You, me, cafeteria, noon.” She said while shooting Krystal a glare, then they broke out into a fit of laughter. Then the car was so silent you could almost hear the wheels turning in Riley’s head about how to insult Susan and when they pulled into Susan’s driveway a evil smirk graced Riley’s features as she rummaged through her back pack.

“If its my car why are you driving and why’d you offer me a ride?” Riley shouted at Matt as he jumped out of the car to get Susan.

“Many reasons 1) You wouldn’t have picked up Susan and I promised her a ride and I don’t have a car cause mom and dad don’t trust me, 2) last time you drove I barfed, 3) I like to be polite!” He shouted back from his girlfriends door.

Then he smiled a smug smile and looked back at the door. Riley stuck out her tongue and gave him a raspberry, causing Krystal to laugh. Right as Matt was walking to the car to smack Riley, Susan opened the door. The door collided with Matt smacking him hard enough knocking him flat on his face. In the car Krystal and Riley burst into laughter at Matt’s face plant.

“That was one serious face plant!” called Riley

“Encore! Encore!” Krystal cheered at the same time, and the two girls clapped together. After Susan’s apologies, Matt stood up and took a bow.

“Thank you! Thank you very much!” He called to Krystal and Riley causing Susan to glare at them. Riley just smirked and stuck her tongue out, feeling very childish. Susan rolled her eyes, and snuggled into Matt. He put his arm around her shoulders and led her to the car.

“I have to sit next to that?” Susan asked while doing the impossible, glaring at both Krystal and Riley at the same time. Then she pointed at Riley as if to emphasize her point, then reluctantly she slid into the seat next to Riley, gazing longingly at Krystals’ seat.

“Your mom’s so ugly the rice crispies won’t even talk to her!” Riley shouted at Susan.

“Rice crispies don’t talk you moron!” She shouted angrily at Riley.

“Hun, they do talk, snap crackle pop? Ever heard it?”Matt told Susan as they stopped at a red light.

“I don’t eat carbs! It might make me fat!” Susan snarled at him

“Su! You know just as well as me and the scale that you’re not fat!” Matt complained with a groan.

“Who’s that?” Krystal squealed as they pulled into the school parking lot.

“Who?” Riley asked, confused.

“HIM!” Krystal pointed towards a gut with jet black hair, with a bed head look.

“Must be some new kid who signed up during spring break,” Riley relied gathering her stuff, “Come on! Matt and Susan have already gone in! If we don’t hurry we might be late.” So they got their stuff together and made a mad dash to their lockers and to homeroom.

Riley walked into homeroom with seconds to spare, when she sat down ‘Bring, Bring’ the bell rang.

“What took you so long?” Matt leaned over and whispered in her ear, Riley was about to answer when Mrs. Robin started to talk.

“Seniors!” All heads turned toward the front of the room. “I would like you all to welcome the new student Adrian Night!” A mumbled, “hello” followed dutifully.

‘Oh My God! It’s the guy Krys was obsessing about in the parking lot!’ Riley thought, ‘well he is sort of drool worthy but not to an obsessive level…I really hope he doesn't think I'm staring at him...'

“Like what you see?” He asked her as he walked by.

“In your dreams.” Riley shot back, “

No in yours.” Was his witty reply. Then he walked on leaving the female population of Mrs. Robin’s homeroom star struck. He shamelessly flirted with all of the girls, causing their boyfriends to give him the look. Then just as Riley thought she was going to throw up for sure, ‘Bring, Bring!’ ‘Saved by the bell.’ Riley though as she dashed up from her seat and ran to life skills.

I was by far the most stupid and pointless class offered at Du Vry High School. The teacher didn’t help either! Mr. Row, was by far the OLDEST teacher on the face of the earth. He took naps while teaching and often forgot he assigned homework and when he’s assign detentions and he forgot, he would assign you another one so instead of getting just one, no now you got two. Riley walked in to Mr. Row’s life skills room and took her seat, her seat alone. Just as Mr. Row began his lesson, Adrian walked in and handed Mr. Row a note. Mr. Row then pointed to the only empty seat in the room. The seat next to Riley. Adrian then walked over and sat his stuff down.

“Surprised to see me here aren’t you?” he asked her. “Keep this in mind Riles, you are mine.” Those three words sent a chill down Riley’s spine. Then Mr. Row yelled,

“Ms. Pierce! You should know better than to talk during Class!” Riley nodded and thought ‘please don’t give me a detention… please!?’ “No detention this time, but Ms. Pierce, I had expected a netter example for the new student from you.” He turned around and finished his lecture on how deodorant causes breast cancer.

Around five minutes later the bell rang. Riley jumped out of her seat and ran to her locker. ‘No creepy stalker note.’ She thought scanning her locker, and then she entered her combination -past zero twice to the left- 21- then to the right and pass the number, stop at -5- then turns to the left and stop at -47-. Pull the latch and ‘SCORE!’ it opened. Then to her shock a gold necklace with a green gem on it fell out of her locker. Along with a note that said ‘Wear this necklace, it matches your eyes.’ Then it was signed, ‘Love, Adrian.’ Riley shivered again but put the necklace on, she had to! It was so shiny! She fumbled with the clasp for a bit then when it clasped she shoved her life skills stuff into her locker and grabbed her stuff for Psychology.

As much as Riley would have wished it, the crowd didn’t part for her like it did for her brother. She fought her way, pushing, shoving and doing anything she can to get to Psychology in time. As soon as she got to the Psych room the crowd parted. ‘God damnit! If only I had waited just a little bit longer!” Riley thought. Then Adrian came through the crowd, ‘Ok, maybe not’ Again none of Riley’s friends were in this class so when she walked in and took her seat by herself, she prayed to whatever holy being that’s real, that he does not sit next to her. ‘Please Buddha, Please Allah! Please Jesus! Please God! Please Goddess! Please Amaterasu! Help me! Don’t let that creature sit next to me! I implore you! Please!’ Riley prayed to all of the gods she knew about, and then he walked in. He stood at the front in his entire arrogant splendor, scanning the room looking for a place to sit. His eyes landed on Riley and on the open seat next to her. He smirked and walked over to her. On his way down, Susan’s best friend, Kelley Field waved at him.

“Sit here Adrian!” she asked him sweetly and pushed the shy goth girl Veronica out of her seat. In the back Liam Cooker cracked up pointing and making a show out of Veronica’s fall. To her shock and dismay he walked right past her, causing Liam to start laughing once again. Then he pulled out the chair next to Riley and sat next to her. Kelley sent daggers with her eyes at her and all eyes turned to Riley who held back a giggle and ended up with a snort. The teacher, Mrs. Reiker stood up.

“Ok class! Today we will be starting a project! This is a very special project, the egg! You and a partner will get to raise two little egg children.” She paused. “No Single parents in this class! Now partner up.” She finished, clapping her hands together. Almost on cue all the girls came over to Adrian and Riley backed away.

“You wanna have…” Kelley started but Mrs. Reiker cut her off.

“Look at what I have here? It’s the list for the assigned partners!” a groan came from the class. “Now to read the partners! Yeah! Kelley, you’re with Liam! Katie, Chris! Veronica, you’re with James!” and the list went on. Until Riley heard her name, “Riley you’re with Adrian!”

Adrian looked over at Riley; He was glad he had sucked up and asked the weak minded Mrs. Reiker to be partners with the girl. When it happened she would serve him well. Her response was classic, Eyes bulging, mouth touching the floor and veins popping. Then together they went up and got their eggs, signed their ‘marriage certificate’ and the ‘birth certificate’ for their ‘children’ when they had set up the time tables for who would take care of eggs when the bell rang. ‘Bring, Bring’ Adrian looked at his schedule, Spanish.



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