Ninety seven

Author's POV
The masked man looked through the mask, into the barely lit room.
It was as if Chelsea was seeing all the happenings from afar of, but very clearly. The man had yellow hoodie on. His hair could hardly be seen.
Although Chelsea could see his eyes from the small holes in The mask.
The man kept on saying some words what she could fathom.
Although she was in which she could not tell what was doing.
Deep down she wanted to learn what was doing she wanted to learn from him and maybe practice it sometime.
Just as the man said these words,
He was the one being sound of like a person growing shouting yelling screaming for help,then there was a sound of death accompanied with laughter loud laughter of the lunatic behind the nose mask.
She was choking with great fear. She jumped up from the bed and checked her alarm clock.
Damn!
7:00 already how come how is the possible how is it possible that our alarm clock that wake up at 6:00 she was already sweating from her forehead.
Pressure was above normal.
She jumped off the bed, rushed to the bathroom and did her business. soon she was ready for school clad in black sweatpants and blue denim shirts the weather was becoming warm already and she loved it already and she will not be wearing hoodies anymore.
The goosebumps these dreams Gabe her was terrifying.


Kayla's POV

It's not like I'm hearing voices in my head , I can actually see that someone is following me straight up behind.
Wait a minute, will the vampires attack us while we are in school?
Now, that is freaking obviously impossible.
I threw my books into my bag and I found my bag at my back.
Oh yes, my hair was messy. I knew already. My car window look like it was touched by someone else.
I know this because I know I leave my things.
I walk into my car I started the engine.
Music from the FM radio started playing. I was beginning to get suspicious of everything.
"Hello hello hello. Get me the girl " the radio said why on earth would a radio station he saying things creepy like hell!
Then it dawned on me that there was fog on my car window.
"Bring the witch alive " It read.
I nearly shook in the car seat.
Who did this?
I hit gear and zoomed off to school. I'm going to tell Chelsea about the occurrence of today.


"Yo!" Kelvin waved. I wasn't in a mood for jokes at the moment.
"Hey bud" I called.
" Wanna talk to you in a jiffy." I called him. He was on his skating rinks.
He wouldn't even bother to turn back when skating. I hissed.
What a useless twin! I cussed.
I badly wanted to tell him about this creepy fog on my car.
Speaking of the fog, it had dried up already.
He skated back to where I was standing, staring.
"Yo!" He called again. It was beginning to become a habit of his to say 'yo'
I feigned a small smile.
"Did you write something on my car?" I asked.
"I wouldn't dare, Kayla." He shiook his head.
"Ask the werewolf!" He yelled, skating away. Was he referring to Torin?
There's no how Torin would do such. Torin and I parted ways yesterday on good terms.
It was no coincidence that the radio turned on all of a sudden. Not just that, the words inscribed in my car were the same as those Said on the radio station.

I really need to tell Chelsea about this. Perhaps she could use her powers to find out who the hell this mind player is. I was getting freaked out already.
Our school group chat had a new message, indicating the presence of a lecturer. I hurriedly rushed to the class and bowed slightly at the entrance to greet the grey haired man before walking down to the nearest vacant seat which was very much close to Chelsea's seat.
" Hey Chels" I waved.
She did not say anything in reply, instead, she waved and smiled. I think she's trying her best not to step on Mr Larson's toes. Not like I cared in the first place.
My hair dropped to my books as I abscent mindedly scribbled down somethings on my book.
Why would the vampires want her again? Alaric had scared the hell out of them. There's no way they would want a replay of the last war that broke out between the vampires and werewolves, regarding the fact that she was Alaric's lover.
I was almost shaking with worry for Chelsea.
"Come over, Chelsea!" Mr Larson called in his roughly Italian accent.
Chelsea strolled out majestically, probably feeling the eyes that we're feeding on her. I wanted to yao her and tell her to be watchful of her back.
"Help me call out the names of your course mates." He instructed, looking through his glasses.
"Mason, "she called and looked throtthe crowd for the guy who's hand was above his head.
She kept on calling name. As expected, she called my name and scribbled ahead of my name after I had indicated my presence.
I saw her smile again at me.
Mr Larson looked suspicious to me. I don't know why though.
With what I've been through, I can boldly say I do not trust just anybody.
After she had marked our attendance, the man instructed that Chelsea came along with him to his office with the list of students' names.
She followed straight up behind him. I saw her vanish with the lecturer. I badly want to tell her about my dream. I sighed heavily.
After about ten minutes, Chelsea returned, jogging joyfully with a pen on her hand.
"Wassup Kayla!" She sat on Kayla's table.
" I'm always good." I told her.
Just then, we heard the sound of a this. Like something heavily fell. Was a building in the school collapsing?
That was the first thought that crossed my mind.