[present Day- purple flower College, 4:30pm]
"Is she really going to jump?" One of the college girls screamed, her voice filled with panic as a large crowd had already gathered below. "Please Evie, don't do this!" Christiana yelled from the ground, her voice now cracking from constantly shouting and pleading, her hands trenbling as she looked up at the rooftop.
But the dark skinned girl standing there, was far too drowned in her sorrows, to hear the voices begging her.Her eyes were empty, her face cold, like she had seen something worse than death itself, and then, without a word, she jumped. A loud scream erupted from the crowd, but it was too late. Nothing could stop the sickening sound that followed.
Christiana dropped to her knees, tears already streaming down her cheeks. Her heart sank as she whispered to herself,
"Only if I knew these visions were real..."
[Six months ago]
Andell highschool, a prestigious School in the heart of Los Angeles, was known as one of the very best in the State, it had earned praise even from overseas, with its culture and it's way of operation standing out as one of it's top trait. A School where the best student where guaranteed to get into any University of their choice. It attracted so many students, especially from the influential and wealthy people in the country.
No matter the era, cliques always formed. They were clubs, cliques in the School, a way of distinguishing among eachother. The wealthy and the influential girls belonged to the glamour club, the ones who relied mainly on only sport grades for recognition were the jocks, the smart ones were called the nerds, they didn't really have a social life to begin with. And lastly the geeks, they are really regarded as the weird student, the ones who were obsessed with anime and anything fictional.
Admidst all this, they were those who stood out among all the drama in the School and one of them was Jonathan Moore, a 12th grader and easily the most popular guy at school. He was tall, about six feet with short black hair and striking blue eyes. His pale skin made him stand out even more, and a lot of girls admired him for it, almost every girl had tried once to get with him, they were even rumors some of the teachers had tried to seduce him but all to no avail.
Though, they were some who felt he was gay since he had never been in a relationship with any of the girls in the school. Atleast none that they knew of. Despite being the vice Captain of the chess club, he was more respected than the Captain. The chess club had many members, mostly girls, and it was no secret that Jonathan was the reason. He was admired for more than just his intelligence and beauty; he was also skilled in running and basketball.
"Jonathan! Please, whatever You want consider it done" an old man with a stubby white beard pleaded. "No thanks coach" Jonathan responded as he walked out of the basketball coach's office, he had been turning down several offers, but the coach was never going to admit defeat. "Wow, he's so handsome" a girl said to her friend, as she adjusting her glasses. " ohh! It seems someone has fallen for the prince." Her friend teased. " No!!!" She squeeked almost dropping her glasses. " But i heard he's gay" she added, blushing. "Not after I show him this big cherries." Her friend smirked grabbing her boobs, feeling a sort of pride.
"You're sooo Bad! the girl laughed, barely holding her glasses. " Who doesn't want a pie..... Their idle chatter was interrupted when a familiar face passes by, She had long, curly red hair and was about five foot six. Her round, pale face looked soft and pretty, but her bright blue eyes had a strange, piercing look that made people feel uneasy without knowing why. She was one of the few girls who wore trousers instead of skirts, her boobs seems to pop out as she gives off a very intimidating vibe.
She passes by with a with a peaceful demeanor. " Ohh Christiana Hayes the geek Queen" said one of the girls, as she glared at Christiana. " Don't be mean to Christiana," the other squeaked. " But she always act like she's better than us, I mean look at her. They both stared as Christiana walked past the hall way until she was no longer seen.