It was another one of those days where nothing really seemed to make sense.
Somehow everything was going perfectly, but of course it had to
end eventually. Just because I found a five dollar bill on the
way to school does not mean the world's population is now going
to bow down to me. In other words it didn't mean I was going to
pass my math finals.
I gripped my fists tightly until my knuckles turned white. The tension in my chest was building and it was only a matter of time before the anticipation causes me to explode.
The moment was drawing near, it was unavoidable. It was sink or swim. It was a life or death situation but it should have been. It felt like my entire sixteen years, well almost sixteen years, of life was leading up to this. Whether I'd pass the tenth grade or not was dependent on this one test's score.
Mrs. Jades was rapidly tearing through the left half of the class. I inhaled roughly and gripped the edge of my seat. In a vain attempt to calm myself I stole a glance towards my best friend Megan. She had to of aced the test, she did every time and this time would be no different. She grinned widely at me and waved. I tried to soak in few of the massive vibes of confidence she was giving off. It wasn't working, my body rejected every ounce of it.
I half-heartily smiled in her direction as she received back her test score. I watched intrigued by the bright display of emotions that played across her face. Her smile faded into a panicked mask of confusion. When she was sure Mrs. Jades wasn't looking she held her test up towards my general direction so I could see her score.
It was beyond shocking, she had received a perfect score. Her smile returned quickly and she mouthed the words 'Got ya'. I shook my head; she loved making fun of me. She always did know how to pull my strings.
Mrs. Jades was only two seats away from me now. I crossed my fingers; God let it be at least a D-.
Mrs. Jades smiled warmly before lying the test face down on my
desk. I couldn't help but think that she enjoyed it when her
students failed. In a way it probably made her feel superior.
Like all of her countless warnings that I'd fail if I didn't'
study were going to somehow haunt me with regret. I smirked and
flipped the test over. It felt like my eyes were trying to touch
the desk. There before me in bright red letters was my score. For
the first time in my life I had met Megan's standards. It seemed
impossible to come to the conclusion that we had met the same
level in anything. She had always been the better one and to
think that I'd ever taste a small piece of the glory just seemed
to far fetched.
It had to be a mistake. My eyes searched frantically for the owner's name.
There it was, sketched in my own bubbly hand writing. Ryain Senoia, the first, the only and the last.
Through my panic I hadn't even heard the bell ring, it was Megan who was impatiently tapping my shoulder that had made me aware that class was over.
"I bet your wishing you had studied now right? Sucks to be…Oh my
Her voice faded at little at the end as she grabbed my test packet from my hands. My fingers stay curved clinging to the air in the paper's place.
"Wow. Who'd you cheat off of?"
This had to mean that the world was going to end any minute, any second. My days never got this lucky.
"I almost forgot could you come to my house after school? My mom wanted to know if you could make it to the fair. She's hosting one of the rides and can get us in free."
Yep. The world was going to end today; there's no doubt about it.
"Ahh, I have to check with my mom first. As soon as were off campus I'll call and ask."
"All right, let's get out of here. Being in a math classroom longer than an hour will fry your brain."
I carefully got out of my seat; I somehow always found a way to fall out of chairs. I didn't need to push fate any further than it already was pushing it's self. And you know what? I actually managed to not trip over my own combat boots.
"Umm. Meg. I don't remember hearing about a fair is it last minute or something?"
asked Megan as soon as we were out of the classroom.
"Honestly, they've been planning it for a week. I don't know maybe you missed the ads or something. Mom's been really excited; she hardly ever sits anymore!"
I began to twiddle my fingers nervously, had I really missed every single advertisement for the event?
We were by the gate now, so I quickly fished for my cell phone in my over-sized coat pockets. I always bought my jackets from the men's section; they were oddly warmer then the women's jackets. Besides the design was much cooler than anything that I had seen in my size. It had the band 'Escape the fate' written across it's front in blood red letters, they looked vibrant against the black background.
When I finally found it, I used speed dial to call my mom.
Her voice was muffled like she had just woken up.
"Hi mom! Do think it'll be okay if I hang out at Megan's house for a little while? Her mom wants to take us to the fair."
"What fair?" She yawned.
"I dunno, her mom helped plan it and she's hosting so..."
"All right, just call to check in every hour or so."
"Mm k mom. See you later tonight . Bye!" I flipped the phone shut and threw it back into my pocket. I wouldn't need to use for the rest of the night. I already knew mother didn't actually care whether I called or not. She just be sleeping any way.
Thankfully Megan's house was much closer to the school than mine. We arrived there in less than 10 minutes flat.
Her house was nice, it was a cute baby blue color and a white
pick-it fence surrounded it. They even had a little garden off to
it's side. I swear they grew every vegetable known to man. In
front there was a large white oak porch that even had a pretty
white swing. It reminded me of an old 50's movie, just how
peaceful it looked.
I swore to myself that if I saw a humming bird fly by I would violently vomit. I'm the type of person who'd rather die than wear pink. It was hard just to look at Megan's house let alone be around it.
Weird enough, it felt like the house was radiating love and I swear to god it smelt like Mrs. Drean was baking sugar cookies.
"It's all right; it's not that bad. We won't be here that long.
The fair starts in less than an hour."
Megan reassured me hastily.
I sighed, might as well get it over with after the fair I'd always be able to spend the night in my closet. (It's much easier than walking to Hot topic.) I followed her up to the house, before Megan could even reach for her key the swung door opened. I feared for the wall behind it, it suddenly looked very fragile.
"Why, hello girls! I was just on my way to pick you guys
Mrs. Drean was smiling much too widely. sometimes she could really got under my skin. It was almost as though she was a walking Barbie doll, the Pretty in Pink edition.
Well I guess even fate has its prices.
In exchange for the best day I've probably ever had, I have to spend the remainder of it with the lady that makes Mrs. Claus look like an evil vampire. I had to hold my laughter at the thought of Mrs. Claus hunting down the elves because they didn't finish their work in time for Christmas.
"There's really no point to go, We're running late as it is, We
should start heading to the fair. You've gotten permission right,
Behind her shinning words there was a threat. Sometimes the way she acted made me question her mental health.
"Of course I called my mom before we left school."
I assured the life size fruit cake.
"All right, hurry scurry girls."
she ushered us ruefully towards her car; it was one of those new hybrids that was suppose to be really good on gas. It wouldn't of been so bad being in the car with Ms. Drean if the car its self hadn't been Barbie doll pink. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the car...And myself. I'd defiantly need to sleep in my closet; there was no getting around it. Megan and I gladly took the back seats. It was shocking, I wasn't sure how anyone could torment their car with as much pink as she had.
It's the Barbie-mobile.
I thought to myself sarcastically.
"I'm sorry girls, I won't be able to stay with you the whole night, and I'll be extremely busy."
I couldn't help but silently cheer to myself. It was like Fate had a lottery and i had the winning ticket.
Apparently the fair was set up near the board walk where the circus use to be. About three years ago something bad happen to the audience, it was one of the worse massacres in California's history. I'm not really sure of the details but of what I have heard, the clean up wasn't something easily dealt with. It was weird how hard it is to find information on the subject, it's almost like it never happened. Half of me wants to believe that it's just a story to scare the younger kids.....But my other half knew better than that. Circuses were suppose to be fun, family orientated place, not setting for nightmarish horror stories.
"Mom, you didn't mention that it was at the old board walk...Is
Megan's mom cut her daughter off mid-sentence.
"Yes I know Megan about those silly little bed time stories. But
I've told you time and time again, that's all they are, silly
Both Megan and I sighed, it was a lost hope to try to fight a battle against a woman who could scare small children with the twist of her finger. The drive seemed to drag on, feeling like hours rather than minutes. It just seemed that the distance to the board walk its self grew in size rather than diminish.
The fair's set up was certainly original. One probably wouldn't of been able tell that it used to be the home of a circus if it were their first visit. The fair was massive in size, crowded with huge rides and mounts of gamming tables. I couldn't help but feel like I was going to have a load of fun. I've been overly depressed lately and a little adrenaline that only a roller coaster can give you; would be more than enough to cheer me up.
The board walk was surrounded by a giant chain mill fence, I imagined was to keep out the people who neglected to pay.
"Megan, Ryain? We'll meet up later at the house of mirrors, it's
the ride I'll be hosting. if there's anything you need let me
know, all right?"
She quickly handed us each a neon orange bracelet that read Redwood county fair.
"These will be your passes, be careful not to lose them, they weren't exactly easy to get.
"Thanks Ms. Drean."
I answered in response, spending no spare time in retrieving my key to the night's entertainment.
"Thank you mom."
Megan used her manners as though she was speaking to a queen. I could taste the residue of vomit building in the back of my throat.
As soon as Mrs. Drean was gone I turned to Megan.
"So what's our first stop?"
I asked, already knowing her answer.
"Oh I don't know something fast."
She grinned at me. It was obvious we were both on the same page.
We chimed in union.
It wasn't really that hard to figure out which roller coaster was
the fast, we only had to find the largest ride. Which was like
spotting a butterfly in a swarm of flies.
To call it large would of been an understatement.
"Are you sure we should ride the biggest first? My mother told me
After hearing the word mother slip from her lips, it took no time for me to cut in.
"Yes I'm sure, Megan you've got to loosen up a bit."
I reassured her.
"All right...But if we die..."
I couldn't help but laugh at her.
It really must have been Armageddon,(Or maybe everyone else is
just too chicken to rise a roller coaster.) because the line for
the ride was composed of no more than five people. It was no
shocker that all five of them were guys.
I rolled my eyes, they'd probably all scream like little babies. I'd have to laugh at that, only because they all look like there tough macho men, all in for the goal of impressing the show-girls they carried at their sides.
The host was unusually attractive. something was pulling me
towards him, and I had the strangest urge to give him a hug. It
was like he was a magnet and I was a helpless piece of
He smiled warmly at Megan and I as we showed him our wrists.
"Are you guys a set?"
He asked, with the slightest hint of a tease in Megan's direction.
"Only BFF's for life."
Megan answered as I looked dumbfounded at his facial features. He had deep, icy blue eyes and pale blonde hair that was sort of spiked. As are most guys he was at least 6ft tall.
The ride it's self was an indescribable rush. as I had so cleverly predicted every single guy was caught screaming at the top of there lungs. I was still laughing when I got out of the seat.
"Something amusing miss?"
The host asked as I stumbled behind Meagan (who looked like she was going to heave at any given second.)
"Oh just everyone who was screaming."
He rolled his eyes and mumbled under his breath something like 'adrenaline junkie'. I snickered, who cared what he thought...I didn't.
I would have came up with a smart remark but Megan's gagging distracted me. As she blew the garbage can apart I held her corn silk hair out of the way. She each strand held a beauty all it's own. I wondered aimlessly how she kept it so soft and straight. It wasn't easy to keep her hair out of the way, she was taller than me. I was only 5'7, she was at least 5'10. I remember when we were younger in grade school, we'd always been the tallest girls in all of our classes.
It's too bad she's always been the prettier one, though. Her green eyes put my blue ones to shame and my hair was always too dark to catch anyone's eye amongst the crowd.. It didn't bother me as much as it should of though, I'd always prefer to stay invisible than be noticed by the pigs that populated our school. Megan had dated almost all of them, and I knew some dirt that always has held me back from excepting any given offers. Not that there'd been many. As I've said pigs.
"Thanks Ryain. Can we avoid the fast rides now my stomach's had enough, how about the carousel?"
I wasn't practically fond of that ride but what would it hurt?
The next few hours were nice, I even got several more
opportunities to laugh at cowardly men. Though it was getting
annoying how all the hosts were drop dead gorgeous but were no
better mannered than house pets.
What was even stranger, was the fact that they all felt like the same as if they were related, but at the same time they were all very different. The only real thing they all had was the same lame host's vests that were gold and red.
It's strange, I didn't even remember seeing Ms. Drean wearing one.
We were on our way to the mirror house when I heard it, an
ear-piercing scream. It sounded like someone was being ripped
apart. Soon after the first another scream tore through the air
and right in front of us, from the top of a roller coaster a girl
came hurtling down to the ground.
I could hear her bones snap and dislocate as she fell onto the fence. I could her faint moans of the victim tumbled to the other side, A final thump signaled her silence.
I gasped in horror, from the slow paced disaster unfolding before my eyes.
I couldn't process much more than that, because the fair suddenly
became a pit of panicking people running in disarrayed
I couldn't comprehend what was happening. It didn't make any sense at least not until I had to witness it first hand.
A woman ran towards me her eyes bleeding fear. At first I wasn't
sure whether I should of tried to help her or not. But the
decision was already made for me as I had watch her be torn to
shreds by one of the hosts. The second he bit into her neck I
knew exactly what he was. I'd spent to many nights watching late
night horror shows and had read too many Anne Rice novels to have
He was a vampire...
Someone pulled me by my waist in the opposite direction. It was Megan.
"Where should we go!?"
She screamed. I shook my head trying to get over the shock attempted to pull myself together.
"The gate we have to get out of here!"
I shouted. It was the only way we were going to escape
"What about my mother?"
Something in the back of my head told me she would be fine for reasons unspeakable. I couldn't help but question her part in all of this.
"Um. Meg. I'm sure she'll be fine...The house of mirrors is closer to the gate."
She hesitated silently before answering.
"All right I hope she'll be okay."
I'm sure she's much better than okay....
* December 28th I'm so sorry guys, I was completely unaware of those nasty little paste it symobls....I couldn't save the oringal copy...and I only had the edited version on hand because i had to transfer everything onto my new computer and....oh I'm sorry.....i don't even know how those paste it things got there....I havent' touched this since Auguest....*