Nark

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Chapter 2 (v.1)

Submitted: November 05, 2011

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Chapter 2

Jane awoke to a loud buzzing noise causing her to bolt into an upright position.  The clock read eight thirty, she was already late.  She brought her hand down on the alarm clock and slid out of bed.  There was no apparent rush in Jane’s movements.  She figured that if she was already this late there wasn’t much point in coming halfway through to disturb the class.  No.  She would aim to make her second period.  Besides, her first class was cooking and who really cared about that? Not Jane.

With all this in mind she figured there was time for a shower.  Jane grabbed a fresh towel from the stack on her dresser and headed off to the bathroom.  After shutting the door she stripped down, reached her arm into the shower and began to toy with the knob.  A jet of water burst from the shower head causing Jane to pull her arm back out in one swift motion.  The water was nothing short of freezing.

She waited for the water to warm up but it didn’t appear to be changing at all.  Jane figured she couldn’t get much colder than she was standing outside of the shower buck naked so she took the plunge.  She was wrong.  The cold jabbed at her bare skin like a knife. With her arm shaking she reached for the shampoo bottle sitting upright on the corner shelf, squeezed a dollop out on to her hand and began to mix it into her long blond hair.

She closed her eyes as the suds dripped from her hair to the floor below.  With her back facing the shower door Jane began to feel the strangest thing, as if there was some sort of presence lurking behind her.  She couldn’t tell exactly what it was but it was definitely getting nearer.  Jane scrubbed faster and faster, trying to get the shampoo out as quickly as possible.  The presence seemed to be getting closer yet.  When all of the suds were finally out of her hair she spun around to get a good view of the bathroom.  Nobody was there.

Jane let out a sigh of relief.  It wasn’t until that moment, after she had collected her sanity that she realized how increasingly cold the water was getting.  Goosebumps were beginning to form in speckled designs all over her arms.  Jane turned the knob a full rotation, causing the downpour of frigid water to come to a halt.  She stepped out of the shower and grabbed her towel.

“Are you almost done in there?” a voice came from on the other side of the door.  It was Tyler, Jane’s younger brother. 

“Just give me a minute!” Jane replied.  Tyler began to pound on the door. 

“Seriously?” Jane yelled.  She hurriedly wiped the remaining moisture off of her body and wrapped the towel around her chest.  Each knock caused the anger in Jane’s head to intensify; she felt as if she was about to explode.

Jane swung the door open, barely avoiding a fist to the face as Tyler went in for another knock. 

“Jesus Jane, put some clothes on!” Tyler exclaimed with a smirk. 

She stormed past her idiot brother, entered her room and slammed the door in a fit of rage.  ‘He’s only eleven, what should I expect?’ she thought to herself.  Jane glanced over at the clock, it read nine.  She had to get going if she planned on making second period.  Out of her dresser she picked a pink shirt with two glitter filled hearts on the front and a pair of jeans.  She threw the outfit on without much care and left her room. 

Jane headed to the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat. 

“Honey you’re going to be late.” 

Jane’s mother was seated at the table taking her time with a bowl of oatmeal. 

“You think I don’t know that?” Jane replied as she opened the fridge and began to paw through its contents. 

“I really do wish you would put a bit more effort into your schooling Jane.  The least you could do is show up on time.” 

“Well I’m sorry for sleeping in.”  Jane said in a sarcastic tone. 

“Maybe if you had actually set your alarm for the right time this wouldn’t be an issue!” her mother snapped back. 

Jane picked out an apple and slammed the fridge shut.  “I must have forgotten to switch it over” Jane suggested. 

Her mother looked up from the bowl of oatmeal for the first time since Jane had entered the kitchen.  “Well next time don’t forget.”

“Mom, I don’t have time for this!” Jane exclaimed before taking a first bite into her apple.  Her mother fell silent and looked half-heartedly back into the bowl.  She could see her bag lying beside the front door.  She tossed her half eaten apple into the trash, walked over to her bag and slung it over her shoulder.

“Bye mom” she said.  There was no response.  Her mother just kept staring into that bowl as if she trying to locate something hidden deep inside its clumped contents.  Jane sighed and walked out the door.  Her Toyota was waiting for her in the driveway.  It was nine fifteen.


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