Prologue #1

“Shoot!” I cried. I missed the bus, again. I clambered on my bike, stuffing bread into my mouth and cycled frantically to my school. It was a tiring ride for my school was far.
“Oh no!” I cried as I crushed, head first into a boy about my age. The fourteen-year-old boy glared at me and said in a stern voice, “Watch where you’re going next time, girly. If not you’re going to battle with me!” He stared with me with such intense red eyes that I felt what was nearest to scared. I was never scared. Whoa! Wait a moment, did I say red eyes? Red like blood? Those eyes did really freaked me out.
I looked at the boy again. Geez. His scary. He has red eyes with a wild look in it and some sort of messy, spiky black hair. His smile was a ruthless one. I clambered on my bike and rode away.
“Hey! Girly!” he cried. “What?” I turned. “You are exactly 9 minutes late for school. Ciao!” and he disappeared. “What?” I said.
I panted. At last, I reached my class.
“Nora Year, you are exactly 9 minutes late.” “What on the earth?”

TO BE CONTINUED…