Chapter 2

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I was so glad fifth grade was going to be finished. Middle school was going to be fun especially with my friends. Me and Lydia were so excited for Middle School that we bought matching bags.

I had kept the bag under my bed but when i had a night terror and thought a monster was under my bed , i freaked and so now it lived at the bottom of my wardrobe.
The bag was blue with little silver latches.

"What you thinking about , Hannie ?" Asks Lydia leaning over the grubby class tables as our teacher rocks back and forth on her chair -she never paid attention to us.

"About our bag-" i reply as i fiddle with the lid of my pen

"The blue one ?" Asks Lydia twiddling he strawberry blonde hair

"Yeah Blue - i love the name Blue" i giggle and lydia raises an eyebrow

"Why would you want to be called a colour?" Lydia scowls discustedly crossing her arms across her chest

"Its beautiful , plus it has better nicknames than Hannie" i answer back with a giggle. Hanna was a name for LOSERS

Jack kicks my chair for the 10th time today. At school nobody- apart from Lyds, Scott and Stiles- knew how tough i was . I was like a tank TIMES BY 1 THOUSAND. I give Jack a evil look and Stiles who sat next next to him whispers something along the lines of 'dont push her'. I glance back at Lydia

"If i ever murder Jack and have to go to prision when im released i will go by the name Blue. So if you ever hear of Blue . Thats me" i giggle again and she laughs back

After school me and Lyds go back to her house where her mum , Ms Martin, makes us pizza. She knew that i loved her home made pizzas. She would always add a 'secret' ingrediant which me and Lydia just thought were more herbs. After having our repetive conversation about her canvas in the kitchen looking like swaying corn dancing in the wind she fought back that, "its just paint splodges , Hanna , your the only person who sees corn" we went upstairs to play with Prada Lydia's new puppy

"I love her hair curled" Lydia said towards the dog about my bouncing brown waves

"Thank you" i smile pleased with myself

"I didnt say anything , silly" Lydia replied sticking her tongue out at me

When it was time to go home i said bye to Ms Martin who was wiping the counter covered in crumbs with a wet dish cloth

"Scruffy pups" she says

"Im sorry , Ms Martin" i apologise but she gives me a odd look and then waves me off. I struggle to put on my shoes so i end up carrying them, i watch my feet as i dance across the sidewalk my socks were bright pink

My house was literally 4 door down from mine which meant we took turns taking each other to school. Luckily it wasnt dark because of the new street lights that had been installed recently.

Across the road was a male figure and by his speed he looked like he was aproaching rapidly . He stopped a metre away from me , with his fists tightly clenched

"Hanna Edwards , right?" He says gruffly . I glance up at the male . He wore a long black coat with small gold buttons , his trousers were gray and straight legged with matching shoes that were scuffed at the sole . Though the mans clothing looked normal , a tiny rip in his shirt caught my attention. It was only small , just bigger than a pin prick but beneth his shirt his skin seemed a pigment of grey . His face was as gruff as his voice , he had a beard , tiny eyes with big thick rimmed glasses and a big red nose making him look like the santa you imagined the closer it came to the 25th.

"Hanna , i know" he states simly putting his hand on my shoulder. I wriggle out of his grip and step backwards

"I need to go home" i say firmly . I glance at my house visable behind him

"My names Mr Ward and I know" he says again deeper. My heart beat rapidly increased.

I manage to stutter , "y-you k-know w-what?" Mr Ward smirks sending shiver across my body

"I know-" he says "i know you hear things we dont"

I shake my head firmly "No-" i cried "stop it!" I begin stepping backwards "what are you on about ?" I sob again as he steps closer to me

"Hanna , your coming with us" he took hold of my arm and gripped it so tight i was sure my hand was going purple. He grabbed my hair which pulled my heart necklace tighter round my neck making it a struggle to breath, i gasp

"Stop!" I cry but my voice is muffled by Mr Ward's glove.

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