The Omen

ꕥ Chapter Five ꕥ

I let out a loud gasp and open my eyes. It takes a little while for my eyes to adjust in the dark light, but I soon realize I'm in the school bus parking area.

Without much thought of how I got there I take a step, my bare foot hitting the cold tar with a loud slapping sound.

I take another step and slowly look to my right, trying to figure out what I'm doing here.

I hear screams from a bus nearby and I calmly make my way towards it. The bus rocks back and forth from the force of something large inside it.

I walk towards the door of the bus and find it locked. I easily reach out and grab the handle of the door, then I rip it off it's hinges. I watch silently as it falls to the ground a few feet away with a loud crash.

I feel power surge through me and I take a step onto the bus. Once I'm in the isle I see what I can only assume is a man covered in blood. He screamed at me for help but I feel no need to give him any.

I just stand and watch him, my eyes glowing in the darkness. Then at the back of the bus I see another pair of glowing eyes, these ones red.

I take in its appearance and see its huge dark outline shuffling around the back, it's claws still shredding at the mans back.

Then it stops, and breaks through the back of the bus with ease, leaving a gaping hole in the back.

The man on the floor whimpers and reaches his hand out to me, still wanting help. A small growl, that sounded somewhat disgusted, leaves my mouth and I turn away from the man. Leaving him alone on the floor of the bus.

***

I wake up with a small yelp, my skin crawling at the strange dream. Never before have a felt a dream that feels so real.

I swing my legs off the bed and stumble my way over to my closet. I quickly grab a high waisted leather skirt and a light blue button down. I sneak my way through the dark house and jump into the shower. I let the warm water run down my body as I attempt to erase any nerves the dream caused.

Regretfully I hop out of the shower and yank my clothes on. I dry and curl my hair, then I work on my makeup. I do a simple cat eye with some red lipstick. Still not able to shake the odd feeling fluttering around in me.

I walk downstairs and see Lydia happily munching on an apple. Her eyes meet mine and she grins, looking my outfit up and down.

"We still got it!" She says happily, grabbing my hand.

On the way out the door I grab an apple from the basket and follow Lydia to her car.

We jump in simultaneously and drive to the school in silence, like most days.

We get to the school and we march to the doors, heads turning as we pass.

Then I feel a pit in my stomach. I look around franticly, looking for what could be making me feel this way. I've learned, when something bad has happened in an area or something will happen I feel sick.

Then I spot police cars.

"I'll be right back, Lyds." I inform her.