if she was mad. Grace's smile had dropped ever so slightly, but then she replaced it with her superstar smile.
“Good job!” Grace said in a fake happy tone.
“Yeah, you deserved it!” Said Britney, in a real happy tone.
“Awww, thanks! But you guys where great too! OMG the moves you guys did! SO awesome!” I gushed, kind of shocking myself for saying OMG, because I never talk in text talk.
They both smiled modestly and said, “Thanks!”
About six hours later, after many pillow fights, food fights, makeovers, and boy talk, it was time for bed. Or so I thought.
I climbed under my sleeping bed, catching a glimpse of what seemed like Britney winking at Grace, and Grace winking back.
I woke up about an hour later, not able to breathe. I was gagging, my eyes filling with tears. I felt my hair, but it was just above my ears! And my ear was BLEEDING! My lips where cut, my cheeks where drawn on with Sharpie, and my leg felt broken. I looked down to see my whole leg covered in blood.
“Help!” I wailed, crying my eyes out.
I Could barely see Grace, Courtney, and Britney come in, because I was crying so hard. Grace was smirking, along with Britney, Courtney looked nervous, and was biting her nails.
“How could you!” I screamed, anger rising.
“Pfft! You where the one who actually thought we LIKED you! As if!” Grace said rolling her eyes, and laughing meanly.
“Yeah, like we would like a loser like YOU!” Britney called.
I've got to get out of here! They'll kill me if I stay! I know they will! I looked around, they where blocking all the doors.
“PLEASE! LET ME GO!” I cried, sobbing.
“Shut up!” Grace snapped.
“Let me go to the bathroom, or the accident will be all over your pink carpet.” I said, trying to sound calm.
“Fine, Courtney, go with her.”
Courtney nodded, racing after me.
“Courtney, your not like them, your nicer, Please, don't let them kill me!” I begged.
“I'm going to help you. It's true, they are beasts! They plan to kill you, but I must warn you, it's not going to be easy! Grace is smart, she planned to behead you. And if I didn't do what she asked, I would have been killed years ago.” She said, while wiping up my blood.
“Courtney, it's OK, I'll be your friend. I'll be by your side, everyday, so she can't hurt you! And if she tries, I swear I'll save you like your saving me. It's OK. I don't know how to thank you right now though!” I cried, my eyes filling with tears of joy.
Courtney's eyes, I noticed where also filling with tears as she replied, “Melody, those are the words, I've been waiting for someone to say for four years. But we haven't won yet, If we don't hurry Grace will come looking for us!” Courtney said nervously.
“The window! We can get out the window by the sink!” I whispered, hoping Grace or Britney hadn't heard us before.
“Great idea!” Courtney said, sliding the window open.
“Courtney!” Grace shrieked from the other side of the door.
“Hurry up!” I hissed.
“It won't open!” Courtney cried.
“If you don't open up NOW, I'm coming in! I have the screwdriver to unlock the door with me right now! I also have the knife!” Grace yelled.
I pushed Courtney aside, and slammed my hand as hard as I could against the window, just as Grace broke the door open. Sure enough, she did have the knife in her hand. One final slam from my hand and the window broke.
Courtney scrambled on the floor, hurrying to get up. But Grace cut her thigh, just as she was running.
“No!” I shrieked.
Grace grinned, raising her knife, just above Courtney's neck. I ripped Courtney from her grasp, her knife, stabbing my wrist, instead of Courtney's neck.
“RUN! RUN COURTNEY RUN!” I cried!
“No! I won't go alone!” Courtney took the glass bottle of soap, and banged it against Grace's head, she picked me up and threw through the window, she jumped out after.
“Courtney...my hand...” I said weakly.
Courtney picked me up and ran, I don't know where she was running, because my eyes where so full of tears I couldn't see.
The next thing I knew, I was laying on a white bed, in a hospital gown, my mom pouring over me.
“Your alright!” She cried, hugging me.
“Courtney? Where...where is Courtney?!” I asked jumping up.
My mom shook her head, “She didn't make it, if you mean the girl who carried you here...she shouldn't have been running. She hurt her leg bad, she must have fell, and her her thigh more hurt as she was running. It's a shock she made it here. I'm so sorry honey!”
“It's all my fault! She used her energy on ME!” I cried, feeling tears run down my face.
“It's not your fault.” My mom said hugging me.
I pushed her away, “IT IS! IT'S ALL MY FAULT!” I wailed.
I knew things would never be the same. Maybe I shouldn't plan how I act. Maybe I should just look through my closet and pick whatever looks best to me. Then I'll start acting like my true self.
I laid down in my own bed, and I saw Courtney.
“We'll always be friends, thank you, I am free now.” Courtney said, slowly fading away.
And I realized, I was free now too, or so I thought.
I had the dream again. I was alone. In a dark room, waiting for something...someone. I don't remember what. I was sitting in a chair. Tied up I think. I heard somebody talking, but I couldn't see them. They told me I was worthless, stupid, and unwanted. Then I found it was my mothers voice.
When I woke up, I looked for my mother, a hug from her, and the dream would maybe be forgotten. She wasn't in her room. I ran down the hall, no sign of her! Then I saw it, the note on the door.
Melody,
I can't take it anymore. I can't stand to look at your face anymore. Your nothing more than a piece of filth. I never wanted you. Your not good for anything. I wish you would just die, maybe then things would be better.
-You know who (I won't let someone as useless as you call me mother!)
I looked over the words. I read them over and over. I felt like somebody had just lit our house on fire, and just as I was leaving, my mother pushed me back into the house. I wanted it to be over. Maybe...I should just die.
Just as I was crying, I saw something, someone.
I heard a faint voice whisper, “Melody, do not be afraid, it is I, Courtney. I have come to help, and warn you.”
I felt my eyes sting with tears, “S-s-she, m-mom, s-she-”
“I know, it's OK.” Courtney said, gently.
“Thanks.” I whispered, choking on my tears.
“Now listen, Grace isn't done yet, there is something you must know about her, shes...not human. When she was just a little girl, something, someone, overpowered her, you'll learn more about that later. She won't stop until she kills you though! You have something she wants. I'm not allowed to tell you what, but I know you'll figure it out.” Courtney said, in a straight tone.
“NO! It's all a joke! Please! Don't! Can't I just die?! Then it'll all be over!” I cried, hiding my face in my hands.
“Be brave, Melody! I have faith in you! And I'll always be with you. Friends are always there for each other. And two more things. One, remember that guy at the motel? He can help you. The last thing is, your mother didn't leave that note.” Courtney said, staring at me.
“Wait, how can that guy help me? And who left that note? Where is my mother!” I asked, urgently.
“I can't tell you, I would if I could, I swear! But I can only say so much, I'm lucky they let me here. Please, you'll find out on your own, don't give up.” Courtney said, sounding scared, as if she thought I would hate her because she can't tell me.
“I understand, I'll find out anyways, and also, you'll be with me! Thank you, Courtney! Thank you!” I yelled, hugging her, my eyes fil
ling with tears of joy.
Courtney let out a sigh of relief and hugged me back grinning while she said, “That's what friends are for!”
I was walking back to the motel, when I saw a woman staring at me. I had a feeling I knew her, but I wasn't quite sure. She has perfect brown hair, and ice cold blue eyes.
When I finally got to the motel, I found out that the man was actually expecting me!
“Courtney told me you where coming, before you start asking questions, I'll give you answers. I can't tell you about how I know Courtney, that is for later. Grace really wants to kill you. This is war now. Grace isn't human, so she wont go easy on you, and she's way stronger than any other 8th grade girl. So it will be hard defeating her.” He said, scratching his white beard.
“NO! I DON'T WANT WAR! I WANT PEACE, PLEASE, DON'T MAKE ME DO THIS!” I cried.
“You see, Melody, she'll kill you if you don't fight. And even if you don't care if you die, your not just fighting for yourself! Grace has hidden your mom, and she has many other people in hostage. If you win, she'll let them all go! Please, my brother, my sister, they're all held hostage! Please.” He said, his eyes filling will tears.
“OK, I'll do it, but I'm going to need some help!” I said, trying to be brave.
“Oh, Thank you, prin- I mean Melody!” He said grinning.
“WAIT, why where you going to call me princess?” I demanded to know.
“That is also for later.” He answered calmly.
“Fine.” I growled under my breath.
“About the help, I will be there when your life depends on it, Courtney will be with you, and Courtney has gotten many of her friends to help. Dead people may seem like they can do very little, but you'll see what these ghosts can do,
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