Cassia (sorry for not using the prompt)
I looked into Josh's eyes, he looked back at me, I blushed and hated myself for it. I thought he would kiss me again, he was leaning in...
A moment of peace right before the world went black.
I floated between dreams and reality for hours, all I knew was that I was in a soft bed and my head really hurt. I couldn't think straight, what had even happened? Josh had kissed me, I remembered that vividly, and then... I remember... I remember a searing pain in the back of my head. It was more of a throbbing now. Then... a light. I felt more awake, but my eyes were still closed. The sun had reflected off a gold ring, but it wasn't on the person's finger, it was on a necklace chain. I remembered that. The more I thought, which was the only thing it didn't hurt to do, the more I remembered. There was an emblem on it, it looked like a fancy kind of knot. I could see it now. And Evermore. I had heard the word Evermore. What was it? Was it a place? Was it a person's last name? But then I fell back to sleep because even thinking was starting to make my head hurt.
"You get back here Ellyana Rose Medina!" I heard. I wondered briefly how she knew my full name when I didn't even know her last, but there wasn't much time to think because Cal was bursting out of the woods and running right for me. I looked around for someone who could save me, but there were no other people outside and Kirsten was back at the counter cooking who-knew-what.
But I was looking around for too long, because the next second Cal had managed to tie me up with rope (where did that even come from?) and tie knots that I couldn't identify even with my five years of Girl Scouts.
"I tried doing this the easy way, but apparently the easy way is also the most likely way to get us both killed."
"You don't want me dead?"
Cal didn't answer, instead she stared at me like she wished she had been given permission to kill me.
I was getting tired of waking up in a new place every time I opened my eyes. At least this place seemed safe. There was light flooding in through the windows of the room. The ceiling was slanted, and the walls were made of wood. It was warm and it smelled nice, like cinnamon and sugar.
I tried sitting up, but then realized how bad my head really did hurt, seeing stars I laid back down.
"Oh good, you're awake, we thought you might be dead," I heard a girl say.
"Not dead, just... unconscious," a decidedly older woman said.
"I'm awake now," I said drowsily.
I took a sip of water from the glass beside my bed, and took in the full room. I was nestled in a patchwork quilt. I remembered one like it at my grandmother's house from when I was little. The room seemed like somebody's attic, probably the woman's. It was cozy and home-y and I decided I liked it. There was a bed next to me too, and then everything I had witnessed came flooding back.
I shot up, forgetting how it made my head feel, "Where's Josh? Is he ok? Is he here? Did they take him? Where is he?"
"Josh is fine honey, he's in the kitchen," the older lady said.
"Why am I here?"
"Amy honey, why don't you run downstairs?" the lady said, sending a little girl about six or seven down the stairs. She sat down at the foot of my bed and took a deep breath.
The only girl I still had in my sights was Lacy, she was running next to me and looking like she was going to cry. As much as it pained me, I had to lose her, she couldn't know the secrets our school held. I had managed to get the rest of them off the scent, I knew Elle wouldn't have told them anything, she knew it was too dangerous.
There was a secret passage to my left, if I could distract Lacy then maybe I could slip behind it and get away. Oh, but then Joslyn might catch her, that couldn't happen either.
"This way," I said, grabbing her wrist and pulling her behind the wall with me.
"Wh- where are we?" Lacy asked.
"I probably shouldn't tell you," I took a deep breath. "I need you to trust me, okay?"
"If you go left down the passageway and then take a right then you'll come out in the library behind the wall of our school's fake history-"
"See, I've told you too much already, you'll come out behind the wall of history and if you push on the brick that's missing a corner the wall will open up and you can get through, alright?"
"Go," I said.
Lacy looked confused, "Aren't you coming with me?"
"No," I shook my head, "I'm not coming, but I'm going somewhere else where I can be safe," I lied.
"Go," I said again, and this time she turned and took a left.
I counted to twenty so I knew she couldn't still be there and ran to the right at the fork in the wall, there was a whole world of stories that girl couldn't know about, and I kicked myself for lifting the corner of the page for her.
I don't know when the next episode will be, this kind of just came to me. Brianna, if you want to give me any more random prompts, go for it.