Suspense – Love story

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By Austin Lipnica

Year 8-SFA

An English 8 Short Story Project

Submitted to Mrs.Gorospe

Febuary 28,2014
 Well, there is no proper way to start my story. To give you a description of me,

Imagine a sixteen year old kid that goes to isolated places just to avoid the

awkwardness of having to find a sit at lunch. The closest Ive probably ever been to

socializing was when I was asked for directions. Needless to say I am avery anti social

person, which isn't so bad. Due to my lack of company I was able to get a lot of spare

time, and in that spare time I was able to do a lot of thinking. Which led me to increase

my understanding about things. Although this story isn't about my lonely life.
 Prologue

The day start with the ringing of the school bell. It feels as if my brain is going on

autopilot . The bell then rings and everyone rushes to class. Entering the classroom, I

grab my books and head for my sit. I never notice how my place of sit is perfect for

me.It's at the back right near the window. Perfect for staring through space or

daydream. The classroom then goes silent as the teacher walks in. “Alright, get ready

for the quiz,” said the teacher. I grabbed my paper and ballpen when a student walked

in front of me. He looks at my pocket where my extra ballpen is at.

“Uhmm....,” He said as he was looking at my name patch.

“Jon.....Eve?” He continued.

He told me this as if he was confirming it. Nothing's wrong with this situation,

except for the fact that it's already the 3rd quarter and that's the first time I heard my

name from a student. Barely anyone knows me so I wouldn't be bothered by this

situation. Instead of saying anything, I just gave him my pen. “Well, this day's off to a

good start,” I thought in my head.

 Events in our school are very common. By events I mean activities such as

Spelling bees, Fund raisers and Sport events. But there is one that stands out from all

the events. That is the School Fair. The School Fair Consist of booths, rides and

vendors. Booths that you can play to win a prize. The prize depends on what booth you

are at. The rides are short and dull-ish since it's on school grounds. The vendors sell

either food or toys. The toys of course are too old for me. Everything fits in and seems

normal, Except for one booth. And that one booth is the infamous jail booth.

The jail booth consists of a room where the individual get's locked in. Whatever's

inside the booth, I don't want to know. The booth is observed by teachers and ran by

mature students, rest assure no funny stuff happens. The way it works is one "lucky"

student gets picked by the teacher, the student may be on Highschool grade, and on

any section. And he gets trapped there for at least an hour. Although that's not the only

way one get's in the booth. There's a more cruel way. Someone can pay the booth and

tell them who they are going to catch, Say a friend, an enemy, or you just wanna make

someone mad. And the teachers allow this. Now that's settled I won't be doing much

explanation. By now you've probably guessed I got picked by the jail booth.

"Student number 14, Class B, of Year 9"

"Poop," I thought to myself.

 I would run but the jail booth was just next to where I was. Seconds before I

could react, two people grabbed me on both of my arms. I would struggle but the ones

holding me were 4th year students, I had no chance. I was brought to the front door of

the jailbooth. They open the door and they pushed me in. Talk about keeping in act, It's

as if I really did commit a crime. The first thing I notice is that the room is…. well dark,

nothing much to say. As I feel the sides of the room I noticed something. Someone's

here with me. Not that it's unusual but I've been feeling the walls for awhile and I haven't

heard anyone talk to me. Surely they would have at least seen me get pushed inside

the room.

"Is someone there?"

I had to ask, I was getting uncomfortable since somebody's here with me yet they

haven't said a word for the duration of time I got here.

"Boo!"

I jumped out of my place. The sound wasn't just a normal "boo", it was as if an old man

was gargling syrup. It's really hard to explain.

"Ahhgg!" I yelled.

“Hello,” Someone said to me so formally as if what just went on was normal.

“Wha… Why did you do that,” I said as I gasped for air.

“Orange, Year 9 of class B,” Someone said. I then heard someone trying to make a

sound effect of a sword as I felt a hand chopped down to shake my hand.

“What?” I replied. I felt someone shook there hand down but I still can’t see in this dark

room. Someone then grabbed me by my hand and shook hands with me.

“I told you my name, What – is – yours” She said it while stopping word by word.

“J-Jon Eve,” To be honest, I was quiet scared when this was all happening.

“Hmm, Alright then Jon Eve, Help me find a way out,” I then notice the voice change to

a more pitch like tone. It’s a girl. I couldn’t tell because she was keeping a deep voice,

For no reason probably. I was just standing as I hear the girl rustling through the

objects.

“Found it yet?” I jumped as I heard from her. She was serious about finding an exit?

I replied with “There is no exit, that’s the point of a jail booth. It keeps us jailed.”

“Tsk tsk tsk,” I heard from her as if she’s about to prove me wrong.

“Puzzle games like these always have an unusual way out.”

“What?” I questioned.

“Alright, Let’s make this interesting. The first one to find the way out gets the other

person what they want.”

“DealOk321Go,” She then rushed to find the exit, if there is one.

“So Jon Eve, where you from?”

“You could just call me Jon,” I replied.

“But if I call you Jon, who will call you Eve?”

I would have probably ask about what she said but so far she hasn’t answered any of

my questions.

“Uh, Class B, Year 9” I said.

“What!?!?” She was shock for some reason.

“But I’ve never heard of your name before…. Are you lying?” She asked.
Oh yeah she did introduce that she was in the same class as I was, I was too caught up

with the other things that were happening.

“Oh wait, you were the guy that was picked by the teacher on the jail booth.”

“Were you picked as well?” I asked

“Nope, My friends paid the booth to get me.”

She then stops rustling through the objects.

“I found it!” she said

There really was an exit. I then see light coming from the exit she found. She

went out first, I then followed. As I got out of the dark room, I saw her. She had white

complexion. And if there was one word to describe her face, it would be pretty. Although

there was something your eye would catch before all of this. That would be her long

orange hair. It’s like light brownish that was mixed with yellow.

“Well I won, so you owe me.” She said

“I never agreed to that.” I replied

Our attention was then drawn out to the entrance of the school fair when a man was

trying to get a dog in with him, but dogs aren’t allowed in the fair.

“You have to draw me a dog.”

Well the day ended and I went back home. It wasn’t like most of my usual days

but it was more… Better? Oh well, Tomorrow’s probably going to be normal again. The

night went on and it was morning. Waking up and doing my usual routine. I went to

school and went to my classroom. I noticed there’s a message on the blackboard. It

says “We are at the school fair.” That’s right, the first period is homeroom and we were

suppose to be visiting the fair. “Okay then…” I drop my bags on my chair and head

towards the fair. I didn’t see any groups of people so I assumed that my class was not in

one group. I choose to pass time in a vendor’s booth selling merchandise.

I decided to relax for awhile since the day just started and I’m still dozy. That’s when I

heard someone yelling “Noooo! Whyyy!.” I rushed towards where the scream was, It

might be a robber, or someone in danger. Whatever it is I’m about to see it. As I pass

the corner I heard .

“I don’t have the money!”

“O-Orange?” It’s her again.

As our eyes met I said pleaded to her in my head “No please, Don’t pull me into the

scene you’ve made.” But it was futile. Knowing her she’d probably do it with out even

thinking about doing it.

“Jon Eve I don’t have enough money to buy the cool key chain!”

After buying the key chain for her, I walked around the fair for awhile with her

since she went with me.

“Don’t you have a lot of friends, why don’t you spend time with them?” I asked

“I noticed that I don’t notice you so I’ll go with you this time,” She said.

“So you don’t have that much friends?” she asked

“Don’t have much? I have none,” I was suppose to say this in my head but it went out.

“Alright then, the next time I win a competition with you, I’ll try to challenge you.”

Challenge me? What did she mean by that. Afterwards Homeroom ended and we

all went back to class. At lunch, I didn’t expect her to invite me to have eat with her so

when she while she was talking to someone I snuck out. I went to the isolated place

again. It was behind the Building where it was always windy at lunch time. Although
instead of eating I decided to finish the drawing she wanted me to do. “There,” I thought

to my head as I finished the dog drawing. After Lunch I went back to class and finished

the other subjects. I tried to find where she was seated. I excavated the class and found

her. She was at the first seat of the first column or the first seat of my column, where I

was at the very back. I noticed she looked sort of sad. I didn’t mind it, I just shrug it off

and thought she was just having a hard time with Math. When we had our second

break, I went up to her to give the dog drawing. She looked sad when I approached her.

I gave hand her the dog and she took it with her hand. With out saying a word yet.

“Jon Eve…,” she said

“Yes?” Did I do something wrong?

“Something bad is happening,” she said with a weak voice

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“The ones that paid the jail booth were not my friends.”