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What if Kayla was marked too?
Chapter 1: WTF
Time: begging of marked
Kayla and I are walking down the hall way, to geometry class.
She says with an exasperated tone, "Why are you so mad at Heath? He doesn't drink as much as you think?"
I roll my eyes, "So what he still drinks way too much, I don't want to spend my life hold his hand well he pukes his guts out."
"So you're going to dump him," She says with sadness but I know she has been waiting for this.
"Most likely, now come on we have to get to class," I open my locker. Suddenly I look down the hall and there is a tracker headed straight for us.
"What the fuck?" Kayla exclaim.
He says, "Zoey Montgomery and Kayla Robinson you two have been chosen, by the Goddess Nyx, to become fledglings at the Tulsa House of Night." He reaches out toward us, and his hand starts to glow. Kayla falls down and passes out.
Great moral support, my head starts to hurt and burn. Why does this hurt so bad, I thought it would feel better. I help Kayla stand up. Her tattoo is blue and it looks like ribbons around her face.
"Kayla please wake up," I yell in her ear. She barely stirs, I slap her. Her eyes dart open, "Are you ok, we have to get out of here everyone is staring." We run to my bug and plan our next move. "So we will go home and pack our bags then go to the House of Night."
"Yeah, what are you going to tell your family what happened."
"No, they aren't my family and haven't been for a while. You know that, so go get your stuff and hurry you know what happens if we don't go to the school."
"I know, I don't want to die and I don't want to see you dead."
I drop her off a couple of blocks away from me. I climb out of my car, and pull the hood over my head. No way I am letting my mom or step loser see my like this. I don't know what has happened to me and my mom's relationship since she married John Heffer aka the step loser. See doesn't do anything fun, he made her into someone I don't even recognize.
I open the front door and my mom immediately says, "Why aren't you at school? Did you get in trouble, do I have to call the principal?"
I exclaim, "Have I ever got in trouble."
"I guess not but, why are you home?"
I say, "I need to grab something from my room, then I will go back to school. Is that okay with you or not?"
"Honey of course you grab something, but be quick your father hates it when you miss school."
Too bad he isn't my real dad, "I know that." I start to climb the stairs, and my hood slips off. My mom looks at me and sees the mark.
"What the hell is on your forehead? How did you get that?" She takes a deep breath, "What will your father think?"
"He isn't my father; he will never ever be my dad. My real dad left you and he will never be back so knock it off." I storm off and go to my room; I run around packing all my important things, my I-pod and stuffed animals. I will never back here. Thank god never have to see the step loser. I still have hope for my mom, but is she even worth it. I walk downstairs twenty minutes later with three bags packed. I run downstairs to the front door.
Before I can leave John steps in front of me, stopping me from leaving, "Where do you think you are going Zoey? There is no way you are going to leave this house."
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