Immortal by Sammantha Lewis (good book club books .TXT) 📖

the sound of hushed mummeres begain to make me ster awake. My eyes slowly pealed open and I came face to face with my new home. In the room next door I could her Tyler arguing with someone- specificly Rebecka. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and made my way over. the one thing I didn't want is for them to hear me. I crept into the hallway and slipped ito the bathroom. I knelt down near the vent and listened to there vioces dance back and forth. 

"She could have caught you."
"Yes but she didn't"
"well the-"
"but it doesn't matter." 

"how does it not matter."

"If she know- well then great- awsome- she knows."
"That wouldn't be good."
"Why not? I told you this was bad."
"What was I suppose to do?"
"What were you supppose to do? What am I suppose to do? The elders- If they found me I'd be in deep shit -Becks I'm with you- and know she's in the mix. I don't even want to think about it!" 

"Fuck! Shh- " That was when the conversation cut of. I sat up and wondered what they were talking about. Me most likely, but the rest I wasn't exactly sure what to make of it. I was farely clever so I knew it was something. However there was one word that bounced back and forth in my head like a rubber ball. That word was elders. Elders? Elders of what? As far I knew the definition for elders was : A figure to which on looks up to in high regards for, and is usually older in age. So elder of what? I wasn't exactly sure. Maybe a home owners association? I society of some sort. Like the Shiners of Kawanias? Something in my gut told me to pretend I didn't here a word. I took a beep breath and tried to relax. 

I glanced at the clock and it was almost five o' clock. My first day in San Fransisco had came and went. For a few minuets... I just stared at the clock... keeping track of what time it was back home. 

5:00... 7:00 there.

5:23...7:23 there. Two hours behind them. onehundred and twenty minuets farther into the day. 7200 seconds further into thiere life. 

for some odd reason... I felt incredibly alone. to the piont i thought i break into peices onto the floor. I finally realized hw far a way I was from everything I knew. My first day at preschool, all those failed relashionships, a small graveyard of burried pets, the places I would go with grandma, all the good and the bad memories, the joy and the tears. All of it was  back there. they were just images in my head now. Only then did I truely realize just how little I had left. 

Publication Date: 10-30-2011

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