St. Flynn's

Chapter One
~*• Isabella Garcia-Shapiro •*~

“Mom, where are we going?” I ask. We drive up a road and past a spikey fence, and two girls with hockey sticks. They stare coldly at me. One wears fishnet stockings, a white shirt, a black and grey tie (undone), a magenta-and-black fingerless glove, a spiked neck choke, and a black skirt. The other wears something similar, except she has a chain on her skirt, eyeliner, and black and magenta hair. My mother waves, and one draws a hand across her neck, gives me a cruel smile and mouths “You're dead.” at me. I shiver with fear but try not to show it. “Well, Isa, we're here!” says my mom. We drive past a sign that says “St. Flynn's”, and underneath, it says “Please don't step on the grass”, but someone crossed out the word ‘grass’ and wrote ‘rats’. We pull up in front of a Victorian-like big building, which has cracks in a few windows and safety tape and old wood pieces scattered on the roof. My mom leads me up to the door and walks inside. I stare up at the building and there is a loud crash. I jump and look behind me. The crash was someone dropping a desk out of the window. I see two Goth-like girls who draw their hands across their necks like the girls I saw earlier did. I walk inside, close to my Mom. I stare at the big winding staircase and see a whole schoolsworth of mean and/or rebellious looking girls. I look worriedly at my mom, and back to the staircase. They've disappeared...