ELIZA 8:15am

ELIZA 8:15am

The halls of West Seattle High were packed. They always were on the first day of school. Kids pushed and shoved, trying to not be late for their first class of the year. It was almost impossible to make it to your locker without being shoved, elbowed, or stepped on. The lights overhead flared brighter than the sun. She had to squint to see anything.

Not that it mattered. Eliza couldn’t see anything but the back of the cheerleader in front of her, chatting away on her cell phone about the mall. It made her want to slap that girl straight. She took out her trig book and held it up. Something rammed into her and she was shoved into her locker. “Damn,” not fast enough. She turned around and pounded on the door until it popped open. Lockers weren’t her thing. School wasn’t her thing. Midnight was her thing. Besides, first days of school always made her head hurt.

She put her jacket in her locker. Then everything went dark. She realized she was standing in the shadow of the football quarterback and captain. Not this again. Why couldn’t people just learn to leave her alone? Quivering, she looked up at him.

“Brian, is it?” She said it as if she was a poor little nerd trying not to lose her lunch money.

“Yeah, it is. Look goth girl. Give me your lunch money. Or else.” He seemed to think he was the king of the jungle. So what if he had two feet on her, he was just a big dumbo who didn’t know what two plus two was.

Eliza tried to sound innocent. “Sorry, but I don’t eat lunch. I hope there’s something else I can give you to make up for it. Perhaps some free tutoring in math. We have to make sure you maintain that C average.”Kids started gathering around, completely forgetting about being late to first period. Brian’s friends were starting to get antsy. She smiled as smugly as possible.

“Look freshmeat,” he countered, probably thinking he sounded clever. “Give me all the money you have, just like a good little girl.” He ruffled her hair.

Gasps came from the surrounding mob. At West Seattle, goths didn’t like to be touched. Eliza wasn’t goth, but she hated it when people touched her hair, especially when it was tied back. Besides, she was a junior.

It looked like she was getting a chance to use her trig book after all. She pointed behind Brian. “Oh look! A nerd!” He turned his head to spot his next victim, and she prepared to her trig book.

The running back was the only one that noticed. “Brian! Look out!”As Brian looked back at her, she swung the book. A loud crack rang though the halls as he fell to the ground. Finally the stupid boulder was worth something other than a pillow during math.

The two minute bell rang. Everyone left the football team to help up their captain. When he stood, Eliza saw blood on the floor. She glanced up and smiled when she noticed his nose was crooked. He looked back at her with a glare. She raised her trig book again and the whole team was gone faster than you could say idiosyncratic. Eliza was almost alone in the hall.

She turned around and started digging in her locker while she listed the perfect squares. Numbers always helped calm her down, and her head hurt more than it had when she first walked in. She got to 529, but lost track when a guy slammed into the locker to her left. It swung open. Impressive.

“Hey. Nice techni–” she sputtered to a stop. He was covered in tridecagrams and metal. She almost choked trying to hold in her laughter. Apparently the Midnight Chasers were back in town. Second time this month. They didn’t think Sean could handle it himself. They were so bogus. Thinking they were all cool and in charge just ’cause they saved the world a couple of times. It made her sick.

Eliza looked at the sense-missing guy and put on her slyest smile. “I’m Eliza. Follow me.” She turned around and waited a second. He wasn’t following her. Facing him once again, she said, “Look. We can do this the easy way, or we can do this the hard way.” He didn’t budge.

She took his arm and yanked him into the crowed before he could object. He started struggling out of her grasp, his expression resembling the look of someone who had just seen something die. Eliza shook he head. They always chose the hard way.

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the end of chapter one!

hey Serafina-la…im about to email you my email so you can email me your chapters to post on here. if anyone else wants to do the same, just tell me.

 -Co-Prez OUT! 😀

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RESULTS

RESULTS. here are the results for the contest…im doing it like Miss.America pageants…

fourth runner up!       Amy-la!

second runner up!         Lizzy-wa! and Allie-wa!

first runner up! if the winner cannot fulfil her duties, this person will win the title and all prizes…          Bri-la!

AND THE WINNER OF THE FIRST EVER CHASING MIDNIGHT WEREWOLVES CONTEST IS…

SERAFINA-LA!!!

DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME—12pm

Kirby was having another chasing dream. Third one this week. He pursued a blurred figure though in the blue darkness. Caught up. Pounced. Slashed. Attacked.
Kirby jolted awake then. Panting, he looked across his dark room, lit only by moonlight filtering though the skylight. A digital clock hung on the opposite wall, blue letters announcing it was 1:01 a.m. That was weird. Usually he woke up at—
A reminder was written on the calendar. Daylight Savings Time came to Broken Arrow Oklahoma on November 4th. Today.
Which meant Kirby had, like every night he had the dreams, woken up exactly a minute after midnight.

GRADUATION-11:35am

Rex Greene fidgeted in his ugly red polyester robe as he stood listening to a boring speech in the Bixby High School field. The valedictorian whined on about how fondly they would always remember this school, and Rex had to stop himself laughing, focusing instead on the tassel hanging from his unbelievably uncomfortable hat. It was blurry, just an inch beyond the lens of his glasses, and his eyes were squinted half shut anyway, against the obnoxious noon brightness in the cloudless Oklahoma sky.
So instead of reflecting on how “Bixby High was a friendly gateway into society”, he thought about Melissa and Jonathan.

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 she will recieve the top most face rank. but only for a week. then when i update them again she will be where ever she is according to the commenting. so she cood still be the most famus. she will also recieve whatever title she wants. altho i think Co-Prez is the fawesomest already. just sayin. CONGRATS!

 -Co-Prez OUT! :mrgreen:

DECISIONS

 DECISIONS. its time for the voting. i no none of you are 18 or older…but we’re gonna make an exception.

 i will rite the name of the author up above all of their entries in BIG, BOLD, CAPITAL letters. see? very noticable. at the top of your comment, first thing, you must rite the name of the author for which you wood like to win. (if that makes sense.) in ALL CAPITALS. if you do not have a contestants name at the top of your comment, the VERY TOP!, i will personally delete said comment. yeah, i can be evil. MUAHAHAHAHA! *cough cough spaz attack cough*. sorry. *regains control*.

…NOVEMBER 16 AT MIDNIGHT! ok…thats when voting is done. we’ll probably do another contest for something else two. like covers or sompthin…

oh yeah! almost forgot that you CANNOT VOTE FOR YOURSELF!!!!! and i emphasize this thoroughly. let the voting begin!

 oh yeah. only one vote per member. no changing names to vote twice.

BRI-LA

SKY LIGHTS-12am

Andrea bolted upright in her bed and glanced at the clock. 12:00AM. She felt like she’d just been smacked by an angry wave of… what?
This was the 13th night in a row that she’d been forced awake by this strange wave of nothing-ness. She lifted herself slowly from her bed then stopped. The room was silent, she now realized, very unusual for a Chicago weeknight. And it was too dark. Bright light pollution no longer spilled through her apartment’s window, just an eerie, blue glow. She crept cautiously over to the window and nearly fainted from what she saw.

AMNESIA-2:37am

He didn’t know where he was. He could barely remember his name. Glancing at the sky he saw the summer morning sunlight just beginning to peak out behind the skyscrapers. Two things dominated his mind, pushing away all other thoughts, memories, or knowledge. The first was his dream, which continued its constant replay in his head. Sprinting, chasing something through a eerie blue haze. It had been dark and fuzzy, yet there was still a sense of razor edged clarity to it all. Goose bumps still covered his skin and his breathing was ragged. He had been having the same dream…

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SERAFINA ZANES-LA

DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME—12pm

Kirby was having another chasing dream. Third one this week. He pursued a blurred figure though in the blue darkness. Caught up. Pounced. Slashed. Attacked.
Kirby jolted awake then. Panting, he looked across his dark room, lit only by moonlight filtering though the skylight. A digital clock hung on the opposite wall, blue letters announcing it was 1:01 a.m. That was weird. Usually he woke up at—
A reminder was written on the calendar. Daylight Savings Time came to Broken Arrow Oklahoma on November 4th. Today.
Which meant Kirby had, like every night he had the dreams, woken up exactly a minute after midnight.

GRADUATION-11:35am

Rex Greene fidgeted in his ugly red polyester robe as he stood listening to a boring speech in the Bixby High School field. The valedictorian whined on about how fondly they would always remember this school, and Rex had to stop himself laughing, focusing instead on the tassel hanging from his unbelievably uncomfortable hat. It was blurry, just an inch beyond the lens of his glasses, and his eyes were squinted half shut anyway, against the obnoxious noon brightness in the cloudless Oklahoma sky.
So instead of reflecting on how “Bixby High was a friendly gateway into society”, he thought about Melissa and Jonathan.

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AMY-LA

WHAT THE?-12am

Nicole julted out of bed after waking from a nightmare. The clock read 12:00.
“Uh, midnight. I have to go back to bed, I have a geometry test tomorrow.”
It seemed like forever before Nicole gave up on tring to go to sleep. She went downstairs to get some water when she noticed something, everything was blue.
“What’s going on? This isn’t possible. I’m still dreaming.”
The clock still read 12:00. Nicole was about to panic. She went to see her older sister, Lynne. Nicole went into Lynne’s room.
“Lynne is still sleeping. I’ll just- hey, she isn’t moving. Lynne ALWAYS moves in her sleep.”
Nicole went to touch Lynne, and screamed. Lynne was as cold as ice. Nicole ran to her romm. The clock still read 12:00.
“When will this nightmare end?”
At that moment, the clock read 12:01.

WIERDNESS-12pm

“Hey Yvonne. I like you’re shirt.” Amanda said as she was about to sit down at her lunch table.
“Hey! I am not a know-it-all!” Yvonne yelled at Amanda.
“I didn’t say that! All I said was that I liked you’re shirt.”
“I Guess I did.”
“What?”
“You asked if I read your mind, and I answered you.”
“I never said that. You ARE reading my mind- I gotta go!”
“What was that about?” Zack asked as he sat down.
“I have no idea…” Yvonne answered him.

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SOPHIE-LA

THE FREAK HOUR-12:01am

“I must have been sleeping” Drew told herself again. But that’s not what, um what was her name, oh Ya, Jessica had been saying. This had been the 13th night she had woken at 12:01 with wet clothes and her shoes on.
The phone rang right then. Drew knew who it was, Cassie. She was Drew’s Best Friend and she had been have the same dreams but with a boy in them who Jessica in her dreams had referred to as Flyboy. This just keeps getting weirder.
She picked up the phone and said, “I had another.”
Cassie took a shaky breath, “Me too.”

THE CHASE-12am

Josh kept a steady pace he was much faster than this Jessica girl. She had some sorta light in her hand and had tried to hurt him last night. So, tonight he would have his revenge.
He could hear when she fell a new she was unable to get up.
Ha ha. Here is my chance. He thought to him self.
Lord, was he hungry. He needed her pain to feed him. She was nothing but his prey. She had no one to save her now. His stomach growled knowing it’s next meal wasn’t far away.
Excited, he swiftly went in for the kill.

THE MEETING-11:55pm

Jonathan Couldn’t wait to see Jessica. She was still his girlfriend. And he always would only have one hour a day with her.
Stop thinking about it. He told him self as he, Melissa, and Dess reached the meating site.
“Oh My God,” Melissa said “come out here and give my a big hug!”
“What? Who is it?” Dess asked.
“It’s me Dess . Who else is allowed to give Melissa hugs?” Rex Greene said, as he walked out of the forest. “You haven’t gone soft on me have you?” Rex asked Melissa.
Oh great! Rex is back! He thought. “Hello, Rex.”
“Hello, Jonathan.”

LONGING FOR THE BLUE-11:57pm

It was almost time for the blue dream. She thought happily as she drifted to her window.
She hoped her friends would come back in this dream, and hopefully not, what had they called that big cat, oh ya, psycho-kitty.
She had found comfort in these dreams up until last night, when her best friend, Beth has disappeared. For some odd reason she had come to the decision that it had something to do with her dreams.
She sat down on her bed quietly as she longed for that thread of hope she still had in the blue time.
Right then, it flashed.

HUNTER AND PREY-12am

Though Alice Ran and ran she could still hear the thoughts of her attacker. She was Prey and he was going to kill her.
Lord, she hoped not.
All she could do was keep running. As fast, furious, and speedy she could get.
She had been running for about fifteen minutes when she fell and knew she couldn’t get up. He had caught up to her and she was sure to die. She could hear her attacker’s thoughts on how to go for the kill. And before she knew it he was next to her.
OMG! It was her boy-friend.
Suddenly she was flying!

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LIZZY-WA

ELIZA-8:15am

The halls of West Seattle High were packed with kids. They always were on the first day. Eliza was shoved into her locker. She turned around and pounded on it until it popped open. Lockers weren’t her thing. A guy slammed into the locker to her left and it swung open.

“Nice techni–” she sputtered to a stop. He was covered in tridecagrams and metal. She almost choked. Apparently the Midnight Chasers were back in town. Second time this month. Like Sean couldn’t handle it himself. Eliza took the sense-missing guy’s shoulder and put on her slyest smile. “Hey. I’m Eliza. Follow me.”

PREPERATIONS-12am

“Idiosyncratic,” she whispered to the screw. She sighed. Alex had been reading all night and midnight was almost over.
“Hey Sydney. When do you think he’ll be done? Gosh, he takes longer than Rex.” Dess was by her side. She just shook her head. Ever since the news last night she hadn’t been able to get any sleep. “Are you done naming. We have to leave soon.” Sydney nodded and called to Alex. They were supposed to meet Melissa tomorrow at midnight. She was clear over in Tennessee and they had to take the bus. They were gonna have to start out immediately.

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LOTTI-LA

WAITING-11:59pm

Alexis curled up in a huddle of despair, one eye glued on the second hand of her alarm clock. Ever scince her mum died, the only thing that had ever come to comfort her was that wondrous bliss of the blue dream. It had come without fail at midnight exactly from the day they held the fueneral, and with it, that wonderful floating feeling. It was like any other superhero dream where she could fly, but more real somehow. The strange dark moon just erupted out of the sky, and time itself seemed to freeze, and she went, dancing over rooftops as gracefully as any bird.

HUNGER-12am

The dark moon rose, strangely luminous against the blue-tinged midnight sky. A dark shape crouched between two trees, half-hidden by the decorative bushes lining the road. Sam shivered with pleasure. The flame-bringer was easy prey without her acrobat friend. The lack of wind in the blue time brought the scent of her flesh close to him, and he crept a little closer. His hunger would be satisfied tonight.
He loved this part of the chase, the hunting. It felt so good, so right, even when that tiny part of him remembered being the hunted. When he used to be one of them.

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ALLIE-WA

UNANTICIPATED UNDERSTANDING-4pm

Alex couldn’t wait until midnight. Nothing could compare to the soft blueness and comfortable silence of the strange midnight bliss. One morning several weeks ago, Alex had awaken to a thousand screaming voices. Ever since, silence was golden. At midnight, the golden silence turned out to be blue. Walking home from school, a soft breeze played at the tips of Alex’s hair. The voices were subtle when no one else was around. But then she heard something loud and clear, a voice rising above the rest. I’ll be there at midnight. My name is Jonathan.

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STEPH-LA

TRAVLING-no time 😦

Beth stood waiting starting to get worried. It is 11:50 and they haven’t arrived yet. just then a thought popped in her head, “stop it we’re going to make it.” Good, I need to see Jess again I miss her.
The car stopped in front of her.
“This better work. If it doesn’t and I get hurt. Who knows what I’ll do.”
“It will take 3 days to get back to Bixby.” i still don’t know why i’m doing this? Mellisa thought to herself.
“I must admit i have never tried to turn a “normal” person into a midnighter befor.” Rex spoke up.

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thats all of them!

 -Co-Prez OUT! :mrgreen:

CHASING MIDNIGHT WEREWOLVES HELP

CHASING MIDNIGHT WEREWOLVES HELP. were gonna help Scott. but were gonna make it a contest.

heres how it goes:

  • rite what you think should be the first page of CHASING MIDNIGHT
  • it has to be under 104 words (multiple of 13, and about how many words are in each first page of all the Midnighters books)
  • must be original work (which doesnt make any sense cause it kinda has to be)
  • you have to state the chapter name and time
  • uuuhhh…has to make sense

so thats about it. just put it on your comment.

by the way. the prize will be a top 2 face rank (1 or 2 depending on your current face rank) and a permanent title of your choice. as long as it is not Co-Prez. rite away! hehe.

 Co-Prez OUT! 😈