I shoot up quickly, gasping for air, and looked around. I'm still in bed. I'm drenched in sweat and when I looked in the mirror, the one hanging on my door, I looked scared. I didn't like that look. It was probably a nightmare, but I don't remember what it was. I shrug, it was probably nothing. I shouldn't worry about it too much.
Hello, my name is Rin. I'm 14 years old. My parents own a small restaurant, and I always help out. If you want to know what I look like, well here you go! I'm average height, I have dark hair that reaches almost to my waist, I have dark brown eyes, and pale skin. I space out ....a lot sometimes, I'm always daydreaming, that's what everyone says.
I'm already at school and the classes are already boring. I gave up paying any attention to them after 5 minutes. They day dragged on, the teachers still droning on about their lessons.
I snap out of my daze and turn towards the person calling me. "Yes, what do you want?" I look up, to see a boy standing by my desk. He has sliver-ish to white hair colored hair, with light brown eyes that are staring at me, and with a tan like he's been out in the sun a lot.
"Hi, Rin, I'm here to recruit you for my club." He smiles at me.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" I ask him.
He looks surprised that I don't know who he is. It's not like I pay attention to everyone's name. I don't even know half of my classmates name.
"My name is Jack, maybe that'll ring a bell," he looks hopefully at me. Like I might remember who he is.
"I'm sorry," I said apologetically. "I still don't know who you are."
"How could you not remember my name!?" Jack said in shock. "I've been in you class for a few years!" He recovers from the shock and asks politely. "I want you to join my club."
"Why don't you want to go? It's a good place to learn self-defense." Jack continues talking.
While he's busy, talking about the importance to learn it. I stand up, grab my stuff and leave the classroom. I am already done the hall. When I hear him shout, "When did she leave!?"
I hear running feet coming towards me. I'm already down the stairs when I hear the running stop. I look up to find him at the top of the stairs.
"You must join my club! Your life depends on it." He looks at me with determination in his eyes.
All of a sudden, my history teacher Mr.Smith, comes running toward us, and he trips. But, before he face plants the ground he does a front flip and lands on his feet. "Rin! You must join the club!"
I frown a little. Why, all of a sudden does everyone want me to join a club? What's so unique about it? "I already said I don't want to join. Why do you keep insisting that I join?" I demanded.
"Because, your life depends on joining our club!" Shouted Jack and Mr.Smith in union.
"For example," said Mr.Smith. "I would've face planted the ground if I didn't join the club." He says matter of fact. Jack nods his agreement.
By the time he says that, I'm already gone. I'm walking home when they realized I left
"I found out who wields it," said a man hiding in the shadows. "It took me awhile, but I finally found her. I'll take the power that's inside of her when she leaves the school building." He smiles to himself when he hangs up. "That power shall be mine."