The Diary Of My Imminent Doom

Chapter 5

A/N:

Hey everyone! I don't have much to say in here, so I'll just let you get on with it.

But I just had to add Akarnae in here! Don't worry, I won't give any spoilers. If you have read Akarnae, though, PM me! I'd love to rant on about it! And the events of Raelia...

The tension escalates!

10/8/15

Dear Diary,

Nothing is happening! Apart from today and school, I've been slowly dying of boredom. Adrian has started being more of a, well, there's not really any words that are rude enough for him. Peyton has begun his TOD behaviour. David is still strange. Rebekah is still hot. Kaci, Ross, Jason, the flock, Ella, a horde of preppy teenage girls and I are still going to that concert thing tonight. Such fun.

"Gazzy! Hurry up! Your friends are here!" Nudge yelled. I covered my ears.

"Nudge! I'm right here! You don't need to shout," I muttered, walking out of my tiny murder room. I always leave the window open, and the curtains flutter, and its creepy as all get out. The lounge is right across from my room, so I just go straight ahead. Max, Fang and Iggy were talking to Kaci, Ross and Jason. It was creepy, they actually looked sorta similar. Max and Kaci both had blonde hair, same with Ross and Iggy, while Fang had black hair and Jason's is dark brown. Oh no.

"Whatever they told you, it's probably not true," I blurted. The all grinned.

"Oh, we didn't say anything bad. Not at all," Iggy grinned. Does anyone else find that misleading?

"We just talked about some...things from the past few years," Max winked.

"Like the whole cat thing? And the restaurant thing, and the walk in thing, and-" I cut Kaci off.

"Okay! I get it! I'm an i***t," I raised my palms. I'm guessing you want the stories now, huh? Well, the cat thing. So, I got this cat about two years ago, and then, soon it disappeared. Where did it go? Apparently the neighbours cat died a week or so before I got mine, and she thought my cat was her cat, and gave it food. That food was better, I guess, so my cat imitated her cat, and stole her food!

The restaurant thing. Fang, Iggy and I went out for dinner one time, and Iggy had just gone to the bathroom. The waitress came up and commented on what a lovely couple we were. She said Fang was lucky to have 'such a unique young lady'. Then when a waiter was bringing our food over, he hit on me. Fang and Iggy sure got a kick out of that. And lastly:

The walk in. Oh, god, I wish I could bleach my mind. See, I wanted a snack, as you do, and walked into the kitchen. To see Max and Fang making out. It was seriously mind wrecking. So I covered my eyes, spun around, and walked right into the microwave. My nose started bleeding, and my face was still covered by my hands, so I ran into the bench. Then I face planted, opened my eyes, and, dunking my face in boiling, soapy water, I slithered down onto the ground, writhing in agony, while Max and Fang were cracking up. I guess my eyes were sort of bleached. Gah, the irony.

"So, we're coming with you," Max said. I groaned.

"Yeah, my seventeen year old brother is just who I wanna hang around," I grumbled.

"All goods. So, are we ready-?" Nudge squealed. Oh dear. What now?

And then the horde of teenage girls came running in.

It was like a mob, I swear. There were about fifteen of them. They kept talking and screaming and I would rather watch the Human Centipede than go through that again.

"Okay! Everybody listen up," Max yelled. No one did. I chuckled.

"Max, my naive friend, you're doing it all wrong," I tsked, then mimicked a loudspeaker. "EVERYBODY SHUT UP!" That did it. They all froze, and turned to me.

"As great as your screaming is, I really don't wanna go deaf any time soon, so we're gonna go. Nudge, you and your friends can walk, since there aren't enough seats in Dr M's car. We'll see you there!" I explained. They all restarted their noises, and filed out the door. I slammed it shut behind them.

"Phew. They're gone," I sighed in relief. Max gave me an approving look.

"I've taught you well," she observed.

"I know," I grinned back. The drive was only five minutes. Since it was a six seater, Jason, Ross, Kaci and I were squished in the back.

"Well, this is comfy," Jason commented, laying back over the rest of us' knees. Kaci shoved him onto the floor.

"For you, maybe."

"Did a waiter actually hit on you?" Ross asked.

"Yes," I spoke through gritted teeth.

"And did you really faceplant into the sink?"

"Yep."

"And did you really-"

"Oh, look! We're here! I guess we'll have to ask questions about me later!" I exclaimed, and jumped out of the car. I heard the others snickering.

"So. This concert..." I trailed off. Jason smiled nervously.

"Well, about that. It doesn't actually start until like, four hours from now. So I guess we have to look around first!" He clasped his hands together. I facepalmed.

"Okay. I have no idea where to go, or what to do, so-" Just then, Nudge and Ella and Angel, along with their mob, sorry, friends, came in view. "Abandon what I just said. Initiating, Operation: ACSGAAC." The others gave me weird looks.

"Operation: ACSGAAC?" Jason asked.

"Avoid Crazy Screaming Girls At All Costs," I explained. They nodded seriously. I turned to Max, Iggy and Fang.

"You lot coming?"

"We'll just walk around on our own, but Iggy will," Max said, shoving Iggy towards us.

"Why thanks, Max. It would be my absolute honor to go with the fourteen year olds," he deadpanned. I grabbed his arm.

"Shut up, we need to go before they get here! So run like hell," I said, yanking him in the direction of the doors.

"Gazzy! Where are you going?" I heard Nudge shout. I cursed.

"New plans, split up and meet in...Barnes and Noble!" I yelled. They nodded, before taking off.

"Let's just hide out in there for a minute," I suggested, nodding to the toilets. Yeah, they probably wouldn't follow us in here. I hope.

"I don't know where there is, but I'm hoping it's a Victoria Secret modelling agency," Iggy commented as I dragged him inside. See Diary? This is where I get my brain from. How am I still surviving?

"Uh, sure," I replied. He groaned.

"The bathroom, Gaz? I can hear and smell the pee more than you, remember?" He complained.

"Then I'm glad I'm not blind," I muttered. Y'know, I always wondered how Iggy went to the toilet. Did he feel for the bowl or something? And all those times he's handed me food...he better wash his hands properly.

"I actually needa go, so I'll see you later," he said, walking into a stall. I wandered around the corner, and took a seat on the couch. Bathroom couches. I'm really living the life, eh Diary? I blew air out through my cheeks. I'm not a very patient person, Diary. My foot tapped. It made such a noise that I didn't hear the other footsteps. Yes, you heard me, other footsteps. An arm wrapped around my throat, and I gagged.

"Who-" I spluttered, before the offender covered my mouth. Somehow, I didn't think biting it would be a very good idea.

"When I let go, don't scream, or your friend dies," the voice said. I'm guessing they meant Iggy, who was still peeing. Thanks for being here for me, Ig. I nodded, and the person released their hand. I twisted around in my chair, and looked at them. It was a guy, around Iggy and thems age. And he was seriously attractive. Before you start asking questions, Diary, I like girls, as I'm pretty sure I've established in, well, every entry I've written so far. But this guy was like, wow. I mean, even if you didn't like either gender, you'd still find this guy hot. He had weird amber eyes, and black hair. I'm not going into detail, because y'all would think I was an obsessed stalker, so I won't.

"Do you remember Itex?" He asked. His voice was really...musical? I dunno. It was strange.

"Um, yeah," I replied.

"I'm going to warn you, because I think warning one of the younger ones is rather fun, yes? No one believes them, they turn out to be right, the villain wins."

"Okay. Go ahead," I said uncertainly. He chuckled.

"Something bigger than Itex is coming. Bigger than Doomsday. Bigger than the Remedy," he intoned. I nodded.

"Yep, sounds great. When should I be there?" I asked. His eyes twinkled.

"You'll soon see. Until we meet again, Gasman." With that, he strode off. Well, that was vague. I mean, couldn't he have been all like, 'hey, Gaz, I'm gonna destroy the world in two days! Have fun in the afterlife!' Then I would at least know when. But nooooo. All I get is, 'Something big is coming'. I mean, not even Fang would be that vague. And that's saying something. Just then, Iggy walked in. WHAT THE HELL IGGY CAN'T YOU SHOW UP TEN SECONDS EARLIER WHEN YOU'RE ACTUALLY NEEDED?!

"What'd I miss?" He asked obliviously.

"Nothing, Ig. Nothing." We headed 'round the corner to where Barnes and Noble was. The others were already there. Kaci was pointing at a bookshelf.

"Ross, stop being such a wimp! I dare you to read it," she exclaimed. He shook his head fearfully.

"No way, man. You're so obsessed with it, I don't wanna be like that." Then he spotted me. "But Gazzy will! Right, Gaz?"

"What am I doing?" I asked. Kaci jabbed a finger at a book.

"I dare you to read it. Then I can talk to someone about it," she said. I shrugged.

"Yeah, whatever. I don't back down from dares. Ar-kay-ny? What's that?" Kaci sighed frustratedly.

"Ar-kah-nay. Take my copy. We've got four hours. Chop chop," she made cutting motions with her hands.

"You want me to read it by the concert?" I gaped. I can't read that fast.

"Trust me, it's an easy read. Sit," she pointed to a chair. "And read it." I obliged. What else could I do?

"Meet us in the food court once you've finished." I frowned, and opened the book. What did I have to lose?

Four hours later, I was sitting there, staring at the pages, with a stupid grin on my face. Kaci was right, it was a fast read. I was already three quarters of the way through it. Jordan is like, my new idol. He is legit like me and Iggy. He is the same age as Iggy. Creepy. And Aven...Yeesh. The concert's two hours, so I can probably finish it before it's over. I put my head down, and went back to reading. Once I turned the last page, I let out a sigh. I yawned, stretched, and stood, grabbing the book. I exited the store. Woah. When did it get so dark? I froze. Crap. Where was the food court? I looked up, and saw a giant arrow. Guess what it read underneath it? Food court. My life is complete. I ran in that direction. Holy crap. The food court was empty. All I could hear was a thrumming sound. I slapped my forehead. The concert! I backtracked. Which way...Follow your heart, Gaz. Well, if I did that, then I really wouldn't be leaving the food court. The music was coming from...the left! Let's run randomly in that direction and hope for the best. As I turned the corner, the noise got, like, 20 times louder. Right. I saw the others dancing like idiots. Kaci saw me first.

"Hey, Gaz! You finish it?" She yelled. I did a thumbs up. She pumped a fist.

"Yes! Okay, now: what if I told you there was a sequel?" I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Are you saying there is a sequel?"

"I'm not saying there is or isn't a sequel. I'm asking what you'd think if there was," she replied. Okay, I'm starting to lose this conversation.

"Well, if there was a sequel, it would be cool," I said slowly. She grinned.

"And what if I told you that this sequel was coming out in two weeks?" Her grin widened.

"Stop! Is there a sequel or not? If there isn't, you better get ready to run..." I trailed off.

"Raelia," she said simply. What? What the heck is Raelia?

"The sequel is called Raelia," she clarified. My jaw dropped.

"Oh my God! Yes!" I squealed. I can't believe there's a sequel-hold the phone. I squealed. Squealing is for mice, or little puppies, or, I dunno, anything that's not humans. Okay, maybe preppy teenage girls squeal. Not nearly teenage guys. Kaci was watching me with a smirk. I shut my mouth and stood there in silence.

"Anything else you wanna comment on?" I didn't reply.

"Positive?" She pressed. Still no answer.

"Alright, Gazzy. Whatever you say-or don't say, in your case." She went back to talking to Jason. I glanced up at the stage. There was a pause while they swapped bands. There was a girl who looked vaguely familiar, a super short red head guy, and...woah. The last guy was really tall, really muscly, and had super strange hair. It was black, with this silver streak going from the front to the back. Jeez, I'm describing everyone in way too much detail today, huh? The girl yanked the microphone out of the other person's hand.

"Okay, so I got dared to sing a song, and I don't back down from dares. So don't blame me if I suck," she said. Ross paused in his conversation.

"Is that...Nevaeh?" He gaped, staring at the stage.

"Gotta be," Kaci muttered.

"Why is she singing?" Jason asked.

"She literally just explained-"

"Hey, Gasman. Others," David strolled over casually. This freaking guy. Can't he let me enjoy my weekends in peace?

"Holy cripes. You look like Jack Frost," Ross exclaimed. David winked.

"Hey, no objections there. All the girls like him, so it's all good, yeah? What do you think?" He turned to Kaci, his eyes twinkling. She grinned.

"I'm internally swooning. Believe me," she seemed to be holding back a laugh. What the heck?

"See you later. The shrimps are delicious, by the way." He turned and walked away, maneuvering his way through the crowd.

"See you later! The shrimps are delicious," I mimicked, and Ross snorted. Kaci scowled.

"Come on guys, he's not that bad," she reasoned. I nodded seriously.

"No, you're right. He's worse," I said agreeably. She threw up her hands.

"Why do you care so much, anyways? Do you like him?" Jason asked. She slapped her forehead.

"No, he's my friend-"

"More like boyfriend," Ross crowed. She glared at him.

"Puh-lease, Taylor. I think we all know about your thoughts on Nevaeh," she smirked. Ross' mouth dropped open.

"Don't act like you don't," she sang.

"But-but I don't!" He sputtered. I raised an eyebrow, unsure who to defend. I met Jason's eyes.

"I dunno who's side to take either, man. I'm on the fence." The speakers started blasting.

"Wait, wait, shut up. This I gotta hear," Ross held up his hand, cutting off Kaci, and listened to the song. His eyes popped.

"She's actually doing it. Oh, man, this is hilarious," his face contorted into a weird half laugh half disbelief sorta thing.

"YOU dared her?" Kaci accused. Ross flapped a hand.

"Well, yeah. You gotta admit, seeing Miss Spunk the Grump sing Uptown Funk is pretty damn funny," he reasoned. I snickered.

"Miss Spunk the Grump? Where did you pull THAT from?" Kaci asked incredulously.

"Oh shut up," He muttered. I tuned out their bickering and focused on Nevaeh's singing. It was actually half decent. Not amazing, just decent. I searched the crowd for Max and Fang. Hopefully Iggy had found them, so I could tell them all about that strange whacko guy from earlier. I shoved my way through mass numbers of people, muttering apologies.

"Sorry, excuse me, coming through, sorry!" I yelped as someone grabbed my shirt. I looked up at the offender. Girl. Dark purple hair and lighter eyes. Hot. Hey, I told you I'd shorten the descriptions.

"Watch where you're going," she said mildly, not angry in the slightest. What the heck...

"Sorry, ma'am," I mumbled, before rejoining the crowd. Something about her was really creepy. Well, more scary-like. But still. The others were dancing by the front of the stage. Badly. Oh lord. I barged my way towards them.

"Yo, guys! I have something to tell you!" I shouted. Max stopped her dancing.

"Yeah?" She asked loudly. I nodded. She motioned for the others to stop, tapping Iggy's hand. I took a breath.

"Well, when I was in the bathroom, this guy came up to me, and he said something about something bigger than Itex and Doomsday coming," I explained simply. Max shook her head.

"Gaz, it's after the apocalypse. No one wants to destroy the world anymore." I groaned in frustration.

"That's what he said you'd do! No one'll believe me since I'm the second youngest! I'm nearly thirteen, Max. I know what I saw!" I yelled. She opened her mouth, but I continued.

"If it was you or Fang, or even Iggy, you wouldn't hesitate. But since it's me, you don't. Even Angel has more leverage than me! I'm sick of it!" I shouted. Max raised her eyebrows.

"You didn't mention Nudge," she pointed out.

"I'll bet you think she;s more trustworthy than me any day," I said evenly. Max narrowed her eyes.

"Gazzy, Max has looked after you since you were a toddler. Don't you think you should be more grateful?" Fang interjected. I looked at him in exasperation.

"You only trust Max, and that's because you can make out with her whenever you want! If she left, you wouldn't care about the rest of us." Oops. I gulped as his face hardened. That may have been too far, but hey, I was angry, alright? They've never listened to me.

"Okay, then. Go live on your own for a couple days. See you tough it is surviving in the slums. What we did for you when you couldn't do it for yourself," Fang said. Max sent an uncertain glance his way, but didn't argue. That's how much I meant to them? Wow, guys. Gee, thanks.

"I see how it is. But when he shows up, don't say I didn't warn you." I stalked off back to where my friends were. My actual friends. Ones that cared if I made it through the night. But when he does come, Max will regret not listening.