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What Do You Want From Me

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-Hey, slow it down
Whataya want from me
Whataya want from me-

Dark gray eye forced themselves open, trying not to nod off into the world of dreams. Thick brown curls covered the dark eyes.
A red tongue slipped out from behind lighter colored lips, in order to soften the lips with saliva. A second later the lips rubbed together to get rid of the extra moisture.

Other teenagers in the room were finding new ways to entertain themselves but with no luck, Then, the door to the room opened to reveal another Student.
He was in the same year but was stupidly tall. He was thin but well build, which, showed in the white dress shirt and black pants that was the uniform. His hair was jet black and lay above his light brown eyes. In his hand he held a small blue book, the use of which was unknown.
He scanned the religious class till his bright eyes fell upon the gray eyed teen, he smiled and turned to the teacher of the class.
"Sorry," he looked for a certain  page in the book, upon finding it he held it out to the teacher "but I need to borrow Adam for a moment."
The teacher looked over the class.
Adam sighed, not even the teacher knew who he was.

Adam was nineteen, a genius with his science knowledge, To be fair, he was not talented. He just loved the subject.
His parents wanted to make as much money out of him as possible, so he ended up in Texas. Houston, to be exact. The down side was that he never could stand hot weather.
Hell, where he from, rain was the most common weather. Little bit of sun, rain, cloudy, rain, a bit of snow, being washed away by rain but that was the way he liked it.
He missed his home though, He missed Europe, he missed Britain and most of all, he missed England.

Adam stood from his desk, throwing his stuff into his bag on the way, and walked over to the other student.

That had been the first day Adam met David and the first day Adam started to get cold.
Cold? In Texas?
Adam did not see how it was possible but the following morning the English teenager woke up a little less over heated. He was still hot but not as before but after a week, he seemed to get cooler. The oddest part was that the temperature was still high, a little higher than before, in fact.
The worst part was at night. At night it was unbelievable cold, freezing, in fact.
After three week, Adam would shiver when he was at school, not out of fear or anything but because the windows were open to cool students down. Even with the Sun at its highest point, Adam was still cold.
Giving in, he got a Hoodie and a few jackets, even if, others looked at him weird.

People would ask the teenager why. Why would he wear something like that in such hot weather?
Each one got the same answer.
"Im cold."

Normally in times were Adam was confused, he would go to David but the day Adam wore his hoodie in school for the first time, David was not in.
Rumor had it that David was ill and in the hospital from the continues coughing.
Adam did not visit the tall student. Not because he did not care but Adam was getting pale, his skin had been becoming milkier and milkier till it turned white and the shorter teen could not bring himself to burden the other teenager with his illness but then other people started to get sick in all kinds of different ways from pains to throwing up and everything in between. Till the night.

That night Adam could not hold himself still, the pain in his left thigh was strong but not shape, he added pressure to it, the pain seemed to subside. He smiled.
The English teen grabbed a roll of duct tape from his droor and rapt it around the pain and to his surprise, the pain was more bearable from the pressure but being that the body can only feel one area of pain at a time, Adam came to realize that the same spot of his other thigh was painful too. He covered that area too, then his left lower leg muscles were also in pain, then his right but it did not stop there, his upper arm muscles were in pain too, along with the space just above his wrist on both arms but then, out of no where, a sharp pain ran into his hands which caused his to fall to his knees.
The pain was somewhat similar to before, the pain from before felt like his muscles were growing at a alarming speed but this new pain felt like his bones were the ones growing.

Adam held his hands to his chest, hoping the pain would stop but it would not, then, after what felt like hours Adam felt an odd wet feeling on his finger tips, focusing his hands away, he saw that his finger tips were covered in blood and at the start of each nail there was a small curved line of blood.

The crimson liquid dripped onto the wood flooring but the teenager could care less.
As he stood, he swayed and after a few steps, collapsed on to the sofa.
Everything went black.

-Yeah, I'm afraid
Whataya want from me
Whataya want from me-
This chaper is just to get the begining out the way, so the next one WILL have a plot.

Chapter 2 [link]

Based on the song What Do You Want From Me by Adam Lambert.

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shisumi12's avatar
that is a great explanation as to why the hunter has ducktape on his clothes.