Awakening Chapter 1 Blurb

I need to write again, and I've been trying to lately. In my quest to finish Chapter 11 of a story called Awakening, I've been rethinking about some elements of the story and characters, ensuring everything makes sense, that I've caught up with the story in case I forgot anything, and that I'm still using the same language (it's only been a few months since I last wrote frequently but writing language can change a little in that short span of time!).

Videos, art, comics, forensics......but what about my stories, and writing? It's not really an easy topic to discuss or come up with ideas with outside of writing on my own time.

But, I'd like to write again, and why not share some sections and inside information with patrons? Seems like a good way to start.

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Blake's attention slowly drifted away. He'd been paying attention to the conversation, and he wasn't bored. But a strange sensation crept up his spine. He could feel the very hairs on his arms standing on end despite the coverage of a long-sleeved shirt. A chill coursed through his blood....and yet at the same time the feeling was still gentle and warm. He knew this sensation all too well.

But he dare not mention any of this to his friends.

A gentle electronic bell tolled away, catching the attention of all the students outside the school.

"Five minute warning, guys," said Cameron, who ushered his companions with a simple wave of his hand. "We'll talk summer plans later, yeah?"

The students began filing into the building, with the four friends near the rear of the crowd. But Blake had already slowed down, rapidly thinking of an excuse. With subtlety, he reached behind his back and carefully undid one of the zippers on his backpack. As if to reposition, he leaned towards one side.

A few moments later the weight on his back lessened, and a few books and notebooks crashed on the sidewalk behind him.

Blake spun around and stopped. "Shoot." He glanced back at his friends. "Hold on, I gotta pick up my things. I'll meet you in class."

Cameron and Amelia took little notice of the incident, but June gave him a brief thumbs up before all three of them disappeared through the main school doors. While a few students still remained just outside the entrance, Blake now had enough room to quickly gather his things, and then creep backwards to a secluded corner of the building. He shoved his things into his backpack, and scanned the grounds intently.

"I know you're there," he called out. "You can stop hiding."

But no one appeared. No one peeked out from any corners, nor did they slink out of any shadows or hiding places. Blake once again felt that unusual warm chill from earlier, much more noticeable than before. And because of that, he knew he'd been right. He lowered his voice.

"I'm not going to hurt you."

They must have understood his words, because Blake suddenly looked just left, near the side of the school wall. Yet no one stood there.

No one tangible, anyway.

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Protagonist Blake is a young and seemingly ordinary 13-year-old boy with a secret he keeps from everyone, even his own mother. Doubt he knows at this point in time that this little secret will lead into his hometown becoming a practical warzone. Hope that's at least a small but decent hook for this supernatural trilogy I'm putting together.

It may not seem like a lot of information right now, but I've got to take it slow just to make sure people are interested before I start throwing curveballs right off the bat! 

Read the whole chapter, and the other first 9, at Otterpop - Awakening - Wattpad if you're interested! I'd love to see a little support for my stories especially since I haven't had a chance to put them in the spotlight yet.