Frantic

Sorry, I've gotta be quick!  This week has been a stressful bad one for me, my brother, and some of my closest friends, and we have to take every moment we can to split between schoolwork and friend therapy.  My biggest stressor right now is the short story that I have to write for Creative Writing.  I had a week to do it, but my brain only allowed me a little less than two days.  That's when it decided to actually come up with an idea that I can work with, since that's its favorite thing to do: wait until the last minute to provide something good.  So thank you, brain, now I have to kill myself to make it happen!  But ideas like this are almost always worth it. 

Here's the one-sentence synopsis:
A homebody college student with latent anger issues gets caught in the middle of a strange family vs. family war.

For the sake of further explanation: A college commuter is working on typing a paper when the side of her house is blasted into oblivion.  She's chased by a maniac family shooting at her, and learns that they think she belongs to their rival family.  She has to go to an Oracle-type place to prove that she has no family ties to their rivals, and on the way, the other family catches up with her, thinking her to have betrayed them (obviously, another misunderstanding).  When she finally gets to the "Oracle" and submits her blood, it reveals her as the destined mediator between the two families.

The story will also be filled with action sequences, character development, an unexpectedly helpful neighbor, and possibly a scene where the main character has to get the map to the "Oracle" from one of the maniacal family members.

This will be an interesting journey indeed.  Less than seven hours and counting...

EDIT:  My math skills have struck again.  If I had seven hours, my class would have been at five in the morning!  That should have been nineteen hours and counting!

Now I'm finally finished, after a late night and a lot of determination.  Thank goodness!