ya know, high school SUCKS! Your sitting in class 2 minutes, 2 MINUTES before class ends, the teacher decides to make on last stupid-no-one-will-remember lesson. finally looked at the clock after...what, 2 hours?! 3:29, the teacher went silent for a second to write something down on the chalkboard. All i could hear was was the clock ticking, tick tick tick, and the sound of that stupid, noisy sound of the pale white chalk on the dark olive green chalkboard. the teacher turns back around she starts to speak, "so everyo-" RRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING... l slam my hand on my desk and get up to leave the classroom, "Did i say YOU could leave, Natalie?" And there it was, i thought this was gonna happen. Miss. Magi called me out for the 50th time this week. she.........hates.........me SO MUCH! I mean, i look different. Here, let me explain.
I have sharp teeth, some how i got sharp teeth when my WHOLE family has regular, human teeth. Black hair, i got that from my dad. Heres another wierd thing, I only have pupils, but there not normal, there streeks of black, like black ink being smudged. I know wierd right. not thats just my face, my clothes are more normal. I wear a off-white colored turtkeneck, a white long jacket, black shorts that arent that long, white socks the go a little above my ankle and red shoes.
Im finnaly getting up to leave. When i exit the class room the teacher slams the door shut an inch away from where i was. But i could hear mumbles, i couldnt hear every word but i heard the words "stupid monster". I mean, MoNsTeRs arent real... like, COME ON! get some sense knocked into ya. like do i have to report this to the news reporters and tell them they have to make a live anouncement that "monsters" arent real!? Anyways, i was finnaly at my locker. I grabbed everything i needed. And when i mean everything, I mean EVERYTHING. Checklist going in my head and everything and start heading out the doors of brookland high for unique ultimates(no we are not in danganronpa) and by unique ultimates i mean ultimate home designer or ultimate dumbass or my ultimate, the ultimate mafia leader. usually i walk home, and today is another 90 degree weather day in brookland. I cant stand the heat so i have to take off my jacket and shove it in my backpack(book bag or whatever you call it) and keep walking...
I finnaly make it home and open the door. and of course im greeted with my 6 year old sister Leana. "Hi Natalie." I past her like i didnt even notice she was sitting there. i slightly looked back, making sure my head isnt turned. Leana looks at me and frowns. Then i noticed... she was home ALONE. shes 6, she had a babysitter when i left, and no ones here looking after her. the house was silent, no foot steps, no voices, no chopping of food, no nothing. I turn around and look at Leana, "Leana, wheres you babysitter...?" "She left a little while ago. She said that she needed to go see someone." I look at her, And she knows the babysitter messed up. "Leana, Did she walk..." "N-no. she just walked in drove off in her car." At this point, I've gone wide-eyed looking at Leana. "That bastard." I closed my eyes and as soon as i open them, leana is hugging my leg and looking up at me with teary eyes. "did i do something wrong?" "no Leana, no." I push her off and go up to my room. I close the door gently so Leana doesnt get worried that im mad at her. i place my computer down and go into gmail. There was actually an email by someone. It was my teacher. "great." i said silently even though no one was with me. i open it and read it.
dear 10th graders,
reminder that your essays on globel economics has to be turned in today by 12:00 a.m sharp or earlier.
crap. I forgot that we had this assigned LAST WEEK.
i go onto the assignment and start working. Then
I felt something. A presence. flick flick BOOM. the power had went out. Then, Something was glowing. It wasnt my computer screen. but it was coming from behind me. I look back. and.....