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Erron's eyes started to open. He woke up, but not in his house. He was in his old high school. He blinked a few times to check if anything is alright with him. He then glanced at the school.
„What in the good lord is happening?!" – he thought while slowly standing up. Then, he looked again at the building.
The building of high school was modern and very well taken care of. It had a huge entrance with a parking both for students and teachers. He slowly entered the school, but before he reached the door, he looked around. Void. There was no single soul in his eyesight. „Why am I here? What's goin' on for Pete sake?! Where's Ahri?" Erron thoughts were running fiercly and he had his mind black because of this situation.
He then entered the school. He was greeted by familiar looking corridor which was always full of colours. „God... that corridor experienced everything. I remember Jayce and Draven arguing 'bout girls hah." – thought Erron. He turned back only to be greeted by first person in school. It was his old teacher, Malcolm Graves.
„Mr Graves? It's good to see you after all these years." – started Erron, but he quickly was pinned to a wall by the teacher. „What the-?!" Graves quickly covered his mouth.
„What are doing here?! What years?! I've seen you one hour ago! Where is your lesson huh?!"
„Mr. Graves I ain't goin' to school any-''
„SILENCE!" – yelled Graves. „TO THE CLASS NOW!"
„Umm... yes sir?' – replied dumbfounded Erron. Teacher walked away and left Lawton alone on the corridor. „Where can I have lesson now for fuck sake? I'm not a robot to remember my old schedu- Wait! There's a big one on the public school board! I'll check it... or maybe I should walk away?"
Erron was really confused. He started walking to the board, when he missed a mirror. He decided to take a good look at himself and he froze. He was.... in his high school uniform. „What the...?!" Now Erron was confused even more. He decided to check his schedule. „I should have... History now. Good... perfect! I'm late on my favourite subject back in my school years" – thought Erron with an irritation on himself. He quickly found a correct classroom and he entered.
Teacher went somewhere but everyone was inside and all of them were staring at Erron. He shyly took his place. Ahri was sitting on his right and on his left was Jayce. Before them, Shenny was writing something on paper. „Probably notes" – thought Erron while studying Shenny.
„Where have you been? It's not typical for you to late on history. Especially.... History." – started Ahri. She was wearing cute green skirt with red tie. Her hair was beautifully did, and she was moving them from side to side. Her fluffy orange tails were out and hugged Erron, what made him feel pleasure.
„I... don't know Ahri. I'm sorry.."
„It's okay" – replied Ahri. „Talk with Jayce... I need to do something." – she then turned around to write something in her notebook. That was weird. Ahri never did any notes from lesson. Especially... history
Hey Jayce by the way!" – he quickly handed him his hand but Jayce ignored him. „Huh? Ey buddy are you-?" Jayce suddenly punched Erron in the gut. He collapsed on the ground, coughing. „Jayce! What the hell?!" – yelled Erron. Jayce then got closer to Lawton and kicked him, this time in face. Blood started to cover Erron's face.
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The razor's edge
FantasyFollow the story of Erron Lawton - the well known DJ, knewer of weapons and friend. His story is told by himself to Mag - a young man who was somehow by Lawton seen as a worthy man. Read the story to find out more about mr. Lawton I do not own photo...