I open my eyes and I look around me. I was in the classroom. Did I have a bad dream? I didn't really know for sure.. all I know is that was very familiar to me. Did I dream up the rest of the lesson? I rub my eyes and look up at Mrs. Hickory. No no... it was all the same as before. The same lesson, I actually know the answer to this question.
"Keia!" Mrs. Hickory calls on me after I wake up, still being blinded by the light from the window. I guess I looked like I was taking a nap. "Could you tell us how to solve this problem?" I push my hair out of my face and nod.
"You just need to isolate the variable." I say. Mrs. Hickory smiles.
"Very good, Keia!" She continues writing and I return to my own inner thoughts. So.. what's going on here? I-
Autumn...
My heart sank. He left me- he left me to bleed out and die in the bathroom! That fucker! I start looking around, and in my panic, I had forgotten that Autumn wasn't actually in this class, he was in some advanced math class with his friends. So did I actually die? What happened exactly.. I went to the party, Autumn took me to the bathroom and he stabbed and killed me. I woke up here...
"Keia, what do we do from here to isolate the variable?" Mrs. Hickory required my attention again. I stare at the problem and tell her that we can move the radicals somehow, but I can't remember the exact method.
"You've got the right idea, let's talk about it" Mrs. Hickory says before diving back into her lesson. I wonder why she's so focused on me right now, maybe it's because I was asleep earlier? How does this make any sense...
YOU ARE READING
Keia
Mystery / ThrillerHow many chances do I have to get before I can get it right? Nothing ever seems to make sense. With each loop, I think I can figure out more about the world around me. It hurts to see my world go into flames and I have to try all over again. My name...
