You're so beautiful... {creepypasta}

Days Last Forever Now

I sit there in my last period band class by the base drum staring out the window. I totally miss my queue from the band teacher. He says my name to get my attention and I look up at him. He rolls his eyes since I do this so much. He starts of with a couple beats so I can get the feel of the music. The thing is, I've played this song so many times I know it by heart.

I hit the large red drum and hear the rest of the band start to play along with me. I look out the window instead of at my music or the teacher. With a sigh I stop playing so the band teacher can help the other instruments.

The drums don't play too often. Even though were like the heart of the music. Keeping a steady beat and maybe speeding up once or twice when the music gets more exciting. I feel like we are the thing holding the band together.

I stare out the window and start to think. I've been doing this a lot lately. Ever since I started reading that creepypasta book on wattpad I fell in love with the main character. I've found myself thinking about what I would say if I ever saw him. Although he is supposedly fictional, I can dream.

Even if he were to try to kill me or my family I know I would still tell him the three words that have come to mind whenever I picture his flawless face in my mind. I have seen drawings of what people think he looks like. Most of them look the same but he couldn't possibly look that adorable. It must be more realistic.

All I know about him is from fiction. I found myself looking at the creepypasta website. I'm just too scared to click anything. He is one of the only ones I'm interested in. Most of the others scare me.

I do accept the most popular ones but some of the others just plain scare me. I know that if they ever came to kill me I would not be able to say anything like I want to say to him. But, if they asked me if I had a last wish. Then I would tell them. I want to see his face. I want to see Jeff's face.

"Excuse me" I hear the band teacher say again. I look back at him and sigh. We play the song a few more times before we pack up and I get ready for next hour.

I grab my stuff and walk out the door. This feels like its gunna be a long day. I can feel it. Long days usually aren't good for me. I don't remember once having a good long day since I read that book. All I do is think now. About him.

I walk out the school doors and look for my grandma's car. Once I spot the small silver vehicle I start to walk my way through the new fallen snow on the ground. Wisconsin weather sucks. It hasn't snowed like this all the way until February. I wonder if Jeff likes the snow.

I open the front door to the car and we start to drive away. I pull out my phone, even though its not activated any more. I unlock the screen and start to read the book on wattpad. I can't read this during silent reading time at school. People would probably make fun of me.

Although maybe people wouldn't even look at the screen of my phone. Maybe I'm just being paranoid again. That's another thing, I've always been a paranoid person. I've always walked into rooms and pictured the absolute worst thing that could happen. I scare myself so much that I have to leave the room.

Im also afraid of the dark and being alone. People tell me that those are stupid fears and I need to get over it. Now all I do is sit in my room with the lights off, alone, and read. The other day my step dad asked me if I was praying to Satan in my room. I shook my head no and laid back down.

We pull up to the empty feeling building that I call my house. I grab my school supplies and open the car door. Walking up the icy sidewalk and up the black stairs where the paint was slowly chipping away, I open the door to the house and walk in.

I quickly walk up the stairs to the second floor so the dogs don't jump on me. The first thing I do is make my way into the bathroom. I look in the mirror at my dull black hair and boring brown eyes. With a sigh I take out a hair tie and tie my hair back. I splash some water in my face. I've had such a long school day.

I walk to my room and open the door covered with Japanese kanji symbols that I drew when I was bored at school. I walk in and close the door. The light is already off so I just head to my bed and sit down. I would take a nap but my mom said I can't. She said that I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep if I did. I LOVE SLEEPING. It's one of the only things I do aside from reading. Of course I could do it again. I set my alarm clock on my phone and go to sleep.