Chapter 2

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Never in my life have I felt so out of place. And trust me, I don't do well in parties or public gatherings.

It's funny how I remember how much I suck yet I don't remember any of the important details. It's like, to the universe, the only important detail about me is that I'm a loser.

I sigh inwardly. Why is everybody so mean to me!

Like for example, the first thing an alien comes and says to me is that "I am an abomination." Come on! Don't polite people exist on this planet? I could do well with some greetings at least.

"Don't grumble you biped." It pokes me on the back with it's tail.

"What do you expect me to do! This whole situation is so strange! Let me stomach it for a moment, " I retort.

"How can you eat a situation?" It speaks curiously.

What the hell?! "No dammit, it means to fully comprehend what is happening."

It wags it's tail. "Your language is stupid as you, " It replies.

This stupid creature!

"Grrr.. " I gnash my teeth.

"You're grumbling again. "

"Oh, shut up!"

Where is he even taking me anyway? Not that I know the neighbourhood; it's a different planet!

"Gosh, I really can't remember anything." This is so frustrating. I look for any items that I might have on me to get some more details about myself.

...

Jesus, just thinking that makes me feel so dumb. I bet it's an evil plan concocted by a higher power. The universe is playing a prank on me! Yes that's what it is.

But, I already tested. This is reality. Then, maybe it's not a prank but divine judgement?

Anyway, let's not get carried away. I rummage through my pocket and grasp at something.

"Aha!"

I pull it out. It's my wallet. Opening it and there's my handsome face! Behind it, there's a card... Oh, it's my school ID card. Here I look so much dumber. Official photos have no charm at all! I shove it back in behind my cool picture. As for other stuff, I have a few other cards, not that they'd come in any handy. There's most likely no currency exchange on an alien planet for human money. Also, a few notes and some change.

What, am I broke or what! This won't buy anything better than a dozen eggs! How much does Mom give me for pocket money? Is she a miser, or am I a spendthrift?

I exhale rather loudly which ticks the alien off and I just jeer at it.

"You're annoying, " it says.

"I feel like I hear that a lot."

I begin shoving my wallet back in my pocket, when I stop. I take it out and take out my school ID card again, making a mental note not to look at that dumb picture of mine on it.

"Whoo, alright!" I say to myself.

Now I can at least introduce myself to people. Ahem, so here it is! My name is Jordan Ramsey. I am eighteen. That's all the meaningful information I get out of my broke wallet.

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For the time being I'm being escorted to some place by the hideous creature I just met. It looks like an insect kissed a demon and bore this hellish thing. Its face looks a lot like a mantis, it has scary looking appendages, though it moves only it's tail normally. It has chicken legs, but not tasty looking. To begin with, it's not cooked, and secondly, it only has the bends resembling a chicken leg, other than that it's scary and menacing. The whole body is a blackish red with some parts greenish and it has some sort of clothing- rather armour donned making it seem even more otherworldly. Unlike the body, it is completely black and shining. Yeah, it's definitely armour, though I think it resembles the cloth I wrapped around my palm, but seems like it's harder. Well, not that I care about it's fashion.

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