The Day I Met You

Chapter 4: The Note

I let go of her and looked into her watery eyes. "Are you sure? Do you think..." she stopped. She looked around the house at every window, running through the halls in a panicked commotion. I yelled through the halls in a slight whisper, "What the hell are you doing?". I didn't hear an answer. I heard window after window. Does she know something I don't? It's all so confusing. Some random note appears and all of a sudden she's gone mad. There's something going on. All of a sudden, the noises stop. No windows closing, no footsteps, no breathing. Silent. I creep around the corner, looking for something. A clue. A hint. Anything to help me to find out what the hell is going on. I begin hearing footsteps coming from the car room as she enters the hall in a crying, panicky mood. "Are you o-" I began to ask as she came closer. "I'm fine." She said, cutting me off and stomping through the house. "Get out. Go somewhere." she began. "You need to leave, go far away from here. I'll be fine." she continued, in a scratchy tone. "Why? You won't be ok. I need to st-" she cut me off again. "No, you don't. You HAVE to go." she replied. "Ok. Just, don't do anything you're going to regret." I told her. I looked at her one last time and walked out of the door. I walked to my car, got in, started it, and pulled out of the driveway.

I'm headed to Silenthill High School. There's 6 periods. My first is Gym. The worst of them all. Second, Art. Probably my favorite. Third, History. Again, one of the worst. The last three are just, no. I live about 5 minutes from SHS (Silenthill High School), so I have no reason to be late.

I arrive at SHS and get out of my car. My friend is standing on the corner of the parking lot waiting for me, as usual, with coffee. Her name is Storm. (I'd die without her. My coffee is a serious need). I walk towards her, putting my car keys in my pocket and my bookbag on my back. "Hey!" she yells, happily. "Hey, hey. Crazy morning. Thanks for grabbing the coffee, I would have never of been able too." I explain, taking my coffee from her. "Aw, what happened? Want to talk about it?" she asked with a concerned tone. "No, no. It's ok. It's just some personal stuff." I say, smiling one of those fake smiles. "Alright." she replied as we walked into SHS.