Let Fate Decide

Chapter 4 ~Alyx's POV~

Okay, so I've been having these dreams. They're really confusing, and at first they didn't seem to have a purpose. I've had the same dream for a while now, and since I've started having the stupid visions, I've stopped getting the proper rest I need. Anyway, about the dreams, they're always the same exact one, and it's almost like an illusion or hallucination. Every time I wake up, I'm soaked through the core with sweat, often times more sweaty than track practice in ninety degree weather. It's kind of gross, I'm telling you. I've given up on my nightly showers and switched to morning showers. No one wants a sweaty guy at school, especially one with a good record of being clean in speech and organized. Nowadays guys at school are all messy and have an extremely dirty speech, colorful language, potty mouth, whatever you want to call it. Guys in high school have also recognized personal hygiene, so I definitely don't want to be that one guy.

Every time I wake up, I'm reminded of the hell I leave when I awaken. That dream is a sleeping hell, and I've started to lose more sleep every night. It's starting to wear down on me, and I can feel it. I can see it, too. I've started to get light purple circles under my eyes, and my step mom is getting worried more and more. "Mom, you don't need to be worried, it's just a dream."
"No, son, it's not just a dream if you're losing sleep because of it. I have every right to be worried about you, now make sure you get to the bus on time."

Mom had said those words this morning, and I guessed something bad was going to happen because she always tells me that she worries on bad days. I've learned from her. I love being home and napping, but with these visions, I've been doing as much as I can to stay active, which meant I've got to be outside more. Anyway, I got on the bus, ready for school. I met up with Mandy, my high school sweetheart, and the day officially started. When the day officially started, I simply couldn't wait to see who would challenge Mr. Shields, the Sociology instructor during eighth period.

After what seemed like forever, I finally made my way to my eighth class. I met Mandy in the hall, and we both walked in together. In her fragile voice, she asked me, "So, who do you think Mr. Shields will pick on today?"
"Not sure, but I think it could be that new kid, Belial."
"True, but I hope he doesn't pick on me this week."

The conversation quickly ended as we sat down in our seats. I shot Daniel a glance and a smile, and we both gave a small wave to each other from across the room. On the marker board, underneath "Today's lecture is:" is written GHOST in our instructor's favorite color: blue. I was excited as Mr. Shields began teaching, and after around ten minutes, Olivia stood up. She was immediately targeted, and their debate began.

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Hi guys! I hope you really like this so far, because I am! I'm also really sorry about the extremely short chapters, they will be getting longer as the story progresses. Plus, each character's POV will NOT be an individual chapter, I just did it this way so that each character could have his own individual introduction.

See ya later!