Chapter Five

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Picture is the real description of beauty. I will be putting pictures like this from now on unless I have a different picture that I want to show.

Excuse the mistakes.

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Mal's POV:

That night when I was in room, I found myself thinking about him. He was a little weird to me. A random stranger in the woods. A totally annoying one at that.

I can't deny it, though, I felt something when our hands touched. I can't place what it was. And even though he was annoying, I couldn't help but be intrigued by him.

***

Today was Friday, thank God. I was tired of going to school. But that means that tomorrow was the day I had to go to that snotbag's concert. I was really not looking forward to that.

I woke up in the warm cocoon of my blue comforter. I've always hated mornings here because the house was always extremely cold.

I sat there for a while, procrastinating. A little bit later, I got up to put my clothes on. I'm not like the common person who picks out their outfits in the mornings, instead I always get my outfit at night before I go to sleep. It's so I don't have to be cold in this icebox of a house for very long. Today I wore my favorite plain, purple shirt with my usual ripped jeans.

When I went into the kitchen downstairs Vangess was already there on her phone and ignoring a full bowl of cereal.

"I think you're supposed to eat the cereal," I said.

Vangess looked up and saw me. She gave me an annoyed look. I smiled to myself.

I walked over to the cabinet and got the lucky charms down.

"Are you really wearing that outfit to school?" Vangess asked me once I was pouring the cereal in a bowl.

"Yep," I said.

"Well no wonder you're unpopular. You have no sense in fashion," she said cooly

"You mean the uncomfortable-looking pieces of rags?" I asked.

"They are not rags," said Vangess. "It's couture."

"For sure," I said sarcastically.

"Ugh."

I continued to eat my cereal until I was completely finished. Then, when I was done, I put my bowl in the sink and walked out of the the kitchen. I grabbed my backpack from its usual spot by the door. I got my keys to my 2008 blue Hyundai Elantra and went outside.

When I got in my car I started it and and drove to school.

***

At school, today was a normal day. Which was good.

Mia was sick today, so I didn't have to worry about her. Her pack didn't show up, either. Probably because they'd look like lost puppies without her.

After school, I sat on the couch in my living room contemplating whether or not I should go see Ron. I mean, he's a random stranger that I stupidly gave my name to. What if he's a rapist or a serial killer? What if he's a serious hacker who could find out all of your information by just knowing your name? What if he's some easily-attached, abusive psycomanipath?

I don't think he is any of those. He seemed like a nice person, and he has a pretty attractive face. But, what if he's dangerous?

I guess I'll just have to find out.

Half an hour later I was walking through the woods trying to find the place that he said he would be. The thing is, I don't have photographic memory and I haven't walked that far out in years, so I got a little lost.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 29, 2017 ⏰

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