King Of Yokai [Main Erma AU]

The 'First' Week

Elliot POV

Monday

Terry said Erma was a freak, but he didn't say that before. usually he would call her out on her powers and call her weird, not a freak. Maybe I'm looking into this too far. I was interrupted by the screech Erma made due to being bugged by my friends on the test. I have lived through for soo long school is useless to me. I have more knowledge and a higher IQ than anyone in this town. I rolled my eyes as Terry wrote 'Skreee' on his paper for question #4. I didn't bother correcting him anymore, as it would have no point.

Tuesday

I stood outside of recess, watching Erma float over the jump rope. "Oh come on! That's cheating!" Amy says, as usual. My mood was killed and I had no energy to do anything. God, I wish I could get out of this sorry ass mood I'm in, but that's not how emotions work. I'm rather thankful I'm not broken yet. Even if I feel like I'm getting close to.

Wednesday

I was over at Erma's because she would invite us after school to watch The Ring. Of course I'd go, cause I always would cherish the moments with Erma, even if I find the movie dead and bland now. I guess Sam, Erma's father, saw my dead look, and asked me what's wrong. "Is something the matter?" He asks me. The only man I could call a father in most of my resets, I wish I could tell him, but I respond casually. "Nah, Just tired. Didn't get much sleep, is all." Sam's look makes it hard to tell if he believed me or not, but he bought it anyways, or left the topic alone as he nods his head, and walks upstairs. Erma seems to feel something wrong, and snuggles against me. Her warm body against mine makes me feel a lot better, and my genuine smile comes up. I rest my head on Erma's lap, and drifted to sleep.

Thursday

Today was the usual. Ms. Bierly hands us all an assignment for today, and Erma freaks Amy out by turning her head 180 degrees. I quickly finished my paper, and rested my head to kill time. I could have sworn Ms. Bierly gave me a concerned and worried look, but it could have just been her reaction to Erma.

Friday

I didn't like this day, cause Connor gives Erma a flower that wilts, but she kisses him on the cheek. I usually have to set him straight between Erma and me. "Listen here, Connor. Erma is my girl, got it?" I gave him a threatening glare. "G-g-got it E-Elliot." He responds.

Saturday

Erma looks in a Salon mirror, trying to cut her hair, but no matter how short she cuts it, it grows back to its original long length. I give Erma some comfort. "There there, Erma. I think your hair looks beautiful the way it is." Erma blushes and gives me a hug. I hold on to her tightly.

Sunday

I was down in the basement, in my laboratory. The thought had occurred to me of Terry's different choice of words at the beginning of this week. 'If Terry's words changed, even if its a small, miniscule change, then who knows what else changed here.' I had thought. I brought out my trusty old Timeline reader and booted it up in the master computer. Something shocking happened, and my timeline reader blew up. I flinch in shock at the small explosion that it caused. "Well, that's new..." I said out loud. "Which can only mean something is either majorly different, or the timeline itself is corrupted somehow." Although, a third option is presentable, I'd have to see what it would be first. "Another trip to the library soon then." I shrugged.