An Honest Attempt at Writing (OSC)

Prologue • EIM 0 [PART 1]

[Sanitizer's POV]

I looked behind my back as a small crowd of around 4 people were attempting to help me get back to my dorm. I sighed and continued to walk, speeding up in an attempt to drive them off. As I turned my head, I heard them discuss amongst themselves. Of course, it was the usual things they say, typically being something along the lines of 

"Annalie so damn pretty, how does she not have a boyfriend yet? " .

Well, about that, I honestly don't know myself. The only time I remember having an admiration of some kind was during 7th grade, in which I would constantly stare at this one guy. To be fair, he was essentially the only guy without a bowl-cut, and he was also pretty kind. I snapped back to reality and attempted to walk more consistently, so i wouldn't lose balance. While I was reminiscing of my past, I noticed the crowd of admirers had left. I whispered to myself 

"how the fuck do they even get along when they know they all like the same damn person?" 

 It was a genuine question i have had in my mind for quite a while. Once i reached my dorm, I quickly unlocked it and closed the door behind me, which has been a habit of mine that is hard to break. I sat down on the floor, and began to daydream of the past. More specifically, 5th grade.

(ooooooo time travel sequence author please edit this out later)

"Hey Sani, have you ever thought of the possibility that you could have been kidnapped before? Like..."

Her voice trailed off as she continuously rambled about her weird obsession with alternate realities where random sequences of things that we have done once could change the entire world. Although I'm sure those thoughts were actually interesting ones, the way she kept bringing it up in conversations that wouldn't have given me existential crisis' otherwise was getting annoying.

"Mhm.. yeah."

I said, barely focusing since I was in a hunched position, my arms holding up my face

"Ah. Okay."

I stopped hunching, straightening my back. Usually, she would have kept on rambling about whatever was in her head. This didn't feel right to me.

"Tori, are you ok?"

I asked her, hoping that she would say yes. Tori has been my friend for almost my entire life, and... I call her Tori since that's her actual name. I... don't exactly know what object she is, either.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Why are you asking?"

I paused for a second.

"Hah, no reason."

She chuckled, then began to talk again. I smiled, but I think I hear- 

oh shit

(TIME TRAVELING BACK TO PRESENT WOOOOOOOOP TELEPORTATION NOISES BTW BTW THE TWO "OH SHIT"S ARE THE SAME ONE)

I think I hear an alarm clock.

oh shit

I hurriedly grabbed my phone to stop the alarm, realizing I had forgotten to turn off the alarm I set up for my group project meeting. I said to myself

"Okay... I should probably manage my alarms while 'm at it!"

I scrolled through the thousands of alarms, deleting the unnecessary ones.

"Why the actual fuck do i have this many alarms..."

I realized that having over 20 unused alarms was probably a sign of bad management.

"... I think this one should be the last."

I closed my phone, before panicking and realizing I forgot to check the time.

"Shit shit shit sh-"

I mumbled the curse under my breath as I opened up the phone

"... Yeah i should probably sleep now."

(idk how to write people going to sleep future author please add)