Vanished

Chapter 1 That Guy By The Pole

Have you ever felt like you were the most loneliest person in the ENTIRE world?
Well, I feel that way now.
My arch nemesis Isabella Watson, literally invited my entire school to her 17th birthday. And you can already guess who wasn't.

I'm in my sisters room scrolling through my phone, disgustedly liking pictures of all of my friends having the "blast of their life," and that kind of made me feel bad.
So I decided to make myself feel better by drawing on top of my roof.
I had my purple blanket, by strawberry lemonade, and leftover Godfathers from last night.

The sky was a bright shimmering violet, with an ocean of stars riding their waves across the horizon. The Milky Way, standing tall and winking at every human faced its way.
And I drew.
I drew until it felt like my hand was going to fall off, but I did anyway.
Pretty soon I completely dozed off.
I started to see a vast land of flowers, stretching across all 30 acres we life around.
Then, I heard extremely loud chittering noises. I look up and saw the biggest butterfly that anyone in the universe could ever see.
It was calling me name, louder and louder every time.
"W-what the hell?"
"MOLLY WEBER. YOU ANSWER ME RIGHT THIS INSTANCE."
I then saw a bright light, and my brothers face over mine.
I jumped.
"WOAH!! Michael I told you not to do that anymore. How did you even get up here?"
"I used the ladder dummy. You're breath smells like cheese by the way, and your drawing is unbelievable!!! You rock sis! But now your breath..."
"Well what do you expect doofus I just woke up."
I yawn in his face so he can move.
"Ew! Gross!!"
He climbs down the ladder and runs in the house.
"MOLLY!!"
I jumped, startled again. It was my auntie Jess, standing with her hand on her hip with the meanest face anyone could ever muster.
"What do you think you're doing up there?? And did you take the pizza out of the fridge? I was going to give the rest to your papa, he was looking forward to it."
My stomach drops as I stare at the empty pizza box sitting next to my side.
"I accidentally ate it!!"
"How do you accidentally eat something? You know what never mind, come on down and get ready for school."
School, the second place I officially hate with a passion. The first is the bathroom at home because there's always pee on the toilet seat and it smells like shit from the cat, and we can't get ride of it since we can't actually find it.
A secret in the family household.
I climb down the ladder and rush inside to my room to shower.
My heart drops again as I remember my study buddy today is Hayden Hill.
My life time crush, the sexy bystander in the popular crowd, the tall guy of the school, every girl's dream. Well, my dream.
"Let my put on my smell good soap, you never know what might happen in the study room."
I have bad habits of speaking to myself.
A few minutes later, I leap out of the shower and change into my flower shirt, my yellow sweater jacket, my purple scarf, my black beanie, my slick leggings, and my purple vans.
I take care of my hygiene and skip breakfast.
Michael looked as if he was shocked.
"WHY ARE YOU SKIPPING BREAKFAST YOU'RE GOING TO DO HORRIBLE IN CLASS TODAY!!!"
"I'M GOING TO BE LATE!!"
I yell as I run out of the door into my aunt's car.
"Molly I know you've skipped breakfast, so I brought you a banana and a granola bar."
"You know me so well."
I laugh as I gobble my food.
Another thought comes to mind, and that's the fact that I'm probably the biggest nerd at my school. I'm the lead student in my Quantum Physics class, and I've had all A's since I've started high school.
I wish I wasn't as smart, because I have no friends at all. Well, except one. A best friend.
Her name is Chelsea Dailey. We have the same IQ, so I get along with her pretty well.
"Molly wake up! You're here."
"I didn't even know I fell asleep. I love you, bye."
I ran to the doors of my school, Buxing Littleton, and hurried to my class.
As I open the doors, I hear,
"Wow she actually looks cute today."
And the class giggles. It was Isabella, or Bella for short.
"Yeah, and your personality is still ugly as ever, so are your nails that you've had on for 4 days."
The class died laughing, and Bella and I both got detention by our teacher, Mrs. Winter.
This was the first time in a long time I actually felt noticed.
"Molly, sit down. You're 20 minutes late. Log in at the desk and come get your detention pass. You too Bella."
Today was already turning into a storm.
The rest was a breeze.
In the cafeteria there was a major food fight. I dodged a slimy donut slicing it's way through the air towards me. I wore this outfit just for Hayden, and I'm not letting it go to waste just because of a donut.
Detention went by quick, Isabella making dirty looks and my giving her the finger every once in a while.
I ran to the study room after school, popping a breath mint in my mouth. He was helping me with social studies, because I'm terrible at it.
As I walk in the room, I see him and Katelyn Grenawalt sharing kisses.
She winks at me, as Hayden pulls the blinds down not even looking my way.
I couldn't deal right now, so I walked out of the building trying to hold back the tears.
"Yeah, that guy's a fuckboy."
Some guy said, with light blonde hair, dark blue eyes, and a sleek leather jacket and pants with timberland boots. He was standing by a nearby pole.
"Oh, I know you. Didn't you flirt with like half of the girls here?"
"Rumors are powerful aren't they."
He steps 3 feet too close to me from where he was standing.
He was a little cute honestly, but I laugh and walk away. Not knowing if he was trying to hit on me or not.
"Wait a sec, how did you know that-"
"I saw the whole thing."
"Makes sense. Sorry, my cries are ugly. You wouldn't care anyways"
"Or would I? Maybe he isn't the right guy for you."
"I'm not falling for your tricks mister. I need to leave."
"Wait, what's your name?"
"Molly Weber," I say with my back turned. "What about you? I continue.
He was gone. He just vanished literally in thin air!
"Hello?? What the hell dude. Where'd you go?"
"...Follow... Me...."
A raspy, indistinct voice called out. And so I did. I always had a sense for adventure.