Into The Void

Chapter Two

I walked into school anxious for it to end even though it just started.
People stare at me it curiosity of who I am.
Who is that freak, I heard a girl say.
I turn my head to see who said it, and I wasn't surprised.
It was one of those popular girls who live for over priced makeup and jocks. I turned my head back, and getting a spit ball in my hair in return, so much for trying to have a good day.

Right when I was gonna get up in there Barbie faces, the bell rang. I walk up to the teacher's desk, grab a bathroom pass, and walk to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, I try to take out the spit-ball out of my hair. I try to detach my black curl from the soggy paper, but my fingers keep moving my hair.
Before trying again, a pair of soft hands touched my frail hair and easily removed gum from the the soggy paper that came out of my hair.
I turn around to a girl throwing out the spit-ball. The girl has caramel-brown hair that is now stuffed into a light purple beanie.
I murmured a thanks and quickly walk back to class.
~Time Skip~
We school was done, I cleared my locker, and step outside of the school. Right when I stepped out, rain started pouring, and wetting my hair,clothes,and smearing my black eyeliner.
"Really?" I asked the sky

"Do you hate me so much?" I asked.
I groaned, and just walked home thinking about towels, and hot cocoa. When I got home, I see my mother sleeping softly on the couch with a cooking channel turn on.
Because I live in a upper apartment with my mother, my eidetic hearing gives me too many headaches.
I pick up a blanket, and gently place it on my mothers body.
I walk to my bedroom, and listen to two girls the live downstairs gossip about boys and other girly stuff.

" Ooh, that blonde boy with the green eyes is cute!"

"Yeah! So, did you hear the Riley got a nose job!"

"OMG!! I did, she looks...okay?"
These girls can go on and on, but I don't have anything better to do. While listen to those idiotic girls talk more about their social life, I hear a whisper.
Go to the woods, go revive me, Go to the woods.
The woods?

The woods the place I would would always go to escape those voices, but now they want me to go there directly for them?

Oh Hell No! I am not dying today!

I pull the sheets from my bed, and wrap my body in a blanket cocoon.
Could this day get any better?