Chapter 1: Andy: How I Got Here

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Anonymous asked:

Hey, sassyfrogfighter, what happened to you? All your content got deleted!

Sorry anonymous, but this is really important, both for me and kinda for you.

I just wanna get real with you guys. I'm typing this up in a locked room with armed guards probably planning to take me away to some horrible government facility patrolling outside. They've already neuralyzed my friends and family and this blog could be my only link to the real world.

I'm not making this up, I'm not having a go at you and I don't think I'm the only person this has happened to. I'm not saying they're coming after you, but that doesn't mean that they won't.

So, my real-real name is not sassyfrogfighter; I am sassy and I love frogs, but my real name is Andy. No last name for now, basic cyber-security. I'm fifteen years old, I was about halfway between tall and average, with tangled brown hair that looked kinda like a mix between a Beatle and a mushroom (Dad's words, not mine; I actually kinda liked it that way) that falls flat no matter how much gel I try.

I lived in Melbourne and until a few days ago, I was an average-ish kid in my second year of high school. Long story short, it sucked and I'm not going there.

Well, about a month after I started Year 10 something strange happened to me.

I woke up, got up to have a shower, looked in the mirror, and didn't see myself. Then I wiped the condensation off the glass, took a good look in the mirror for missed stubble and didn't see myself in the mirror.

Yep, I was totally invisible.

Not gonna lie, I screamed like a little girl then. I wish I could have screamed more like a man, but my voice cracked and it came out higher than I wanted. I stumbled back into the shower and slipped on the wet tiles.

I called for Mum and Dad, then remembered they wouldn't be home. So I shut up so my siblings didn't hear me, then snuck out of the bathroom, went back into my room and got myself dressed. School uniform, all perfect because I'm not a slob, but I'll admit I left the top button undone and I may have left my shirt untucked.

I know, I'm a rebel at heart.

All morning I was in shock, as I made my invisible hands tie my tie and watched my clothes fade out of existence as they touched my invisible flesh. Not hurt or in pain, just shocked. That dim, distant sort of feeling that you can still move through, go through the cycles of life until it all comes crashing down on you just how screwed you are.

I walked gathered my school things, made myself some breakfast and eat in silence, phone aside and window shutters drawn.

What had happened to me? Was a bitten by a radioactive chameleon? Wait, radioactive octopus (chameleons don't turn invisible) and I hadn't been recklessly experimenting with optical equipment. Maybe I had a trigger event?

I didn't know. And I still don't know.

No one could see me. Not Mum, not Dad, not my teachers or cussing Terrence...

It wasn't until I just closed the front door and looked out into the last warm week of the year before it really hit me. The shock wore off and the truth seemed so obvious.

No one could see me. So why go to school? Why should I go back to Terrence and his cronies? No more bullies, no more stupid teachers, no more homework.

Well, not for a while anyway. I could live with that.

I grinned and couldn't stop. I let out a small, hysterical laugh and I threw my school bag aside! Then I picked it up again because my laptop was inside and I didn't want to break it, but still.

Why not wag for the first time in my life? I could do...something, anything better then going back to school. I deserved it. So where to Sherlock? Stay at home and lounge around in my invisible glory? Or...go out. When was the last time I'd gone to see a movie or the museum or something fun? And it is a school day, so no lines or large crowds...

That sealed the deal.

I walked out the door and just kept on going. I stopped at the nearest tram stop and waited for the tram. Then I waited for the next tram because the first tram didn't stop for me. And when the third tram drove past, I just walked to the train station, hoisted myself over the Myki barrier and took the first train into the city.

It was the best decision I ever made! I went to Luna Park, snuck on the Scenic Railway, snuck into a screening of AVATAR: The Way Of Water and topped it off with skinny-dipping at St Kilda Beach. You have not lived until you've swam naked in the sea.

Feeling a bit wet and smug, I went home. Outside my house however, I saw a white minivan and people in grey suits walking in and out of my house. Waving strange blinking devices, carrying stun guns and batons and wearing thermal vision goggles. I'd seen enough sci-fi to know when something strange happens, a werid government organisation always shows up

I started backing away quickly, but not quickly enough because three guys in grey jumped me as I tried to sneak back down the street. Luckily, I fought back; I'm gonna skip over the details a bit because I wanna keep things PG, but it went something like this.

Andy used Hidden Power. Guy In Grey 1 fainted. Andy acquired the move Stun Gun.

Andy used Stun Gun on Guy In Grey 2. It was super-effective! Guy In Grey 2 fainted.

Other Guy In Grey used Mega Punch followed by Karate Kick. Andy ran way.

I jumped the fence, sprinted down the street and managed to jump on the first tram out of there. Changed trams twice, took a train, did some more running before hiding in a public toilet.

And here I am now.

It stinks.

Ok, I'm gonna stop here for a bit guys. Do you guys have any know-how about what's happened to me? If you do, please send me a message in the Ask Me A Question section (the Send Me A Message section's connected to my old school email and for some reason, Tumblr won't let me change it! Cuss you Tumblr servers!)

Will try to get back to you guys soon!

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