Chapter 6- Fool

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Once the prompt in the story occurs, I recommend playing the music. It helps to get in tune with what Chase hears. Plus, it's a blast from the past. Which is always nice.
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{Chase}

Students started coming in one after another, there were a lot of them, so to accomodate the numerous amount of students; Red practically made multiple of himself with different identities and faces and multiple of the bus.

I asked Red what would happen to the parents that came as well, and from what he told me, basically the other dimension had a whole entire town with hotels nearby that they could rest at.

We didn't need to worry about the students and normal humans though, it wasn't a big problem for them to see 'some' things.

They would eventually either get their minds wiped at the end of the trip, or their minds would obscure it and fabricate an entirely different memory to scramble up the truth.

Or something to that effect, which, to be honest is actually quite terrifying. The only way for them to remember is if they were to be fated to have some sort of association with our side of the world. Just like I did eventually.

A Demigod's and a Lunarian's presence, if we don't want it to, will never be recalled by human memory.

As Red put it, essentially we could control our own information and any information we don't want being spread, never will.

Curious as I was, I put that to the test. The moment the teachers arrived, I tried to see if I could make them recall who I was while information about my name was obscured.

They knew my face, but they had a hard time recalling my name until after I told them what it was.

Satisfied with my results, I eventually got my name registered on the list as present. And the wait began.....

After half an hour, many students started arriving and eventually went to form their usual cliques.

May Wood and her cheerleader friends, then Asher Laurier and his small circle of jocks that would seem like trouble but are smart, yet they don't do much to apply it.

And of course, friends of Trey Green. Thankfully there were only a few of them. And they were the less shitty ones, which I was thankful for.

I took a look around and saw some faces even I've never seen before. Strange, have I just never noticed them? I wasn't sure how to put it into words, but there was something off with them.

There were three of them, I was sure I had never seen their faces before; but perhaps it's just me? I wasn't sure, maybe they truly had been around and I just never really saw them. Stuff like that does happen, after all, you can't expect to remember every face that you pass by. It's just these particular faces were ones I would definitely recall.

The first one was this handsome blonde guy, with a light academia style going for him. He's rocking a beige jumper, paired with some classic chinos. The overall look is polished and sophisticated, with a touch of vintage charm. His hair is neatly styled, slightly tousled, and naturally sun-kissed blonde, giving off that effortlessly cool vibe. And when it comes to his energy, I think of a golden retriever— friendly, warm, and always ready for an adventure. He's got that infectious enthusiasm that brings a smile to everyone's face, at least from what I see. Very charming I'd say.

He's managed to gather a crowd for himself- having already gathered a group of girls hopelessly infatuated with his looks and cute smile.

And he's not the only new one that's made everyone go crazy. Leaning on the side of the bus, was a fierce and stylish lady, with curly hair that cascades down her shoulders. She's rocking this black leather jacket that's studded with shiny metal accents, giving her an edgy and rebellious look. Her confident stride and piercing gaze commanded attention wherever she goes. And that glowing complexion of hers was akin to the rich tones of freshly watered soil; and like the earth, she was clearly full of life. She had this vivacious attitude that meshed with her cool attitude.

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