Nicholas

Chapter 1

It was a Friday before spring break. It was lunch time and everyone was rushing into the cafeteria like a pack of hungry wolves. I look around for an empty seat and since most people were already out for break there were a lot of empty spots. I see a boy sitting alone like I was in the cafeteria, He was looking at the clock. I looked at him again and realized he was staring at me. He had sad, tired eyes . I saw Damien the bully, walking towards the table that this boy was at. I was scared that this bully was gonna go pick on him for being alone like he always does with me. Ever since my friend passed, I was alone so, I was a main target for bullying. Especially by Damien since I have no one to protect me anymore.
"Hey Damien don't you see that kid right there?" he turned around and looked at me with an annoyed expression.
"What kid?"
"The kid right there, sitting all alone" I pointed to the boy who was stilling staring at me with this sad expression.
Daimen looked where I was pointing, he looked confused, then looked back at me.
"There's no kid there, Nelly I think you might be delusional"
"My name is Nicolas"
"Whatever Nelly" he smirked 'cause he used that nickname to insult me, he thought that nickname was dumb so, he uses it to call me dumb. He turned around and sat down at his little friend's table. They all were laughing and hi-fiving each other, they all hated me.  I looked at the boy again, he was still staring at me. I see Alessandra walking towards her own friend's table. She was one of the people that tolerates me and would be considered a friend.
"Do you see that boy right there?" I pointed to the boy again, I hoped that she could see him and I wasn't imagining him. What she said scared me.
"There's no one there, Nick you're probably just imagining things again" I looked at her and she was telling the truth. I fell softly to the ground holding my head and ears. She put her tray on a table and put her hand on my back
"It's okay Nick, he's probably one of your hallucinations, he'll be gone by tomorrow" I looked up at her she was probably right, I got up and looked at the boy one last time. Then, headed to the lunch line. After I get my lunch I look where the boy was, he was still there. I tried to ignore him, but it was hard. I kept looking at him and seeing him staring at me with his tired sad eyes. It made me wonder why he was there, it made me wonder why nobody else could see him. I saw the boy get up and walk towards me, I got scared and closed my eyes, I waited for a few minutes before opening my eyes up again. He was gone. I looked around the cafeteria for him, but he was nowhere to be found. The rest of the day I looked for him, I couldn't find him, until I started to get on the bus. I saw him standing on the sidewalk staring back at me. His eyes looked more tired and sad than in the cafeteria. My eyes widened, the girl from earlier came to me and asked
"Nick what do you see?"
"It's the boy again......" I replied
"J-just ignore him" she stuttered. She was getting very worried about me. She looked out the window to see if she could see the boy too. She looked everywhere, she couldn't find him. She frowned. She wanted to make me look less crazy then I already did, but it was no use. I looked at her and then the boy. I did that a couple of times, then I just sat down and tried not to look at the window. 20 minutes passed, and I was at my house. I got off the bus and ran to my porch. I waved goodbye to my bus driver like I usually do, my bus driver waved back then closed the door of the bus. I waited for the bus to get out of sight then, going inside, I walked slowly into the living room. Then, I dash up the stairs to my room. I put my bookbag down onto the floor. I flopped myself onto my bed and felt empty inside.
"Great, just what I needed right now..." I turned onto my left side and layed there. The emptiness was getting worse by the minute. I grabbed my bookbag and started my homework to try to distract myself from it. It kinda worked, but not enough. I grabbed my phone and headphones so I can play my music while working. I listened to music and did my homework for about 2 hours,
"Good thing I actually did it" I mumbled then, sighed. I felt better after doing my homework. I continued to listen to my music, then, I realized I could draw. So, I grabbed my sketchbook and started drawing. I did this until my mom came into my room.
"Dinner sweetie" I looked up at my mom and smiled.
"Okay Mom"
"Today we're having your favorite"
I gasped "spaghetti?!"
My mom smiled and said
"Yup" I set my sketchbook down on my bed and went downstairs quickly because I was really hungry. I saw my mom smile at me when I grabbed a plate, I grabbed the kitchen utensil. I scooped a big glob of spaghetti and my mom chuckled.
"Save some for the rest of us!" she smiled. I looked at her and smiled but kept my spaghetti, dad was not paying attention. "Hey Dad whatcha doing?", He looked up at me then looked down. I saw a knife in his hand then, saw the boy behind him. He always kept his knife on him even when he wasn't actually using it. It scared me but I never said anything about it. The one thing is why does he have it out now? He wasn't eating anything that he needed it for.
"Is something wrong boy?"
"Huh? Uh n-no. I'm fine."
My dad tightened his grip on his knife knowing I was lying but said nothing. I sat down and started to eat my spaghetti, the boy behind my dad never left. I tried to not look at the boy but it was so hard not to look in his sad tired eyes, they're almost like my friends eyes, blueish green gold. His eyes wouldn't stop making contact with mine every time I looked at him, it was scary and weird to see him. After I finished my dinner I looked up behind him one last time at the boy, the boy never left. I ran upstairs to my room to take a little break from the boy.