School of Hell

Chapter 4

Drake P.O.V.

Like I said before, I heard a noise coming from the coat closet. But the next one was more pronounced, as if someone wanted to be heard. Amy and I jumped at the sound of it.

"Uh, should we check it out?" I said sheepishly.

"Do you want me to?" Amy said with a tired sigh.

"Yup, right on."

"Ugh your such a baby."

"I'm your little baby though." I only said that to make her smile! But apparently she didn't find it funny. I wonder if I made her mad. I just don't understand women sometimes.

She slowly got up and picked up my cellphone for light. Suddenly, another noise erupted from the closet. And with that noise, the door creaked open. Amy stopped, and the both of us just stared. The noise stopped, along with the door. We stared there for what felt like hours. After a while, Amy decided to check it out. Man, I wish I were that brave.

She got to the door, and pushed it open all the way. The only thing in the closet was two pairs of shoes. For some reason they looked exactly like me and Amy's shoe sizes. I wonder what made that noise. Maybe Amy was right. I was probably being paranoid.

She picked up the shoes so we could see them more clearly. They were actually pretty modern looking.

"Omg!!! These are so cute!" Amy said looking at the girlish pair. They had a pink, glittery stripe on the side and the rest of the shoe was a whitish-gray color. The other pair had a blue, leopard pattern stripe on the side with the same whitish-gray color.

"Yeah I kinda like that blue pair." I said.

"We should so try these on!!" Amy said.

"Alright, I guess." I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling about these shoes.

Amy P.O.V.

The shoes are adorable! But something about them is bothering me. I mean, why would there be two pairs of modern looking shoes in an old abandoned school? It's at least 100 years old! The shoes look like they're brand new!

I guess it wouldn't hurt to try them on.

"I'm gonna try them on." I told Drake.

"Okay, can I try the other pair on?"

"Sure." I said while handing them to him.

Even more weird, the shoes fit perfectly! I feel like they fit too perfect. They feel so right on my feet but my mind says otherwise. I get the feeling something bad will happen if I do take them off. So I decide to leave them on.

Drake finally got his pair on and I think he looks pretty hot in them. I've fallen hard for him. Were nothing alike, yet I feel like I've known him for years. He understands me most of the time, and actually listens to me. And he's so sweet. Ok enough of this mushy-gushy stuff. I don't know what's gotten into me. I mean I never talk about Drake like that! Something's off here.

It's still raining outside, but the thunder and lightning stopped. Drake is hopping around in his shoes. He reminds me of a bunny. Just like a bunny he's so cute and adorable. I wish I could snuggle with him forever. I've never really noticed how good looking he is. He's got dirty blonde hair that looks like sand on a beach. And his eyes are as blue as an ocean. Gah! What is wrong with me!

"Babe what's a matter, you look like you ate a lemon." Drake said with concern but mostly a teasing tone.

"Nothing I'm just tired."

"We can try and go back to sleep if you want."

Yeah sleep sounds nice.

Suddenly, my eyes got super heavy. I could hardly keep them open. I heard Drakes voice in the distance, but a blanket of blackness swept over me.