Lucky Strike

Missing..? (Sheena's POV)

I woke up feeling rejuvenated. I felt like a virgin. I still was one, obviously, my point being, I felt new to the world. Somehow, I always felt better when I wrote in my grimoire, but usually, it never was this good. There was more pep in my step today than I figured I would ever have in a million lifetimes. After eating a quick granola bar, I made my way outside for some meditation, even though I already felt so good, I didn't really need it.
Once I came back inside, I put some nicer clothes on, fixed my hair, put some light makeup on, and went outside to go explore Hillwood. On my way out the door, Nutmeg stopped me, demanding to be petted. She was a beautiful cat, light, creamy brown fur with emerald green eyes... And I just loved her to death! I stroked her a few times, and gave her a kiss on the forehead before I left. I met up and hung out with a lot of people who I would consider my friends over the course of around 5 hours, including Sid, Stinky, Arnold, Nadine, Helga (sorta...), Curly, and, of course, Brainy. But then I realized. There was a certain someone missing. A certain jinx named Eugene. The only person I needed to see every day wasn't there. The boy I love was nowhere to be seen. I asked others if they had run into him, and they all had the same reply:
"No."

Even though Eugene was bad luck, this was unusual. He loved being outside, and spending time with his friends. I was now worried. I checked with the hospital. He wasn't there. I checked his house. He wasn't there. Where could he be?? I ran home, trying to hold back tears. Once inside, I went to my room to cry. It was just like he had vanished!

"Sweetie..?" My mom called to me. She could tell I was upset. "Y-yes, mom..?" I sniffled, trying to suck it up. "What's wrong, honey? You just seem so... Down..." She inquired with great concern. "It's just t-that.... Eugene... Y-you know, my best friend.... He's basically gone missing..! He's nowhere to be f-found...." I sobbed. "Oh darling, that's terrible! Have you checked with his parents?" She asked. "Yes, m-mom... They said he wasn't home.... And no one else had seen him...." My mom hugged my tightly. "He'll turn up, I promise. Do you want anything?" My mom offered. She was such a great mother, always sacrificing her time for the needs of others. "A peanut butter sandwich sounds really nice... Thanks...." I smiled. After I ate, I sat down in my bed, nightgown and all, listening to fireflies, which was indefinitely my favorite song ever. I could listen to it on repeat all day. Well, aside from bright by Echosmith, hey there Delilah by Plain White T's, kryptonite by Three Doors Down, rhythm of love (also Plain White T's), worksong by Hozier, and basically ANY Fall Out Boy song. Aside from Eugene practically vanishing, I guess today wasn't so horrible. But Eugene vanishing was enough to make it horrible. All that I could think about was the line "you can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness", from somebody that I used to know, by Gotye. I laid down, quiet and hurt for at least 3 hours. I cried off and on several times, wondering where he was, and what had happened. I eventually ended up falling asleep, exhausted from the day's events. And then, something that seems like it would only happen in her dreams happened.