Start of a new life

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by CheesySamich_

by CheesySamich_

'Well... Today's the day...' Henry thought to themself, they weren't one to partially enjoy a change of pace, doing the same routine every day had made it hard for him to break off of it. But this is a new school, a new life to live, sure the school might have an... Odd time frame, but henry was sure they could adjust to it. I guess the hardest part is them... Henry longed to see them again, but they just couldn't quite tell who it was, what their face was like.

Faces to henry never stayed long, most seeming to be like a blurred mess in their mind after a few hours of meeting, but Henry was hoping to have a more... Connected... Brain this time around. 'Here's to hoping... I guess'

Henry kicked a rock and started his short walk to the school gate, They put their foot in the yard, it felt like a warm gush of fresh air hit them, like a weight being taken off their shoulders. A new life... A new beginning and-

"Get out of my way dip shit."

Henry felt a pair of warm hands push them onto the floor, they were about to get up in retaliation but... The red paint on his blocky flesh stopped Henry, the color... It was so familiar... And calming, henry tried to mutter out something, a sorry perhaps, but nothing came out, nothing but a stammer..
"I- I... Uhm.... I..."

He was gone, not like Henry cared about him, but the red was a soothing color, one of the only two colors that really... Soothed them.. Red and green reminded them of the comfort of their parents... Or maybe siblings.... It had been so long they couldn't remember what they were to them.

Henry packed up their stuff, walking firmly up to the door of the school, suddenly the loud voices of the kids talking and the bright lights of the lunch area hit Henry all at once, like a slam of overstimulation, only there to plant a migraine in their head.

Overwhelmed and stressed, their vision started to blur, they took a step backwards, their head racing and their eyes darting from wall to wall, objects from around the room started gathering over henry heard a mesh of "Are you okay?"s, "who is that?"s and "Are they in pain?"s but it all seemed to go in through one ear and out the other, mixing together as a splursh of random giberish and fake words. The last thing henry saw before passing out was a distinct bright yellowy green orb.

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Henry heard the tapping of a pen on a table, they would have expected to be in a nurses office.. This looked more like a class room, although Henry would have expected a class to have started by now, maybe this is just a spare class.

Henry sat up, holding their head, they seemed to have woken up mid conversation. "They look to be alright but- oh they're awake." A small white ball walked across the room, they seemed to be the one tapping the pen.

"Dude, are you okay?"
A blue pen, resembling the ones that never have ink, spoke up. He looked at Henry in a concerned tone

This pen wasn't who caught Henry's attention though, it was the large, bright yellow-y green eye soar, the one they had seen before they passed out.
"They seem to be non-verbal, Probably due to the stress of what happened just now."

After a bit of silence, Henry started to stammer "I- uhm..."

"Well spit it out"

Golf ball tapped her foot and looked at Henry, her expression unclear, Half of Henry thought it could be a bit... Sympathetic... The other half thought it was impatience, I guess they'd have to learn everyone's personality first.

"Well?"

"Oh uhm... I'm Henry" They blurted out, frankly a little embarrassed.

"Odd name for any object.."

"I mean, My legal name is Ben so I don't find it that odd."

The room was silent for a long moment. It felt heavy... Heavy and thick.

"Well... If you're feeling okay then I think we should all get to class." Golf ball spoke up, breaking the awkward tension.

Henry nodded, hopping off the seat and walking next to tennis ball on the way to class. It was silent for a few moments, nothing but the tap of feet and the muffeled chatter of the classes filled the air.
"So uhm... What did you do today... Besides uhm..." Henry trailed off.

"Wellllll...... It all started this morning when-"

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The end of part one, if you read this whole thing and you aren't dolice, what are you doing with your life and are you okay?

If you are dolice and you're reading this, please be my wife, this is only part one 😓😓

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