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freak

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prologue

    It happened again. I was taking a shower like a regular human being. Just, pondering about life and what not. Then it happened. The stupid eight-legged freak came down from the pale ceiling. It's puny, black body that looks like a dot, just swinging back and forth, trying to take a shower with me.
   Of course, I wasn't having it. It might not sound like a big deal... but it was thinking about it. I know it was. I KNOW it was deciding if it wanted to jump on me or not.
   I quickly pulled back the curtain, idiot me not turning off the shower, and jumped out. Wrapping a towel around me at the speed of light, zipping through air like a magician and out of its sight.
   I should of killed it. No. At least just take it outside safely and let it be. Yeah. But as soon as I had grown a pair and went back to confront the mistake of God, it was no longer there. Ok, I'll admit, I panicked. I turned off the water, then turned off the light. Making my way out of the Devil's Room.

chapter 1

   Sorry, I don't know what to say. I'm currently asleep, about to wake up. It's the 31st day of September, almost October. Yes.
   I love October. It's kinda obvious. I mean, who doesn't love Halloween? Oh yeah, Jesus freaks.
   I don't really care too much about religion. I mean don't get me wrong, I am super curious about what would happen when we would die. I mean it's nice to have faith in something. Trust me, I GET it. But of course I don't like what the bible says, really. I won't get into too much detail, but I believe everyone should live life how they want to. There. Done.
   Anyways, back to October, I love all the hype on the Internet for Halloween. It makes me feel, good about life. You know? My family really didn't do much on Halloween, due to my dad being super religious. Whatever. He came into my life a little later after I was 11, so I had like 10 years of real childhood. The only Holiday my dad doesn't mind too much is probably Christmas. But let me not get off track.
   Ok, so, I just realized I haven't introduced myself. Rude. I know. Sorry I'm gross.
   So my name is Skylar. I'm currently 15. I live in a okay town. In a okay house. With a okay family. With okay grades. With amazing friends. But also with ew, no kill me people.
   Useless or stupid facts about me. I'm a Scorpio. I have two different colored eyes. ( I know, I'm a freak ) I have hair made up of darkness. I have a serious attachment for books. Also T.V. Shows and cartoons. You know, the good stuff.
   I'm a freshmen. Total nerd and geek. Somewhat of a gamer. Also I have a huge variety taste of music. I love dogies ( OH MY GOD! ). I am an only child. I als-

chapter 2

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-
   I run the grogginess out of my eyes, squinting at my wall full of posters. I can make out a I figure with red hair across the dark room. I rub my eyes again and look once more. G-Way.

"Oh hey. Didn't see yah there. Well, see yah."

   My voice, sounding a little hoarse. I grab the bottle of water next to me, taking big gulps. I get up and walk my tired ass to the bathroom. I open the door, greeting the mirror without any warning.
   My hair looks like as messy as Messi. ( sorry, soccer pun jokes thing ) I brush my teeth, floss, turn the nozzle. I look around to make sure no spiders. Ha. None in sight. Cool cool.
•••
  My school is a circus. Literally. Ok, not literally, but it's close. I mean. We got the tiger trainers, trapeze people things, and clowns performing. On the other hand, If you want to see me and most of my friends up on stage, you got to stay till the midnight show. Incidentally called the freak show.
   Anyways, school is, interesting. I wouldn't say that school, as a whole, sucks. But I do have days that it's just me being the angry dwarf yelling at my peers for not getting their homework done, causing us to lose points at our table. ( Lame ) I'm not the smartest kid or whatever, just aware of my surroundings, if you will. I got so many great friends that are REALLY SMART.
   We got Cøry, the Cancer zodiac. He's awesome. He got me into some great music and it's just, YES. Also we got Lucifer ( Not her real name. Ha.) . Natsu, the Capricorn, is her name. She knows how to be herself, like, she is her own religion. ( goals ). Can't forget about Lily, my bff. She's like me, but better. I see myself as a sidekick next to her to be honest. She can be really fangirl-ish. Wait, no. She is a fangirl.
•••
   I make my way into the school, just ignoring all the stares stabbing into my soul like daggers on fire. I walk down the hallway, keeping my pale face out of sight. But when I do look up, it's to see if I'm at the right door to my classroom. I look at my watch before I sell my soul to zero period for approximately 30 minutes. I see that I have exactly 2 minutes left. Ok. I turn the rusty nob, and go blind to see the brightest classroom if all time. Honestly, these lights are brighter than my future. Edison would be proud.
   Not one annoying soul here yet, hence the teacher. Simon seems to be next to my seat, as he always is. I don't know much about him, besides his love for books. Gosh, if I ever need a book in my hands, Simon is the guy to go to. Like honestly, he knows his sh*t about books.
   I set my backpack next to the chair, and take a seat. He turns his head from his bible-like book and takes a look at me. His glasses always reflect the most shiniest glares, anime would be jealous. but it only lasts for like, half a second. I move my head in other positions, trying to get the glare again.

"What are you doing, Skyles?"

   He gives me a confused look, but letting out a little chuckle to make things a little less awkward.

"Sorry, I was trying to get that glare from your glasses. Hope it didn't look too weird."

   Without waiting to hear an answer from him, I get the book from my backpack and place it onto the desk.

"Well, it's too late for that, dork."

"Shush"

"I see your rea-

"HEY FAGGOT!"

   Danny, makes his way in front of my desk. I can see his light brown eyes, just piercing my self-esteem.
   He grabs my book, and flips to the last page.

Oh no.