Escaping Nightmares { E.K }

~Chapter Two~

ESCAPING NIGHTMARES
{SKYLA'S POV}
I closed the front door and made sure it was locked before I started to walk to school. I made my way across the road and safely to the other side, but once I I did I regretted my decision. As I looked up I saw a group of men in black suits, they looked like the group of men from my dream. No it can't be. As that thought came to my mind they looked up at me. Oh no they are from my dream. I started to walk faster and faster by the second, they chased close behind me then they stopped. I watched as one slowly pulled out a gun and shot a bullet. I ducked but not fast enough, I stood and watched as the bullet neared in slow motion. Before it reached me it disappeared and so did the group of men. Were they actually there or am I dreaming? It can't be a dream it all seems to real. Am I going crazy? Probably. I pushed my thoughts aside and continued my walk to school. I walk faster as I see a man slowly following behind me, copying my every step. I walked faster until I could see the school gates then I started to run going faster with each step as I neared and eventually entered the school gates. I looked back to the man who had now disappeared. I must be going insane. My thoughts were soon interrupted when I realised that I had run into somebody and got knocked down onto the hard ground.
"Oh, I'm so sorry", I heard the boy say.
"No I'm sorry, it's my fault I wasn't paying attention", I replied as I made my way to my feet and stood up looking directly into the boys eyes. He looks familiar. How do I know him?
"Skyla?", I heard him mumble my name probably not expecting me to hear but I did.
"How do you know me?", I asked him trying to be polite.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you but do you know me?", he said quietly.
"I don't know your name but I feel like I've seen you somewhere before", I told him. Wait this boy looks a lot like the boy from my dream. Is that how he knows me?
The bell then interrupted our conversation, lucky me. I didn't really want to continue the conversation as I knew things were starting to freak me out, I mean he looks like the guy from my dream. Why is he here? Has he had the same dream as me? Is that how he knows my name? I realised that I was awkwardly staring at him as my thoughts took over.
"Um well I should get to class", I told him breaking the silence.
I started to walk to my next class, English. I soon realised that he was following close behind me.
"Are you following me?", I asked the boy.
"No, my class is this way", he answered.
I continued to walk but as I passed more classes he didn't enter any, he was still behind me.
"Okay quit following me", I said as I turned to face him.
"I'm not following you, as I said my class is this way", he told me.
"What do you have?", I questioned him.
"English", he replied.
"Oh, same", I mumbled.
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English was okay I guess, I sat in the back corner with my friend lily. We didn't talk much today mainly because I was staring across the room over at the boy who looked way to familiar for my liking. One million questions ran through my mind as I looked at him.why is he here? How does he know me? Do I know him to? My thoughts were then interrupted by the teacher calling the roll.
"Katie", she called. "Here", a student replied.
"Lily". "Here", lily replied.
"Cameron". "Yeah", he answered.
She called out a bunch of names most of them answered with "here" or "yeah".
"Skyla". "Here", I answered.
I looked up and noticed the boy staring directly at me, he looked confused yet also surprised. It reminded me of earlier when he had run into me and asked if me name was Skyla, if I didn't make it clear enough before he surly knows it now but how does he know me?
"Ethan. Ethan Karpathy", the teacher said. "Here", he replied.
I looked back up and realised it was the boy who answered. His name is Ethan but I guess knowing that doesn't help because I never knew the name of the boy from my dream. Ethan may have looked like him but I just wasn't sure if he was or not. I thought back to the moment we ran onto each other, when he had asked me if my name was Skyla. How did he know me? He has to be the boy from my dream, that's the only way for all of this to make sense. I guess there was only one way to find out, I had to ask him.