Imagines by rayraynicki

Justice Imagine: SubTerria p3

We climbed down these stairs that were dark and it was hard to see so I relied on his arm so as to not touch the walls. There wasn’t much of a smell and at the bottom was glowy. Like there was a lot of light. So I’m thinking where the hell are we. As reached the bottom of the steps he reached up from me telling me to let go. I’m not so sure about this.

Jacob: *arms open wide* don’t worry, I’ll catch you.

Me: you sure?

Jacob: Just trust me.

Me: Ok.

I took off my backpack first to drop some weight as it fell onto the ground. Jacob of course moved and waited for me to fall. As I proceeded to jump I landed into his lap but onto the ground. When I got up I noticed that there were more stairs apparently and maybe it was just a sweet gesture for him to get fresh with me. I didn’t mind as we slowly got up and he grabbed my backpack for me.

Me: Gee sorry for the landing.

Jacob: Oh that’s nothing. You’re fine though.

I smiled politely. We continued walking as I was looking around my new surroundings. I was thinking we were just outside, we went through some door, we climbed down some steps and now we’re in some building that was seemed quite modern. It looked like a shopping district. It had rooms on both sides and ceiling lights up above. It was nicely ventilated and it was quiet. Until we approached one room that had no door. It was a classroom.

Jacob: Well this is our stop. The classroom.

Me: So, this is the school?

Jacob: Well, it’s not really a school it’s just a small classroom underground.

Me: Wait. Did you say underground?

Jacob: yep, that’s what I said.

Me: *scratches head in confusion* you mean to tell me that we are actually underground?

Jacob: *chuckles* Yea, I know it’s hard to believe but while you’re here you’ll get used to it.

I looked around as I was completely in shock. WOW. No wonder it’s so quiet down here. I’m surprised to see that there were no signs of rats, no foul smells or no sewage water. But I had so many questions but I will have to worry about all that later. We entered the classroom as a middle aged balding guy greeted us with a smile.

???: Oh how wonderful Jacob, you’re back. And it looks like you have brought along a pretty young friend too.

The class looked at us and laughed. What were they laughing for? My attire? *sighs* I knew this was going to happen.

???: Yo, what are you wearing?

Me: Clothes. What are you wearing?

???: Clothes, but not those fancy kind.

Me: These aren’t fancy clothes. They’re basic as basic can get.

???: Ok, ok. Class settle down. Hi my name is Mr. Goldstein, but you can call me Sirius.

Me: *waves* Hi Mr. Goldstein.

Sirius: I said you could call me “Sirius”

Me: Oh, sorry.

S: That’s ok, please have a seat where you like.

There were no tables or no chairs as the small bunch of teenagers all sat on a lavish rug in a circle as Sirius was standing. Jacob sat in a spot next to me as a few of the girls looked at me and my funny uniform.

Me: What are you all staring at? It’s just a uniform.

???: I know, but it’s so pretty. I never seen anything such as that.