The Squirrel King

1 • Squirrels

I walked into school thinking it was a normal day but it turned out to be a very strange one.

"Take out your books and turn to page 68!" My teacher said way too enthusiastically. I sighed the way every student does when you aren't ready to deal with normal school activities. I looked under my chair for a book to use but had no luck.

I turned around to see my classmate, Bennett, and a book on an empty desk nearby him. When I was about to ask him to grab it for me, the window next to us suddenly opened. It didn't mess up his short blonde hair much, I couldn't say the same for myself though. I used my fingers to brush the hair out of my face and saw something that I had never imagined happening.

"I can speak to the squirrels. I am the Squirrel King." Bennett whispered to me softly while petting a squirrel. He kept staring at me with his deep, blue eyes. I could not stop staring either because I just could not believe what I was seeing. I wanted to speak, but I just couldn't.

The class went by slowly because of this. Nothing else happened. It seemed like everything stopped except for him petting this squirrel and staring at me.