Chapter 3: Him

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What if we could do it?

What if they found a way allowing us to go back in time and change the past. I mean, it could create a paradox and destroy the world, but it could also stop a war and save it. But how would we have even known we could have saved humanity if we hadn't taken the risk of ending it?

What I guess I'm trying to say is: Sometimes I will sit and think for hours and hours about that day; the day I was bitten, wishing I could turn back time, not have gone to the party, not have spoken to the girl, not have followed her out... It would have made my life a lot easier but then I'll say to myself how many 17 year old boys can say they've run 4 legged through a forest at 40 mph? I doubt very many! Not to mention it was 2 o'clock in the morning!

My thought train is broken by my shitty, annoying ass alarm clock. I say that but, to be fair, if I didn't have an alarm clock as annoying as this I would probably sleep until 4pm so I guess it's not that shitty. As I drag my hot, sweaty body out of my warm, comfy bed I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror.

I look awful...

I have probably one of the worst cases of bed head you have ever seen, my brain is groggy, giving me a stupid, groggy, confused look to fit my stupid, confused face, and oh my god I actually smell like horse crap.

I need a shower.

After doing what you do in the bathroom I start smelling my shirts. Because of my... situation, my nose is extremely susceptible to different smells. Just by smelling a t-shirt I can tell how long ago it was washed, how many times I have worn it since then and whether or not it's socially acceptable to wear it in public. 5 shirts in I come across a decent smelling Nirvana tee that will do. I'm bored now anyway. And as much as I would love to say I spend as much time on choosing my trousers and I do with my shirt; I don't. One of my four pairs of black skinny jeans will do, and as I said before, I'm bored now.

Normally when I go to school, everything is the same. I walk in, get funny looks from people that don't like me, meet up with the people that do like me (not to brag or anything, but I am actually quite popular), we get registered and go to our first lesson. Today felt different though. Maybe my superior smell has got to my head and I had become physcic... or I'm just being an idiot but today didn't feel like any other normal day.

I arrived at the same time I always do - 10 minutes late, I got the funny looks, met with my friends and got registered but it wasn't until we got to class that everything did change.

In front of me was the most beautiful, stunning girl I have ever seen. Being at the level of popularity I am at I do have a girlfriend, but she was nothing compared to the angel stood just a few metres away from me.

I played it cool (I hope) and acted like I hadn't seen her, but what I didn't know was that this girl was about to change everything. She was about to change everything about me, my relationships, my family and the way I lived.

And neither of us knew it yet...

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