After a long drive from home to school, well at least five minutes felt like forever, we finally got to west end high. It was large and graceful as always. You wouldn't believe it had been standing for more than a month. Principal Kelly went out of her way to make sure of that. I walked into the school to a familiar voice.
'Danny, how are you? '
Dang it. I cursed under my breath. It was Mr Ken. Middle aged short and full bearded, Mr Ken sure would 'stand' out in a crowd.
'How you feeling?'
Mr. Ken reminded me he was talking.
'Uhh... right. I'm good thank you. '
'Good to know. You know you gave us quite a scare last week. Thought you'd died on us. '
He laughed at his own joke.
'You should be used to that by now.'
I spun to see chuck, a lanky studious student who was the student of the year last year and is currently the only student in the school. What's he doing here?'Hey chuck. What's good?'
'Not much. Got here to get an early start at the library. Forgot it don't open till 8.30. '
Lol. Classic Chuck.
Chuck updated me on what went down in school after I left Friday. Students trooped in one by one, all shapes races and sizes. Soon, the whole halls were crawling with feet. Time flew through like he had somewhere he had to be.Finally school was up and we were all headed home. I met up with Phil and Essy at the cafeteria.
Essy and Phil were average heighted, both considered cute and very troublesome. Quite the pair I guess.
'Dan!!!!!!! '
Essy ran and gave me a rib cracker. Personally I think she took the term, rib cracker literally.
'Yo Essy. Ouch. You do realize I have to breathe right? '
'Right.' She let go.
'Haven't seen you since Friday that's all.'
'Come on, at least pretend you're happy to see me'
Phil hissed from behind.
'You already know that dude. '
'I need you to say it. '
'To fuel your ego? '
'Nah, to pump me up.'
'Hahaha. Yeah right. Let's head down to the pizzeria and talk shall we? '
'Sure. '
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Dream Walkers
FantasyThere's a lot of possibilities when we dream. The unimaginable happens in the deepest recesses of our imagination. When you belong to a long history of defenders of the dream world and are faced with a nefarious threat, do you go back to your old li...