Stress

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Lucinda P.O.V
First, Second, Third, And Fourth period were over, and lunch was about done as well. Next period, Travis and I have History, then after we have combat class. I just hoped Travis would be alright.

The bell rang, and for our next classes, books weren't needed. So, Travis and I walked straight to the classroom.

"Welcome Class, Today We are going to learn about The Shadow Demon. Please  Grab A Textbook from the front of the classroom."

Travis's Face turned to immediate shock and nervousness. But I quickly grabbed his hand, calming him down.

"T-Thanks Lucy..." He slightly smiled and grabbed a text book, and I did the same.

"No problem. Just Don't think about it." I smiled and we sat back down, still holding hands.

"I'll try." He smiled and the teacher began to read and teach.

Everything in this textbook about the Shadow Demon was not very nice. I looked over to Travis to see him looking paralyzed as he was reading this. So, I squeezed his hand tighter.

He still stared at the book, his eyes wide. I looked at his hand...it was turning black. Like Pitch Black.

"Travis. Your hand is turning black." I waved my hand in front of his face and he looked at his hand.

"O-Oh Lucy..I have to go. Now." He kissed me on the cheek and asked the teacher if he could go to the bathroom and she said yes. And Travis was gone.

The Girl With The Orange Hair-A Travcinda FFOnde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora