The Secret Gamer

Weird Dreamer,Nerd Savior... Captain Kat To The Rescue!

Kat's POV

~ Dream ~

      My eyes take in the view of the vast field and thick air of sweet wilderness and all it's freedom. Next to a tree a pond lay where on the right a fox sat staring at a pup with amusement dancing in the sly animal's eyes. The pup bravely barking up at the slick Black Panther sitting up above looking down at the little wolf in annoyance. Not to far a bunny crouched eating a daisy with his body relaxed yet ready to flee whenever needed to. Over the pond a bunch of magical dragonflies flew; their wings beating up and down rhythmically against the wind dipping upon the water then like a torpedo, dashing up. Past the pond a herd of horses could be seen; some grazing, some running and horse-playing around (punny lol). The land seemed so calm and gentle that I realized I never wanted to leave it. Birds flew high, with a mix of ravens and doves it looked beautifully dark: the best kind of mixture. So innocent. I took a step forward and heard a branch crack under might foot. All the animals look up at me with no sign of worry or frightened feelings running through their body features; if anything they seemed to jump in joy surprisingly. Trotting up, the fox look up and started to say something but I couldn’t catch because of the one thing I didn't want to happen: I woke up.

     I sat up to look directly at my dogs face. The great Dane-who right at this very second I wanted to kill- jumped off my stomach and made me cringe and quickly wrap my arms my body. I then looked at the alarm clock and realized that it was 4:00 A.M., also that today was Friday. 

       Trust me I tried to go back to sleep, but that darn dream kept my head spinning and I couldn't forget about it. So I did the third best thing that crept into my dirty mind...I got ready for the day. Which I did my usual and put my dirty blonde hair into a messy bun considering I felt lazy. Since all my shorts were dirty, including my sweatpants, I put on a pair on jeans. I barely ever wear jeans removing the times I go up to New York to see my grandparents. But people have to understand- when I wake up I am pretty much sleep-deprived (don't know how early birds do it) and a lazy-ass that doesn't give a shit of what people see me like. I mean come on, what they see is what they get and if they don't like it then it’s their loss. I next throw on a random grey shirt and an old sweatshirt over that has "Red Dog Saloon" printed on the front reminding me of the time my family and I went to Alaska.

           Looking the time I have wasted about 30 minutes and still have an hour or two before I actually have to go. Well I can't cook for shit so that rules out making for breakfast for the whole family because I don't eat in the morning and actually did all my homework and projects due today. Ending up with me reading was the ideal choice if I do say so myself. That choice didn't really considering I read like 2 whole books, but, hey, it wasted enough time to say I was now rushing was and understatement; if you didn't hear my feet lightly tapping the floor you would have thought I was flying like wings and everything.

       Once I get to school I scramble in right when the first bell goes off and spot none of my friends. All the sudden I hear a loud bang and peer around the corner to find Chris against the boring, old, blue lockers with a already forming black-eye. To say I was pissed was not at all of what I was feeling...amazingly....I just want to pound the group of jock's faces until they run out of blood and beg for mercy because if I do say so myself I do have a very good kicking leg. One of the biggest pet peeves I have are when people are bullying other people, I mean why can't we all just get along, another one might, reasonably be not to annoying bitch, or call me basic, and maybe a few others but that's besides the point right now. So I did what any other smart person would do I walked right between them shot the guy who was about to punch him the face only to come to the conclusion that it was Josh Amber, one of the biggest players at our school. I wonder if he has had caught AIDS yet...hmmm interesting. Josh quickly drew back if he knew what was good for him and plastered a cheeky smile onto his stupid-ass of a face. I think he tried being seductive when he tried to 'purr' this but failed miserably "Hey babe can you scoot over there and look pretty, after I am done with this nerd I promise then we can make out like you want."

         "And have a chance of catching whatever is in that little sick body of yours...yeah, no, count me out." I reply back scrunching up my face in disgust. "Whatever, just leave your fucking kind is not welcomed here." I sneered back. He turned back and turned back before saying something that made my stomach feel like it was going to throw up "Don't play hard to get Katty-Kat because I always like a good chase." then proceeded to enter the classroom. The bell rang and I looked down to see Chris slumped against the lockers, breathing heavy, with his eyes closed. I hurriedly went to his side. "Are you hurt? Any bruises? My gosh if you have any bruises I will go stab that delusional minded freak of nature!" I ramble on almost screaming the last part. "I am perfectly fine; just trying to figure out why you protected me, considering you are kind o-of the bad girl around here-e and pretty popular." He stated shyness making a huge appearance in his voice. "I would do it for anyone, no one deserves to be handled like that, especially a nice kid like you and I could care-less what people know or say. If anything you seem pretty cool. Consider you Kat worthy friend. Be proud not a lot of people get there, the question is though: can you stay like that?" He looked up at me shocked like I had just asked God to come to the ground and give a unicorn to me and that it actually happened. So I tossed my number at him in a crumbled up piece of paper while starting to walk down the hall.

Chris's POV

            I just stare down the empty hallway in shock and amazement. I quickly get off my feet and look down to see a piece of paper lying down by my book bag. I picked it up reading it about 25 times before heading to my class that will probably end in about 15 minutes and replay in my mind of what I just saw, read, and replay. A blush spreads up my neck and across my once I think about what the note had said. Then I enter my class and speed to my seat in front of the class. The teacher tells us to get with our partners and Alex the Star football player on the Lakewood Bear's comes over (if you haven't noticed he is my partner) and asks me "where were you half the period dude?".

         I just shrug and start doing the project, stilling replaying what had been replaying for the past 7 minutes. Then it hit me...what I saw out there was not the Kat Parker I have heard of through the hallways and around the school campus...this Kat was kind, protective, fierce, and ready to take down anything trying to hurt the vulnerable person which was sadly me. I guess she has tons of different sides that she only lets some people see. Then once again i was hit with another blow and another... 1. I am eating lunch with her friends and her today at 2. 'Can you stay like that?' referring to being her friend.

~ Recap ~

       I see the note by my book bag and pick it up and read it...

  ' 893-201-3015 -call me if you need me, get bored, or any shit like that!

    Also you are going to have lunch with me and my buds, don't even think about skipping and going to wherever you study or some stuff like that

     comin' to the game? please do, would love to see my new BFFL there ;) '

Kat's POV

     I was just daydreaming in language arts because I already read all my books this morning and thought about tonight’s game... we are going to crush those tigers butt’s so bad they are going to have no stripes by the end of the game.