What did she just see? Was she imagining things? Surely she could not have imagined that.. Megan sat slouched in the corner of the bus. It was the last running bus of the night and there was nobody except her and a tall man in a tracksuit at the back. She was honestly the most terrified she could ever be and she hated every minute of it. What was going to happen to her? Why was all of this even happening and was she being haunted? When will it end?
Questions flooded Megan's head all the way until her stop. She lost track of so much she almost missed it. She got on her metro and avoided all contact with any of the public surrounding her, and mirrors, of course. After getting off her metro, later than she expected, she realised there was no buses to board and was forced to walk home from the metro station.
Mam's going to kick off.
As she walked through the door, the shocked expression on her mother's face soon turned to anger. She started to bawl at Megan for arriving home so late and thereafter grounded her. None of it mattered to Megan though, all that mattered was finding out what was going on in her life.
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A day or two of Megan's sleepless nights of fear had passed and it was shortly Monday. She waddled into school to be greeted by Ellie Hemmo and Jed Jones, aka bffs. Ellie was the first to notice Megan's sullen expression and exhausted eyes.
"What happened to you Meg you look like you died?"
In a sense, Megan felt like she had died therefore only replied with a grunt and continued walking past the two.
"Pied, ok then." continued Ellie in a petty tone as Jed laughed along with her.
First lesson was French and Megan was too fucked to be bothered with the french teacher's bullshit. About 3 minutes into the lesson, Megan began to drift off to sleep. This sleep was abruptly stopped by her own thoughts after remembering the events of the previous nights. This continued through most of the lesson until the french cow decided to pick on Megan. She commanded something in French that Megan had nevre heard before and she stammered out an answer.
"No. Was that because you weren't paying any attention?"
Megan had had enough.
"Fuck right off back to France you daft cow."
She had no time to acknowledge the shock on the teacher's face as she stormed out of the class in a flash.
"Oh shit, waddup." said Jed.
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Sorry this is such a bad chapter I'm just kind of making space as I'm building up to something :^) thanks for reading this chapter, art table 4 & others.
