(Y/N's POV)
I sighed turning around making my way over, Victoria just glared at me as she walked out of the room, what the hell's her deal? I just shook it off looking up at the teacher, who was surprisingly pretty tall. "Now, Y/N, do you have your photo to hand into me for the everyday hero's contest?" He asked and leaned against the desk. I sighed a bit, "Do I have to?" I asked. "I-I've kinda got a lot on my plate right now.." I spoke looking around the room, still trying to figure out what the hell was going on. The teacher sighed shaking his head a bit. "You make a better photographer then a liar you know, Now I know it's a drag to hear some old dude lecture you... but life won't wait for you to play catch-up. You're young, the world is yours, blah blah blah, right? But you do have a gift, you have the fever to take images, to frame the world only the way you envision it. Now, all you need is the courage to share your gift with others. That's what separates the artist, from the amateur." He explained. I sighed once more and made my way out of the class. There I saw a bunch of people walking down hallways, there were lockers in the halls, I honestly couldn't figure out if this was supposed to be a high school or a college. I leaned against the wall taking a few deep breaths. Maybe I just need to splash some water on my face, maybe I'll start to remember something that way. I thought and started to walk down the crowded hallway. Suddenly I saw him walk out of one of the classrooms. At first I thought I was just going insane, but he looked over at me, and his eyebrows peer up over the mask, so I think he had widened his eyes. He made his way through the people over to me. "Y-You.." I spoke not sure what else to say or do. "What.." I felt like I was going to faint. "You had that dream too...didn't you?" He finally spoke. "You mean..the lighthouse?" I asked, and he nodded a bit. That's it, I was going to be sick I looked around then ran to the closest garbage can puking in it. "Oh gross!" One guy called out. "Now the hallway's gonna smell all day," Another spoke. I groaned wiping my mouth and looked over to Cry. "I'..Sorry" I spoke looking down. He walked over to me putting a hand on my shoulder. "Its alright," He spoke. "Do you have any idea what the hell's going on?" I asked looking up at him and he nodded a bit. "Well...I think so at least." He replied. "Well please explain," I spoke, he quickly nodded, "Well, there was this one game I played last year called Life Is Strange, and everything here, well..it looks the same to be honest. Only, I don't see Max here" He spoke looking around some more. "S-so you think we're actually in a video game?" I asked looking up at him appalled. "That's insane," I added. "Well do you have any better explanations?" He asked. I sighed rubbing my temples. "I don't know.." I sighed. "Well if this is a game..what's supposed to happen next?" I asked. he shrugged. "Well, you see. From what I remember I played as this cool chick named Max, and her whole week becomes insane because she can rewind time." He explained. I groaned once more. "This is all to much for one day...Look, I'll catch up with you soon, I'm going to go for a walk.." I spoke making my way passing him, walking down the hall.
As I walked through a set of doors it led to this big open area in the hallways I looked around a bit. Was I having a hangover? No..I would've remembered drinking last night. I finally spotted the girls restroom and made my way over going in the rest room. I made my way standing in front of one of the sinks turning the water on and cupped some in my hands washing my face. I sighed slightly relieved. What the hell is going on. From the corner of my eye I saw something moving, so I turned my head and saw a beautiful butterfly and left me in awe. I walked over seeing the butterfly landing on a mop bucket. In the bag that I grabbed from the classroom, that was right beside me, I pulled out the camera, I mean might as well use it while I have the chance, I thought. I kneeled down getting the camera ready and took the shot. The butterfly then started to fly off, I took the photo from the camera shaking it, putting it in the bag along with the camera. I then heard the bathroom door open, so I hid behind the stalls.I peered my head to look over and to my surprise, there was a guy in the girls bathroom. "Its cool Nathan, don't stress....Your okay bro...Just count to three....Don't be scared...You own this school....If I wanted I could blow it up, your the boss..." Suddenly a girl with blue hair walked in. "So what do you want?" He asked, he must've been expecting her. "I hope you checked the perimeter as my step-ass would say, now lets talk bidness" She spoke checking the stalls, he clearly didn't look good and neither did you. "I got nothing for you" The one named Nathan shot at her. "Wrong you got hella cash!" She shot back. Oh dang, cat fight! "That's my family, not me!" He replied, "Oh boo hoo, poor little rich kid, I know you been pumpin' drugs n' shit to kids around here...I bet your respectable family would help me out if I went to them. Man I can see the headlines now," Dang she's good. "Leave them out of this bitch!" Nathan spoke while he was looking at the sink the whole time. "I could tell everybody that Nathan Presscott is a punk ass who begs like a little girl and talks to himself." She spoke pushing him. Suddenly he pulled out a gun, my eyes went wide. "You don't know who the fuck I am, or who your messing around with!" Nathan declared . "Where'd you get that?" She asked as he closed her into the wall holding the gun against her. "What are you doing? Come or put that thing down!" She spoke in a fearful tone. "Don't ever tell me what to do! I'm so sick of people trying to control me!" He yelled at her. "You are gonna get in hella more trouble for this then drugs-" She spoke. "Nobody would even miss your punk ass, would they?" Nathan questioned. "Get that gun away from me, physco!" She declared trying to push him away but he fired the gun and it had directly shot her. "No!" I screamed running out and held hand up as I was reaching out to whip this kid around and teach him a lesson, she fell to the ground and he dropped the gun, everything was slowing down. Suddenly I woke up back in class. What the hell just happened?!
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Life Is Weirder Then You Think (Life Is Strange: Cry x Reader Love Story)
Teen FictionI was inspired to make this from another story on Quotev to make this, so all credit goes to the authors from this story This Isn't A Game Anymore (The Walking Dead Cry Love Story) (On Hiatus) go read this if you haven't, their story is amazing.