Voice of The Past (Completed)

2.

I wake up in an unknown location. I sit up and look around. I seem to be on a bed. There is a white curtain. I pull it aside. There is a counter with a thermometer and above that there's a cupboard filled with medicine. Looking at the medicine makes me shiver. I think it's a nurses office. I feel a bit dizzy but otherwise I'm fine. I don't feel He. Where did He go? I wonder. He will be back soon, He always does this. But I usually don't get a vigorous headache. I stand up and quickly hurry out. I walk down the hallway. Into class.

- Sorry im late- I look at everyone in the classroom. Boring snobby pigs. I sit down in the seat by the window. Once again I stare out of it at the birds. I wonder who that boy was. The blonde pig I mean . Was He talking about him? He does seem a bit strange. A few minutes later the bell rings and I quickly get up and walk out of the classroom. I walk down the hallway slowly. Then I feel something come up next to me. I look towards the person. It's the blonde pig from before. I quickly look down again and walk faster. I don't want to get another headache. So I try to avoid eye contact. But he catches up to me. He's making me angry. Why is he following me? Ugh! I stop walking and stand In front of him.

- Stop it! Stop following me! – He looks at me. Then grins.

-Cant. – Huh? W-what did he say? "Cant"? What does that mean?

- Leave. Me. Alone.- He starts laughing. What? Isnt he freaked out by me? Most people are... He's making me feel strange. My face is getting hot. What is this? Ugh forget it. I turn around and run to the nearest classroom. I enter it without saying a word. I look around. Another disgusting classroom. Sigh.

I sit down in the seat by the window. Everyone stares at me. Disgusting pigs.

I didn't see the boy after that. I left the school and went home. The streets were so lively. People laughing and talking everywhere. The sounds of people and cars, driving by mixing together as the world passes me by. Perfection. This is my world. Its always been this way. I wish He was here though. I wonder where He went. Hm... Well he'll be back so I guess its fine. I walk into a convenience store and get a twinkie and some apple juice. Its not much but its something. After I eat I start heading home again. When I get home my mom comes running to me.

- Honey! How was your day, darling? – I hate my mother. But I have to pretend I don't.

-Oh it was nice. Didn't cut anyone or anything up if that's what you mean. – I stare at her to see her reaction. But she doesn't seem surprised since I always say stuff like that. She's boring. This is stupid. I head towards my room.

- Honey... You know me and your father we... we both love you very much. You don't have to do this. If you would just-

- Shh. I don't wanna hear it. I've had a bad day. – I go into my room and slam the door behind me. I hate her. She never stops torchering me with stupid topics.

I take my laptop and go on a shopping spree. I do this when He isn't around. I buy a bunch of super expensive stuff and send it to a random address. That's why my parents are always broke. I use their credit card. 

After about an hour of buying 500$ coats I got bored. Hm? What should I do? I look around my room. Blue wallpaper. A small messy bed, I never make my bed. And if my mom does I get mad at her. There is my desk where I supposedly do my schoolwork. Something seems strange. Oh, well. Ill go out on a walk. Ill sneak out. I get my backpack and throw all the books out of it. Then I take some leftover apple juice and some cookies that my mom left for me in the morning. She always bakes stuff for me then she leaves it in the morning on my desk after I go to school. So for after school I have some snacks. I get up and head for the door. Wait. I need to change my sweatshirt. I quickly get my favorite grey one from my closet and put it on. Then I go to the door and open it, looking around. There isn't anyone in the hallway. Okay, now is my time. I get out the door and try not to slam it too hard. Then down the stairs. Haha. My mom will murder me but who cares. 

I get out of the building. I don't wanna get lost and the only place I know here is the school. I guess ill just go there then. I walk a bit slowly. I get tired easily. And those stairs were... well there were a lot of stairs. Its weird being in such a big place again. We usually try to go to the smaller cities or villages. Once I get to the school i'm already bored. I look around. I don't see anyone. The front gate is open. I get to the front door of the school. I try to open it. Locked. I look around again. Maybe there's someone behind the school. I go to the back. I think I see someone. I hide by a tree. Yeah there's definitely someone there. Who is that? Its a student. I think it's a guy. Looks kinda familiar. I try to get a better look. Sneaking closer.

- Ow! - I yelled because I tripped on a rock. Dammit that was loud. I look towards the person. They're looking at me. I quickly sit up. I look at me knee. I scraped it. It really hurts. Shit. What am I gonna tell my mom? I look up and the person seems to be walking towards me. Wait a minute. That's-

- Hi there. – He smiles at me. That blond pig. Why is he here?

- What are you doing here? You blond pig. –

- Aww don't be so mean – He holds his hand out. I take it. I cant get up on my own. But I still hate him. What a jerk. He pulls me up.

- Ow! – My knee hurts. I've never really scraped it before. I didn't know it hurt this much.

- Huh? Oh I see. You scraped your knee when you tripped. So clumsy. – He grins. Why the heck is he grinning? What's wrong with him? How stupid can one person be?

-Don't you dare call me clumsy! You asshole!–

- Wow. Don't you think that was a bit much? Hahaha. Your so cute when your angry. – Huh? Where did that come from? I can feel my cheeks getting warm. How come he's making me feel this way? I cant push him away. He just keeps coming back. He leans his face closer to mine. W-what is he?

- What Is that supposed to mean? Jerk. – He stares at me. Suddenly his face is all serious. He stands up straight still looking at me. What Is he doing now? That stupid blondy. Hm that's a nice nickname for him – blondy. I also stand up straighter although he is much taller than me. I turn around and start heading home. I don't wanna spend another second with this guy.

- See you never, blondy. Hate you. – I shout. Still walking away, limping a little bit.