When I walked up to the bus stop that was 4 blocks away from my house, I was nearly tackled to the ground by a tall, thin guy I like to call my friend. I laughed and hugged him. “Geez, Chris. Scare a girl half to death.” I smiled. When he pulled away, his chocolaty brown eyes were glistening as he smiled.
“Someone is all smiley today. Did someone tie the knot last night?” I asked with mock innocence.
“How did- Of course, Sammy told you.” He tried to look angry, but his eyes gave him away.
“Of course he did. Sammy can’t keep his mouth shut.”
Ok, so my two best friends are Chris and Sam. And yes, they are both gay. They’ve been dating for 3 years, the beginning of freshmen year. I was in 8th grade when I met them at a teens’ club. I’m sad that they won’t be here for my senior year, but glad that they’re both going to art school.
“Remind me to get duct tape for his mouth.”
I laughed, feeling my world brighten a tiny bit. The bus came five minutes later and Chris and I claimed the very backseat, shaking my head as the rest of the people looked at us in disgust, sitting towards the front. Stupid, fucking Barbie clones. I thought meanly, glaring at every one of them.
As Chris rambled on about the location of the wedding, I looked out the window of the bus, watching everything blurs as we rode on. I rested my head on the back of the seat, closing eyes, in disbelief that my head still hurt. I rubbed between my eyes, hoping that will soothe the pain.
“You ok, Lina?” Chris only used my middle name when was worried or concerned. I looked at him and nodded.
“I’m fine. My head just hurts.” My voice quivered a bit, and I silently cursed to myself.
“Lina, you only get headaches when you are stressed, sad or worried. We don’t have any projects or tests due this week. So that leaves out stressed. So, spill it.” He crossed his arms and I sighed sadly.
“I’ll tell you when Sammy gets on.” I closed my eyes again.
I think I blacked out because the next thing I remember was waking up in the nurse’s office. I sat up then fell back down on the cot. “What?” I started to ask but the nurse told me to shut up. I grumbled something under my breath. I looked up at Chris and Sammy. What happened? I mouthed to them. They shrugged and looked at me worriedly. I sighed and closed my eyes, rubbing between my eyes again.
“Can I go? I have classes that I really don’t want to miss.” I didn’t care I came off as rude. I just want to get this day over with so I can go home and cry. The nurse nodded her head.
“Yeah, you can go. If you feel dizzy or nauseated, come directly here.” I mumbled an ok and walked out the office, bag slung over my shoulder. I was flanked by Chris and Sammy, feeling their eyes burn into the back of my head. I got slightly annoyed.
“Ok! I’ll tell you!” I sighed and found an empty corner in the cafeteria, still flanked by them.
I explained everything to them, omitting the Witch, dream and what happened this morning. I finished with tears burning in my eyes. They just stared at me, speechless and in horror.
“Oh…Sasha…” Chris pulled me into a big bear hug while Sammy rubbed my back softly. I felt the tears spill and I tried not to sob out loud. I pulled away from the both of them and walked out the doors of the school where I choked back a sob. Chris and Sam walked out and looped their arms through the both of mine. I smiled sadly and started to walk back to my house, not caring it was two miles away.
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The Violet Amulet
Paranormal18 years. 18 years without knowing her own life's secret. When a crow flies into her life with a mysterious violet amulet, her life is thrown into chaos. She learns what she is and on the same night, her mother had died. She learns a part of her des...
