Amethyst

Chapter 4: Basic Necessities

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Hello Loves, I AM BACK.
Hopefully this time for good lol.
I recently started college and lemme tell ya...
It ain't easy. It's a scam.
Anyways enjoy!
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*Maze High*
The doctor finally cleared me to go back to school after a week of being in the hospital. I wasn't sure if he genuinely thought I was okay, or because of my constant nagging to clear me. Either way, I was happy to be out.
I was back at the hell hole called high school and of course news of me being back and my little episode made it around.
As I walked down the hall, I got stares from many people but I ignored them, they meant nothing to me.
As I stood at my locker putting some books away I noted Krios walking up to me.

"Hey Issy, happy to be back?" He said with a cheeky smile on his face.
"Not really, but it looks like you are," I replied.
"I bet your just eating up all this attention these girls are giving you and Kronus huh?" I chuckled.
"Well it's nothing new, but you know, got to love it!"

Thankfully me and Krios had art together so we started walking to class. As we entered I noticed how large the class was. I guess all the seniors were just trying to get an easy A. We sat in the middle, not too close to the teacher but not too far either.

"Hello class!" A burly man walked in. He looked like the pillsbury doughboy with blue eyes and dark brown, disheveled hair.
"Hello Mr. Dough." Various students responded.

Wow, of course.

"Today we are going to do free drawing. This doesn't mean draw a tree and a stick figure. Create something artistic, whatever comes to your mind. Be visual, and stay focused. It is due at the end of the class" stated Mr. Dough

He took role and told us to begin. We had a block schedule so each class was about an hour and forty five minutes, plenty of time to create "something artistic". I looked over and Krios was flirting with some girls instead of drawing. I rolled my eyes with a smirk and stared down at my paper. When it comes to creativity I wasn't much of an artist. I was a poet. I loved to write and produce words that flowed and described my emotions. Unfortunately though, I haven't written since I was in the hospital. I should probably write later when I get home.

As I looked at my paper my vision started to blur. I immediately started to get nervous because I thought it would be similar to the other episode I just had but instead I found myself in a forest. I looked around and noted how huge the trees were, I didn't even know trees could get this big. As I looked at the sky, the stars shone bright and were nearly sparkling. The moon was as big as the sun and I felt a strong connection calling me to it. I felt at peace here, safe. Why?

"Beautiful isn't it?" A strong voice had me slightly panicked as I looked around.
"Who's there?" I ask.
"No need to panic babydoll it's just me."

For some reason I started to calm down and felt comforted by the voice. As I turned my head I noticed a huge black wolf with red eyes walking towards me. For some reason I still didn't panic, in fact I walked closer to the wolf. As I got closer, the wolf began to tower more and more over me, standing at about 6 feet tall. Was it even possible for wolves to be that big? I touched its fur and it slightly growled, but not in a dangerous way, in a comforting way.

"Where are you babydoll?" I noticed it was the wolf talking to me. Even though his mouth wasn't moving, I heard the voice in my head and knew it was him.

"Who's trying to know?" I replied as I stared into those blood red eyes. The wolf sat down and stared at me. I felt the emotion in the area heighten, but what was this feeling? The wind started to blow stronger as the leaves started encircling me and the wolf.

"Trying to find you is proving to be a little more difficult then anticipated and you are not helping." He said.
I stared at the wolf more and more and started to notice many details. His paws were three times the size of my hand. His body and head were huge, he had to weigh at least 500 pounds. His claws kept coming out and retracting with almost every breath he took. Was this a wolf or a monster?

"What if I don't want to be found?" I asked. I don't know why I was playing with the beast but I felt as though I needed to do so. He didn't intimidate me and I wanted him to know that.

"Who are you?" I asked.
The wolf started to circle me, slowly, and stared at me with so much emotion in its eyes.

"You'll just have to wait and see." The wolf stopped in front of me.
All of a sudden he lunged at me, mouth wide open and before I could react I was back in art class.

"Wow, this is beautiful! You should enter this into the art competition! It's so lively, so real, I can practically feel the emotion!" Said Mr. Dough over my shoulder.

"Huh?" I replied. Half of the class had cleared out and Mr. Dough looked eagerly down at the paper in front of me. I looked over and Krios was also staring at my paper.

"I thought you weren't much of a drawer Issy." He said with a slight frown on his face.

I looked down and stared at vivid blood red eyes and half of a black wolf's face. It was so vivid, it was if I was still staring at the wolf myself.

"I'm not." I whispered.

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Make sure you lovely beautiful people comment and like! Hopefully I won't take another super long hiatus, seeing how it's almost been a year since I posted. I PROMISE I will try to update at least once a week.
Can't wait to see what will be in the next chapter!
Until next time! ❤
Kali - xxx