Chin on hand arm across the other looking off somewhere imagining something else, you know the normal "I wish I was some place else" act.
I look over at the clock 3:12pm
Almost time to go, almost the last day of my whole school career. Am I struggling to get out of school so bad? No, not really. Am I excited for the world to come once I finally get out "in the real world"? No, not at all.
Today's just another day
Yesterday was just another day
And tomorrow? Just going to be another day just minus the whole school routine and getting up real early just to be lost all day.
3:14
Almost time
3:15
Close
3:16
Time
The bell rings and people gather their things and scatter shouting in the halls leaving with cheer not going to even look back and miss education or the people they met along the way for a minute.
I'm the last one out of the classroom making my way to my locker my Junior friend Isabelle comes up to me with a sad face
"Its your last day"
"Yup" I reply
" are you going to even miss me or remember me..." She starts blabbing on not taking a breather just freaking out because I'm leaving her
I stop getting my things out of our locker and hug her making her go quiet
"I will never forget you Isabelle"
She softly hugs me back and when we pull back she's giving me a small smile then suddenly frowns
"Are you still not going?" She ask
"You know me better than that" I tell her
"But its your only graduation"
"Collage"
She rolls her eyes "high school Aleks, your only high school graduation. Don't you want to see all of your class one last time before you don't see them again?"
"You know me better than that" I repeat
"Aleks" she whines
I put the last of my stuff in my bag and look at her zipping it up "you want me to go to a graduation with people who wouldn't even give me the time of day to be my friend? People who bullied me for dying my hair a certain color or wearing stupid ironic shirts and band shirts, people who wouldn't even give me a second look, you want me to go to a graduation with people who are too immature to even be a friend or say hello and be nice"
"Aleks... I-"
"Just forget it, I have to go"
I leave the locker open in case Isabelle needs inside, but I walk away from her without another word I do hate leaving like this because to her this is bad terms but to me its her who needs to wake up to reality
I agree with her though its my only graduation of high school but to be in the crowd of faces who are cruel I can't do and I don't want to do and my mom is completely understanding of that I'm lucky to have her after losing my dad to a drunk driver that didn't even get arrested for being drunk because apparently it was my fathers fault
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About an hour later I finally get home from a long bus ride I open the front door shouting quietly that I'm home from school when I don't get a reply back from my mother I know she's working late again, I go into the kitchen seeing a note on the fridge she usually leaves for me
"Foods in the microwave. Mac and cheese.. Your favorite"
The note reads
I take the note and crumble it in my hand throwing it to the trash can, I go upstairs ignoring that I have food as i have done recently
I sit my backpack down by my door when I go inside my room I close the door behind me as I begin to walk to my desk where my computers at, sitting down I begin to type in my password popping up on the screen I see my research I left this morning from last night about a girl claiming to of went to another world full of fairy tails
Isn't that something?
To think she could have went to another world full of mystical creatures like ELF's, fairies, trolls, and many more I believe a lot more
Its a shame she's crazy though and there is no such thing as a portal to a secret world, I wonder if she ever got locked up into a mental institution. Knowing her mom probably not since her grandpa is rich, I'm not saying she should get locked up though I just believe she should wake up but I also think she could be telling the truth I guess that's the fantasy side of me
I know.
You got me.
Who would think I would be into such childish beliefs, well I would actually I always thought all them thing were kind of interesting but I guess I kind of grew out of the whole thing but I will always have a interest in it like this article that was assigned to out class back in the beginning of the year I dig so deep on it because it had the mentions of fairy tails and different worlds portals and so on
I feel like this girl is telling the truth though if she would freak out on her mother telling her this big story about how she had to escape if she wanted to leave fairy tail world, all I'm saying if she was lying why would she go into great detail with this crazy story. Some people should really keep their eyes open to possibilities that's what's wrong with this world now a days majority of people don't have an imagination their only belief is a man in the sky and a book someone could have randomly made up
I'm not against any religion I'm just saying how can you put your faith into something you haven't seen only heard tails about, I bet your wondering or asking me about the fairytale stuff because its the same exact thing just other then tall tales its religion. If you can believe a book why can't you believe another thing you haven't seen but heard of
I get up to go to the restroom and as I pass my mirror something moves like someone running, I step back looking at the mirror seeing nothing but my own reflection looking back at me
I shrug my shoulders brushing the weird moment away then continuing to head to the restroom.
After doing business I wash my hands and when I look up to look at myself as I often do but I don't really know why I guess to look at myself because I never really do
I see myself looking back at me again like it always does no matter where I am or which mirror I use the reflection is always the same
..backwards in a world similar but twisted
Then suddenly I see movement like a twitch of some sort and I know I didn't or I would have felt the movement, I look closer at the reflection of myself and suddenly my head turns toward the bathroom door looking straight at my room
I give off a confused expression and being a curious person I head to my room and look straight at the mirror, my reflection looking back at me I mean not me looking at myself. My reflection actually looking back me like its another person, the reflection raises their arm and points to my closet
I look at my closet then back at my reflection before I could ask why the reflection was just my own again
I look at my closet then start to walk over to it peaking inside seeing nothing but clothes on hangers and shoes on the floor and also boxes with old things in them
Then suddenly a bright light blinds me making me guard my eyes with my hands so I won't be blinded and when the light dies down I remove my hands to see I'm outside in a beautiful place a forest to be exact
