onyx: poltergeist

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I rolled over; slamming my hand down on what I thought was the alarm clock. Nothing. All that my floppy right hand had met was just the air flowing beneath it.

I frowned. Where the actual hell was that god damn alarm clock? Didn't I always put it on the bedside table on my right? Strange indeed.

I flipped over and swam begrudgingly through the white sheets, hammering down on a button to silence the incessant noise. Thankfully the beeping had finally died down, just enough to get me awake in the morning, but not too much to end me with a throbbing headache.

Reaching up to wipe the last seconds of sleep lingering in my eyes, I leant over again to reach out for the dearly beloved pair of glasses that I would die without. Nothing. There was absolutely no sign of those spectacles on either side of the night stands.

I stared straight ahead blankly, staring at the room I was in. It was huge, too huge for me to sleep in, let alone live in. The size of the bedroom itself felt like the size of the entire apartment I used to live in before my family moved to the suburbs. I caught sight of a nearby clock suspended from a wall; miraculously I could find a way to even read the timing on it without my glasses. Odd.

It was clear that I was already running late for school, and I had Creative Writing with Mr Lambert for the first period, so the last thing I wanted was to be the last to step foot inside the homeroom. I immediately tossed off the blanket and got up, before a draft hit me at around the chest area sending me to bundle myself up again. I narrowed my brows; I wouldn't usually feel cold in the morning, what's happening lately?

That was when I realised two things that shocked the daylights out of me.

Firstly, I wasn't wearing any article of clothing since last night. Secondly, my chest region was undeniably furry, and it was pretty obvious that the rest of my figure was masculine as well. Weird.

I hopped off the bed and straightened out the sheets, before turning my head towards the bathroom to get myself cleaned up for school. I was about to squeeze out a fair share of toothpaste onto the only available brush when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

Oh my god.