Midnight One Shots

Story 10

There he is again. He is circling me, why? Do I strike his interest? Maybe not, maybe it's my imagination. I stay seated in the same place after all no one really comes near me anyways, like he is any different. I glance around my surroundings the place does seem a little more crowded than usual... I scanned into what was in front of me even more as a stampede of popular kids rushed past following this one first year kid. She is so small compared to the leader of the pack. Behind me two groups of people that normally stay away from each other mixed and mangled just get a closer look. I, as usual had a front row seat to the poor kids downfall. I wish I could do something I mean even if I tired what good would it do? The leader, the fangs shoved the girl to the floor. I  swipe my head behind me, the teachers, this is a school. Why aren't they helping?! Before I get a chance to see what happened the girl is crying and everyone in the area is mumbling to themselves. Gossip was spreading as more and more people flooded in. Suddenly out of no where a teacher finally appeared in front of the fight. Within a minute or to of the teacher being there the fight was done and half of the crowd gone. Nothing too big then. The girl is still crying as she walks with the teacher into the nearest building. I wish I could have helped- "but you would have only made it worse." He dragged out the s sound as he whispered in my ear. Startled I pushed myself away from him against the wall. He laughed gleefully. This was the same guy that was circling me earlier... What? Why would he say something like that to me? He doesn't even know me, I don't know him. He frowns then scratches the back of his head thoughtfully. He sits down next to where I was orignally sitting. I question myself as I sit properly next to him and relax. He slowly pulls out his headphones and starts listening to music quite loudly. He was quite strange, no one normally confronts me like that at all. He doesn't seem like a person quite to stick out as much as he does. His school uniform was scruffy, his shirt half tucked and tie wasn't straight. He had blonde hair that stood on its ends so you could see every detail of his face. His eyes were a mixture of many different colours the main one being a dazzling emerald. I stared at the ground, scared to make eye contact with the idiot that decided it would be a good idea to make me uncomfortable. Without even a second break from my eyes being away from him he lightly tapped my shoulder. I looked over to see him offering me one of his earphones. Without hesitation I took his earphone and started listening to his music. It was good excatly like mine... I wanted so bad to ask him why he sat with me but before I could muster a word one of my closest friends walked to me. She was a pure example of how small people are terrifying however, on the outside you could never know. She wore her hair down and straightened with a piece tied round to the back on both sides and clipped down with hair pins.  She shouted a greeting in my face as I ripped out the earphone and looked at her. I replayed her greeting in the exact same happy, loud tone. "I came over because you look really lonely by yourself." I questioned her as I look over to my side. He wasn't there. He was gone.