Warriors

Chapter One

(Y/N) - Your name

  You sat quietly, filled with boredom, as you listened to the lesson your English Teacher was, well, teaching.

  "Fairy tales were told to almost everyone here. You know,  the classics such as "Cinderella" , " The Three Little Pigs" , and "Sleeping Beauty". We all know that these stories are fictional. Pigs and Wolves can not talk neither can they build houses. People can not have Fairy godmothers and neither can mice turn into horses. And of course, in Sleeping Beauty , people can not turn into dragons because, well, dragons are fake."

  "Excuse me, Mr," you crossed your legs, " I disagree. I do believe there is a world, or dimension, where all these "fictional " stories are actually, reality. There is no proof that there isn't something like it. In fact, what if in that dimension, they're telling stories about us? What if they're telling their students we're the fictional people?"

  The bell rung and everyone stood up to leave, but you. You sat there on your seat, staring directly into your teachers' black eyes. He stared at you aswell. You sat up straight and folded your hands on top of your desk.

  "Go to your next period, (Y/N)."

  " No. Not until you prove to me that those "Fairy Tales" are fake." You retorted.

                 ☆°•Time Skip•°☆

  You stood in the principles' office, listening to the mumbling shared between your Dad (or mom, or guardian) and your English teacher.

  "(Y/N) likes to argue and interfere with lessons, constantly, everyday,"  your English teacher sneered.

  You then zoned out and everything became inaudible. You thought about how you make someones' job worse. You thought about how you pull your parents/guardians out of their work every day.

  The office door slams as your father (mother, or guardian) rushes out,  looking enraged and he leaves you. He leaves you in the office. You run to follow him but as you got out of the school building, you saw his 1968 White Dodge Dart car leave the parking lot, abandoning you. You watch his car until he turned a corner, and you simply assumed he was going home without you. 

   You started to leave. You didn't want to go back home. You just wanted to go somewhere. Somewhere, just not here..

I hope you like the First Chapter, I know it's really short,  sorry. I'll try updating weekly, probably every Sunday or Saturday. Bye ~~ Spaceboyjuno