Hunted

Chapter 2

Friday, September 8th

Last night... had another funny dream.

There was a guy, but I couldn't see his face. He was... in the cemetery, I think? The one behind the old church?

He was talking to me about something but I couldn't hear him. It was like speaking through water, as if something was making it sound all distorted.

He had dark hair, that much I was sure of. He was... fairly tall? At least six feet, I'd say.

Wait... that sounds awfully like Casper Lianders. I don't know what my mind was dreaming about, but definitely not any pleasant thoughts.

I hope I didn't just dream about Lianders. That would have been totally disgusting. Only god knows where his hands - and tongue - have been.

Also, got a major assignment to do today for Physics. Some project about magnetism. Gotta ask some senior to be my partner because there aren't any juniors in my class. (I would say that I'm sad, but I'm not. Not really, since Levi Ridley is in my class and he's hot as fresh pizza straight out the oven.)

Well... maybe not. Nothing beats pizza.

(He came close, though. Very close.)

Kat asked me to go to the fair with her today after school. I asked why she isn't going with Josh, and she said that he has a basketball game at the exact same time.

Well, now I get the feeling that I might be a third wheel for a while.

Probably for a couple of months. Or years. Depends on how long they're going to stay together.

Wow, wait; I just realized that I'm going to be late unless I drive. Great.

I hope I find a parking spot. It's really squishy this time of the year.

Later

Just came back from school. Had such a great time.

(That was sarcasm, by the way, in case you can't tell.)

(You can't tell that. You're a poorly binded notebook.)

Very late

The fair ended half an hour ago. I'm writing this at 9:59 pm - well, ten o'clock now, actually.

Anyway. Let's start over, shall we?

When I got to the fair Kat was already there (Josh dropped her off), and she was talking with this volunteer at the fair.

Who turned out to be Primrose. I know, I was surprised too.

Anyway, Kat wanted to talk about "working out their differences" and some other crap. Personally I think that no one can reason with Primrose, but Kat is stubborn and a bit naive (sorry, Kat) and wishes that everyone was happy and the world was full of roses.

(Roses have thorns, too, Kat.)

So anyway, the conversation didn't turn out the way Kat had wanted. Primrose, being the drama queen that she was, told Kat that she was a "boyfriend stealer" and a "*******" (many beeping exchanges here that I shall not elaborate on). Kat was a little sad - personally, I thought that she should've been a bit more mad - but we went our separate ways and everything was good.

However...

After the fair I drove home - Josh came to pick up Kat and I did not want to watch another pre-porn session so I quickly escaped. Now, I got home, and I opened my car door, and a dead crow dropped from overhead.