I'll take a Stab at it

Chapter 3: Just another day

Why does school have to exist sometimes. I mean I like going, it gives me something to do, but it just seems like some of the teachers tend to repeat themselves at times, I am 90% certain that this is the 4th time we talked about the civil rights movement.

"Mister Matthews I really do hope you can answer a question for me! Because if not everyone is getting a quiz! Tell me one of the actions used by the civil rights movements during a protest!" and this teacher seems to especially have it out for me, I could sneeze and he'd try and say I was purposefully disrupting class, I would hunt him down to but he really isn't worth the effort.

"Well sir, the most common action taken would be peaceful protests, which were ways of protest without utilizing violence or force of any kind, such as voicing beliefs or sitting outside segregated shops." I enjoy showing him up in class, if he's gonna try so hard to make me out as some kind of delinquent then I will just make him seem like an incompetent teacher. He seemed satisfied with my answer and went back to his lecture. If he was more focused on the class as a whole then maybe he would have noticed 5 other students on their phones while 3 others are doodling in their books and one is just sleeping, full on out cold, I'm pretty sure I can hear him snoring. I'm not gonna claim to be a perfect student but at least I pay attention when he talks. The bell just rang dismissing us meaning I get to to go to one of my 2 favorite classes next.

"Don't forget about your projects which are due when you get back from this weekend." Oh stuff it already you blow heart, half of us already turned it in anyway.

"Hey haze, are you ready for art?" Ah Jax right on schedule, first he asks if I'm ready for the next class, then proceeds to drop information about the "mysterious killer."

"Yep but why don't you just give me whatever new info you dug up already? You look ready to wet yourself." I always regret encouraging him to tell me this stuff because it usually results in me getting dragged like a ragdoll, but I do get to my next class faster so bright sides.

"You know one of these day you're gonna end up ripping my arm off, or slamming me against someone." Instead of addressing my concerns he just pats my head and pulls up a computer.

"So last night I couldn't sleep much-"

"Okay red flags, if you're having troubles with your dreams, just know it's perfectly normal for teens to start having those kinds of dreams." He makes it way too easy.

"No! I just mean that I decided to go for a small walk last night and came across the killer." okay now that's surprising, I didn't even notice him last night how did he see me.

"Are you sure, it could have been some guy pulling a prank or something." This is bad, is he trying to get me to confess, or is he gonna accuse me.

"I'm certain, and I found something out, he wears a mask when he kills which is why no one's identified him. I didn't really see what else he was wearing though, as soon as I saw the mask and him kill someone I hid in a nearby trashcan." So he didn't see me after all, that's a relief. But now that I'm not scared, I've realized how pissed I am.

"What the hell were you thinking!? You could've been killed you idiot!" I chewed him out after hitting him over the head. I know I wouldn't have hurt him, but if one of those muggers saw him they could've tried to use him as a hostage.

"Sorry, I know I should've run away or called the cops, but part me was hoping to actually talk to him but I got too scared." Oh gosh, now he looks like a kicked puppy.

"*Sigh* Look just be careful, I don't feel up to going to a funeral for one of my friends anytime soon okay."

"Who are these friends you're talking about? You mean you actually talk to people? GASP!"

"Wow okay then,see if I help you study again." We looked at each other for a bit before bursting out laughing. The bell rang and signaled the beginning of art class, meaning I actually get to enjoy myself at school.

"Okay class as you know it's Friday, meaning it's creative day. Go nuts!" Our teacher said with a bored tone, she may act like she doesn't care ... and she really doesn't. She's nice but she just doesn't exert more energy than she has to, needless to say me and her get along just great.

"So are you actually gonna draw today or go back to stalking a killer?" Jax seriously needs to take a break from obsessing over me, wow there was absolutely no way to make that sound good.

"Well considering what I saw last night, i think I'm actually gonna make an effort at drawing."

"Thank you." and with that we got to our work.

Halfway through the class i actually thought to ask something.

"Hey if you saw this killer, why didn't you call the cops, or me, or the COPS!?" though if he had called me it may have given away my secret.

"Well I kind of forgot to grab my phone before I left, and I was gonna go back to get it but I thought I might run into you on my way." Okay well on his part he wasn't wrong, but he still doesn't get off easy, and with that I thwacked him with my art book.

"OW! Why?"

"Because at that point you should've been wearing a sign that said "please mug me."" Seriously he shouldn't be risking his safety because he trusts me.

"Whatever. Oh by the way Emy wanted us to get together and head to the cafe after school, what do you say?"

"Just us three? What about the other's?"

"The others are busy with detention so we're gonna have to make do without them."

"Well that's what they get for breaking the rules." Yeah coming from me it doesn't mean a lot, but at least I'm not getting detention almost every day. Oh I should mention I do have more than just Jax as a friend, he just happens to be my best friend. Emy is a different story, while I found Jax, Emy found us. She pretty much made it her mission to see us happy and eventually she got her wish and we became friends.

"Yeah Yeah, So are you in or out."

"Sure I could use something sweet."

"You know eating too many sweets is bad for you, I don't know where you pack it all, or how your teeth have yet to rot."

"The answer to both would be, I do what I want." And that was how the conversation ended.

School seemed to drag on today but now I finally get to have my sweets. We headed to our usual hangout place which was a nice little cafe called "Rhyme", It got it's name because anybody can volunteer to play music or something like that. 

"Finally I've been waiting forever for you guys to show up, my gosh your slow." Emy said as we entered the cafe, it seems she got us a little booth in the corner.

"We would have been here faster but someone kept gushing about his new killer crush." I say while pointing to a large nerd behind me.

"For the last time I don't have a crush on him!"

Me and Emy just laughed and enjoyed the atmosphere. This place just really relaxing, an overall nice place to just enjoy life.

After we all parted ways, Jax and E,y left for home and me off to work. I work at a bakery near a good part of town and business is usually booming since the owner and I have been coveted by the newspaper and critics that we make the best sweets ever, so much so that the shop has become a tourist attraction, makes me proud.

"Ah, Haze great timing, I think I see the mob starting to form." The owner says. His name is William Minthes and he is amazing at anything that involves a kitchen, and who says men can't cook?

"Then it looks I better get geared for battle!" I say and head towards the employee dressing room.

"All right, Haze my noble second in command are you ready for this."
"AYE AYE SIR!"
"THEN TO YOUR BATTLE STATIONS!"

We are known to be quite weird bakers. It may be just us at the bakery but we manage to get things done fast and easy. After the rush things tend to quiet down until closing time. After work me an Mr.Minthes lock up and head home.

I decided to get some sleep for once tonight, but as always i get the same nightmare and just stay up for hours on end. Just another typical day.