Loving The Undead

Chapter 3

As soon as I stepped into the classroom all heads turned towards me and Nya. There was hushed whispers about me, that I knew, but all the attention was making me feel slightly claustrophobic. I gave my teacher the sheet he was supposed to sign, he directed me to my seat, and I went to the back of the room avoiding everyone's gazes. Nya skipped to the seat next to me, a smile on his face. "What are you doing?" Nya asked, peering over to look at my worksheet. "Um, the work." I say, in a whisper. "Ew, no one wants to do work!" He exclaimed loudly, standing up his hands thrown in the air. "Mr. Nya, would you like to tell the class the answer to number 2?" Mrs. Johnson asked with a glare. "Yes, Mrs. J. The answer is 369." Nya said in a bored tone. To my shock, it was actually right! "Th-that's right." The teacher said. I sat astonished at what Nya had said, I shook my head then went to start on my work.

~Lunch~

"But the thing is, dogs can't get along with cats!" Ranted Nya, we sat at a lunch table having a heated discussion about Cats and Dogs. "Nya! Dogs can to get along with cats. Plenty of people have cats and dogs in the same house." I countered. "Lalalalal! I don't believe you." Nya screamed. "Nya! Shhh!" I hushed. He Looked at me with a weird expression and sat down. The cafeteria was loud and big. There was all the cliques at their tables, associating with each other and having a good time. While I sat with a cat obsessed boy. I sighed and looked out the window, Nya still trying to argue with me. In the lone of the trees there was this ominous shadow that made me feel as if I was being watched. I squinted my eyes and looked again, but I couldn't make the figure out. I sighed and turned around. Maybe I'm just imagining things. I think to myself, but there was still that feeling as if I was being watched. I looked down at my lap, making a curtain of my hair. "Hey..Vesper? Are you OK?" Nya whispered, moving my hair behind my shoulder and behind my ear. "I'm fine.." I whisper, trying to calm my nerves and stop my panic attack. "Jus-Just...give me some air.." I pant, the world spinning and tipping. I looked up, the feeling of being watched and followed was getting stronger and stronger. My breathing started to pick up, and my vision was blurring. Next thing I know, I'm being lifted into strong arms and taken out of the crowded lunch room. The last thing I saw was Nya looking down at me with a concerned look before I welcomed the darkness.