Boboiboy L/S: Future's Call (BOOK 3) {DISCONTINUED}

Future Fang

At night, barely any of them could sleep. Even Gopal was finding it hard to fall asleep when every other time, within sight range of his bed he would begin to walk with is back arched frontwards. All with he exception of Astor, of course, who found this night like any other peaceful night. 

Boboiboy found it difficult to fall asleep too, even with his best techniques, the horror of forgetting to do an assignment and of making a mistake in his subject selection form loomed out at him like a clingy bug.

'Having trouble sleeping?' said the voice in his head.

'Not now, Dragintar...'

'Let me take over. I can fall easily quickly. Please?'

'Fine. But I will take over in the morning, alright?'

'Of course.'

With a flip to be in a more comfortable position, Boboiboy's brown eyes changed into amber orange. Dragintar closed his eyes, his mind blank, but for a certain person that he loved, Aspen, still on his mind, he fell asleep.

***

The first week back to school passed as quickly as you might have never imagined. Each of them were supplied with new loads of homework and projects to be finished. So far, the most interesting thing that had happened this week was the Private School of Blazeland dismissing their students early one day because of their generator catching fire. Wind was most excited when he explained to them how the fire alarm rang throughout the school, how shocked he was when he found out it was a real fire, and how the fire truck came rumbling into the school.

"Guess what happened to me?" Fang told Lia, Earth, Wind, Ying and Yaya at large, who were the first ones to be back. "I got an F handed back to me in History, just because I said I thought Germany was responsible for World War One..."

Ying looked offended. "But they're not! It's not their fault...remember? It's the assassination and MAIN..."

"Well, I disagreed, because they asked me for my opinion in that assessment. So I was honest, wasn't I?"

Lia shook her head disbelievingly as Earth frowned. But Ying and Yaya looked as though they were about to kill. Fang only knew them too well to know that they always stick up for the facts, instead of opinions.Wind remained oblivious to the new topic that had just started. Instead, he was humming happily to himself and staring out of the kitchen window.

"They asked for my opinion." Fang repeated pointedly.

Yaya sighed, collapsing back into her chair. But Ying still glared daggers across the dining table, as if wishing for nothing more but to punch Fang. Earth, who noticed this, cleared his throat loudly. It wasn't until the doorbell rang that everyone froze where they were. No one they knew rings the door bell except for the pizza guy...

"I'll get the door." Lia said, getting up and running over to the living room. Ying sat down, but crossed her arms and legs that it looks like she wasn't going to disentangle them for centuries. But the entrance of someone new, brought in by a nervous-looking Lia, removed all thoughts at once.

The visitor had blue spiked hair tinged with white here and there. He was wearing high-tech glasses, a dirty peach buttoned shirt which he didn't bother to button up, dark blue trousers and black socks. This man, guessing, should be in his mid-thirties. Judging by his outfit and dirt stains on his peach shirt, he could've been in a forest expedition. But what shocked them the most was that he resembled a lot to Fang, except that he had blue hair instead of purple and blue eyes instead of red. 

Fang had stood up, glaring at the man. 

"Hello stranger!" Wind greeted cheerfully, waving at him.