Erik Chapter two
I slowly get out of bed. I hate waking up in daylight. It doesn’t feel right. I’d much prefer to sleep all day, but that’s not going to happen today. School. I sigh.
I walk into the bathroom on the right side of my room. I hate this apartment. It’s so tiny. I would have bought a mansion, but that would be the first place he would try to find me at.
I’m just going to have to deal with this. I look around in one of the boxes in the bathroom for my toothbrush. After I found it and brushed my teeth.
I went to my closet. I take a black shirt and skinny jeans. I grab a pen and a notebook from my drawer beside my bed.
Then I go to the kitchen/living room to get me a warm bottle of blood. It’s not as good as the real thing but it sates the hunger.
I lick my lips. Yum. When I look at the clock it’s time to go. I sigh and put my coat on.
I walk to the door, but I stop at the mirror. I look like an average boy. Average gothic boy. I may look 19 but I’m not. I sigh again and finally walk out of the apartment.
I walk down the hall. I can hear a mother telling her kids to hurry up or they’re going to be late for school. I shake my head. There clock is probably off, again.
I walk past their door and out the door that says exit in big red letters. I instantly close my eyes. Fucking sun.
When I open my eyes again I start walking to my Harley. I love this bike. It has always been my favorite. I get on the bike and turn the key, loving how the bike hummed. I smile to myself. I feel free when I’m riding. Like nothing can stop me.
But I know….. That one day… They will find me.
……… Later on that day…………
When I get to the school all I can think is; what a piece of crap. The grass is too long. The sign is fading and missing some words. Now it says Bum instead of Labum.
I guess it makes sense. These kids are bummed out because they go to a school called Bum. I walk up the steps to the building. People ignore me. Good I don’t want the attention.
Then someone points at me from a group of snobs. I said it too soon. I carry on not even giving them the tiniest of glance.
I walk through the doors of Bum High School. I need to stop saying that. I look around taking my surroundings in. The school looks better than the outside I’ll give them that. High ceilings. The walls are painted white with a yellow strip at the bottom of the wall. The floors are black. Not bad.
First door to the right is the office. I walk into the office and there’s a weird looking women behind her desk. She wears makeup thick. Really thick.
She gives me a bright smile. “You must be Erik Abe.” She has a squeaky voice. Must drive people insane, I know I can’t be around this person for an hour. Not that I want to.
I shake my head yes. That’s it.
“One minute sunny.” She starts moving things around her desk. She’s not big on organizing that’s for sure. “Ah Ha!” She hands over a sheet with all my classes on it.
I look over it. I have:
History 1
Algebra 1
Ela 1
Lunch
Homeroom
Art
Algebra 2
Then I’m free to go home and sleep. Maybe read a book, or finish unpacking. Either way, I can’t wait until this day ends.
