Aneon [Incomplete]

Chapter 5

It was raining and my red hair was soaking wet. It started to cling to my back and the pieces in front of my face started to cling together and got all spacey. I looked to my left and to my right but no one was around. ‘Really? You ask me to come when it’s raining and then not show up to welcome me to the school? Ugh how unprofessional.’ I kept on saying over and over in my head ‘Stupid school. Stupid me.’ I walked up to the gate and looked around for a door bell or something but I didn’t see anything. My eyes finally adapted to the darkness of the night sky and rain. I saw a tree close by to the school’s wall and I decided to stand under it to shelter from the rain. Tap tap. “Huh?” I said aloud. Did I just hear tapping or is the rain messing with my hearing?Then I heard it again this time it was closer and there were more than two taps. I finally realised it’s not tapping, it’s footsteps. I got out from under the tree and looked around to see who’s out there. Still I could not see anything. “Get out of the way!” I heard a male voice yell in the distance. “Huh?” It took some time to seep into my brain. I finally saw a herd of boys running toward the gate. My feet didn’t move. It was like someone stuck my shoes to the floor with a glue gun. Finally my feet started to move but it was too late. All I remember was a boy running in my direction and total, complete darkness. I was unconscious.

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Everything was black and dark. I looked down and I was wearing a dress. “A dress! Ugh! I hate dresses!” I yelled even though no one was around to hear it.

I looked even further down and saw that my shoes disappeared but there was a chain on my ankle. I bent down to pick up the chain but when I tugged on it, it was connected to something else. The chain was long but I couldn’t see its end or what it was connected to. It disappeared into the thick, never ending darkness. My feet started moving in the direction the chain disappeared into darkness. “What the hell?!” I said aloud.

I couldn’t control my feet or my body. It had a mind of its own. So there I was walking into darkness and complete nothing-ness (if that’s even a word). Looking around for a hint of life anywhere. But there wasn’t, until I saw…him. Who is that gorgeous boy? Is he an angel? Am I dead? No I couldn’t be. I don’t feel dead at least. I wonder? No, no, no I’m not. Then who is he? I looked from afar, I didn’t want him to see me but my feet kept on moving toward him. It was like some sort of force was pulling me to him. He didn’t move, look up or even opened his eyes. He just sat there with one leg perched, head bowed and his eyes closed. He was in white pants only. No shoes, no shirt. The chain was wrapped around his ankle, connecting us. He had red hair that covered the left side of his face like mine, pale skin with a mark of some sort on his cheek. He was skinny but not too skinny, looked about the same height as I am and looked the same age. Heck. We could look like we’re related. Except that he was totally hot! But I know we couldn’t be related. I’m an orphan.

            Finally my feet stopped moving but it stopped moving in front of him. My body turned to face him and then my feet gave out from under me. So there I was on both knees in front of him. Crap! Crap! Crap!Was all I could say to myself. I stared at him praying to god he doesn’t open his eyes until I wake up from this amazing yet embarrassing dream. I saw him take a deep breath then slowly his eyes opened. Beautiful, ice, blue eyes were staring into mine. My eyes are the same colour but on him it looks so angelic. We just sat there staring at each other for what seemed like forever. He slowly raised his hand to my forehead and then passed it down to my right cheek. He paused, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened them again and continued passing his hand down to the right side of my neck, then my right shoulder, then my arm and finally he reached my hand. I shuddered under his touch. He sent warmth and what felt like a static shock through my whole body. It felt heavenly. He stopped, lifted my hand up to his mouth and he kissed it. I could’ve had a heart attack right there and then but I didn’t want this moment to end. He moved his lips from my hand and stared at me again. This time his eyes held mine in a tight but warm grip.