Trollhunters: Into the Darkness

Part 2: What's Happening Now (pt:1)

    Senior Year. The worst year of high school.The last year of high school. As much as I didn't want to admit it, I wanted this year to end. And yet we're only half way.

    I also used to like school. Learning new things, talking with friends, and being with him.

That's right. Jim Lake Jr. Always had a thing for jumping into trouble without thinking, and getting himself in danger just to prove that. But he also considerate of others, and he put them before himself. I loved that about him.

We all did.

We used to go on all these adventures, living double lives and keeping them a secret. Going to TrollMarket and exploring the depths of all the crystals and caves, making sure to take as much detail as we could. Sparring with each other to our hearts content, which was always a good few hours. But most of all, being together was the one thing that made us all happy.

So where did those days go?

What happened to doing things as a team? What happened to sticking together? We all had a part to play, so just why?

Why did you do it?

Why did you go alone?

Why?

I ask that every day to myself, when I get up in the morning, go to school, and even going to sleep. I think about it all day, and it taunts me.

If only I got there fast enough. I could've saved him.

And now we're alone now, all by ourselves. You were the one who brought us all together, and the reason we all fell apart.

Jim.

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I sigh as I close my books. People are always energetic around this time. After all, it's Friday.

    I overheard students talking about what they were doing after school. And it made me cringe.

"What are doing after school?"

"Nothing really, can I come over?"

"Yeah sure!"

I could feel one of my eyes start to twitch, but quickly shook it off. I guess this is what jealousy feels like. It's funny, I would never get easily jealous...I guess as time passes by, we change to. What two years can do to you right?

I waited for everyone to exit the class, and then quietly grabbed my belongings. I don't have much homework, which is surprising but still. To be honest, I wished I had much more homework, because then I could have something to do over the weekend to keep me occupied.

    I pulled myself out of my seat and trudged out of the classroom. The halls were filled with the loud noises of my classmates, and it filled the air. I proceeded to my locker outside, trying to avoid the stares.

    Walking in that open corridor was, yet again, noisy. People were exiting the school, still talking about there day. I had the urge to roll my eyes, but quickly shook it off. I continued walking when a a small ginger caught my eye.

"Hey Toby."

"Hey Claire."

We didn't even make eye contact. But it's normal I guess. We rarely talk anymore, and those conversations don't last long.

I sigh sadly toward his direction, but quickly turn away. It hurts me to see him hurt. We're both in the same boat, but still. Jim was our best friend, and even after two years, we can't get over him. It hurts so much just to think about him.