You woke up to light being flooded into your room, hitting your face. You quickly try to block it with your pillow.
"It's Monday sweetheart," You heard your mother say, "You need to get ready. But if you don't w-"
"I'm fine, mom," You smile up at her.
She gave you a sad smile, and nodded.
Sitting up on your bed, you swung your legs over the the side and stood up. You stretched and made your way to the bathroom, grabbing your iPod and speaker, a change of clothes and a towel on your way. You turn the shower on, and waited for it to warm up. You turned on the speaker and put on (fav/song).
As you stripped out of your pajamas and hopped into the shower, you music started to act a bit funny. You didn't think much of it. Probably because of the steam.
It went back to normal after a few moments, but not playing your song. Instead it was playing 'Pop goes the weasel'. You enjoyed that song but you didn't remember putting that on your iPod. It was joyful at first, like how it always is, but it started to get a bit creepy towards the end of it. You tried ignoring it, finishing up in the shower. It seemed to be on a loop because it didn't end until you turned off the water. As soon as you touched the knob to the water, you could've sworn you heard laughter.
You grabbed your towel and wrapped yourself up, stepping out of the shower. You didn't see anyone and looked out the door, finding it was the same as the bathroom. No one. I probably just imagined this, you thought to yourself, I must be going crazy after yesterday. You shut the door again and got ready for school.
You got to school and tried to find your friends. You weren't popular, but you did have more than a few friends. You only trusted a few, but the rest were nice. Scanning the campus, you found your best friends, Victoria and Thomas. You waved to them as you jogged up to catch them.
"Hey guys! Wait up!"
They turned at the sound of your voice and smiled.
"Hey (Y/N), what's up?" Thomas asked. He wasn't much taller than you, maybe an inch or two, pretty skinny, but not too much and was a shade between pale and tan. He had a bit of an emo hair cut, not enough to style it, but enough to cover his eyes somewhat. It was a darkish brown, and his eyes were the same color. He had an Asking Alexandria shirt on with dark red skinny jeans on and matching beanie. He was an awesome guy, and you guys were pretty much in sync most of the time.
"Hey midget! Did you get the rash checked out?" Victoria asked. She probably had 3-4 inches on you and was a bit heavier (not trying to offend anyone). Her hair was a bleached blonde and she was pale. She was wearing a purple t-shirt, blue skinny jeans with her favorite black combat boots. She was feisty, a bit rude, but she was an amazing friend and was always there for you.
They had been your friends since the 6th grade. Always there for everything and never breaking your trust.
"Yeah," You looked down, a bit sad, remembering everything from yesterday.
The two of them noticed your sudden mood change.
"You okay?" Victoria asked, Thomas sharing her curiosity.
You nod, "Yeah, just a bit embarrassed," You lied.
They look at each other, not buying it but not pressing it further. Victoria grabs your hand, to pull you to your guys first period, the class you hated the most.
**Hey guys, so sorry about this chapter being short. I've been having writers block lately so yeah. I'll try to add the next chapter as soon as I can! If you have any ideas, I'd love to hear them!!**
