He led me behind a very large bush, this time gently leading me instead of dragging me.
"Well, I have to admit, I have never been behind a bush before. Although, you were wrong on the fact that I dream of it." I announce sarcastically. Even though I have had some pretty strange dreams, I've never dreamed of skipping school with a cute guy and hiding in a bush.
He just looked at me and smiled slightly, then he closed his eyes. Taking his hand from my elbow, he cupped a pendant I didn't notice before hanging around his neck. I try craning my head to see it, but his hands were blocking it. I should've realized that before I even tried to look I grumbled to myself. He started muttering something, then with one hand still holding his pendant, grabs my wrist and says," I know this is going to sound weird, but we are going to teleport."
I must be hearing things, because i'm pretty sure there is no such thing as teleporting. And I have seen some pretty strange things. Also, what is up with this guy and grabbing my arm?
"Umm, excuse me? Teleporting?" I inquire skeptically, looking at him oddly. He didn't say anything and just kept his eyes closed, looking as if he was concentrating really hard.
Crap, what if he's some kind of psychopath that is going to all of a sudden put me in a headlock, pull out a knife, and use me to threaten my family? Though, I don't know why he would do that, we don't really have anything to steal and he would just-
I suddenly doubled over. It felt as if every single cell in my body had been ripped apart, and then somebody just lazily taped it back together. I closed my eyes tightly, trying to catch my breath and breath deeply so I wouldn't throw up. Oh my yamalamanumyadiftrya! I silently curse in my head, even though, you know, that's not really a curse word.
"Are you okay?" I hear some deep, soft voice say. Realizing it's Radames, I open my eyes a little and look at him.
"Do I LOOK okay?" I demand in a sarcastic, yet somehow... weak voice. Then, the stomach ache subsided just as quickly as it came, and a headache appeared. A very, very bad headache. You know, why don't we just call it a migraine?
I groan and close my eyes tightly again, roughly cradling my head as if I can squeeze the migrain right out of it. I feel something lifting me up, but I at the moment I don't care. I keep my eyes shut and my head between my hands. Then the headache subsides, and I fall into blackness.
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When I come to, I open my eyes groggily and sit up, realizing i'm laying on the floor in my bedroom. Oh thank God, it was just a dream! I must of fallen asleep, and fallen off my bed while passed out. Looking at my alarm clock, I realize it's almost time for supper and stand up. I walk over to my door, opening it. When I walk out, I freeze, realizing something.
This is not my house.
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