"no no no no...FUCK!" Chay heard the bell go off as he ran through the now empty halls of his high school. What had been filled with hundreds of students merely moments before now lay bear with only a few papers strewn about the hall. He picked up speed, practically hovering above the ground as he ran through the halls. Heart in his throat and palms sweaty, he through himself into his first period class. Panting heavily he quickly made his way the back of the class. Throwing his book bag down, practically throwing himself into the seat. Not moments later his teacher came into the room.
She was a rather small person, her hair was pulled up into a tight bun and her glasses were pushed up her nose. She glanced around, her face crunching together when her eyes fell on Chay. She bit her lip gently and turned to her notes. "good morning class, as you may notice we have a new student. James Dorn, may you please stand."
"James Dorn..." Chay whispered to himself, the name sounded familiar on his tongue... where had he heard it before? someone pushed by Chay as they moved to the front of the class.
tall, lean, thick blond hair, silver studs...nice ass- scratch that last one, or no. On second thought he did have a nice ass. Chay shifted as his eyes followed the figure, and he could practically see the smirk on the blonds face, 'did he know I was checking him out?' Chay thought, as his gaze continued to follow the blonds back side. It was like he was in some sort of trance, up tell the blond turned around. An all to happy smile on his face. Chay face fell and he grit his teeth together, "James." he hissed lowly to himself. The name did a ring a bell and not a good one.
James Dorn, age unknown. Had been one of Chays many followers on everything which wasn't uncommon. But what clued Chay into this guys creepy behavior, was that he knew practically everything about Chay...that included his home address. The only thing that clued Chay on this fact, is when gifts rather...explicit ones at that where drooped right outside his door. usually late at night as well.
James made eye contact with a evil gleam in his eyes, Chay gulped. This is going to be a long year.
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The Fallen
FantasyChay ran, his breath was heavy in his ears. He heard the thrum of the person chasing him, his breath clouded his vision, as it created clouds around him. He jumped over a box, to trying to avoid another blast of light sent his way. he landed on hi...
