Pretty.Odd

2. The "Imanginary Friend"

Having pale skin is horrible. It makes it next to impossible to hide one's blush. I've been falling in love with that blue hair dick.

I entered my room to see one of my beanies on the floor. "Weird," I muttered, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my hands.

"Hello again Stafoni," they spoke to me with venom lacing their voice.

"What do you want from me today," I groaned. I noticed my hands getting darker and my fingers getting sharper by the seconds. I reached under my bed to grab my bag. I slung it over my shoulders and started writing a note, saying I was going to the cafe and I would be there for a few hours. I walked downstairs and set the note on the kitchen counter. Luckily, Brendon was in his room.

I walked outside, shoving my hands in my pockets. I started walking to the forest, preparing myself for what hell would break lose.