The Blissful Nightmare

Chapter Oༀཇེ- Aftermath•Part 1-2•Day1

As I was sighing in relief of panic, my dad shouted "get up for school!" which seemed to bring panic right back. I didn't stand around so I could get yelled at again so I rushed into my closet to get dressed. Basic stuff any teen would have in his closet. Skinny jeans, snapbacks, my longboard, a random assortment of shirts and hoodies, and one of my shoes.

After I got washed up, dressed and prepared for school, I went down stairs and said hey to my dad who made my breakfast everyday before I went to school. Nothing special just waffles or pancakes. When I got to the last step my dad was already out the door waving bye to me from the window. I chuckled under my breath and got my stuff ready. I grabbed 3 waffles, drank a huge gulp of some orange juice, and I left the house.

As I was walking to school, I couldn't stop thinking about my nightmare. I couldn't figure out what it meant. It was so weird and real. It was at my school, and everything was so in sync with how the school looks in real life. Except the fact of students are here and it's morning not a deathly hollow setting with a eeire sky.

But all I know was in a nightmare or in reality, I'd rather not be going to A-1 which was science.

As I walked into the school, I saw my life long friend Nazerath Morris. Cool guy, funny, great help, known him since 2nd grade. He's more like a brother really. I could talk to him about anything, which got me thinking should i tell him about the nightmare? If I am, how could he help me anyway? Its hope less I said to myself under my breath, he wouldn't even believe me. He'd probably think its a joke to.

Just as I was waking into class to my seat, i tried acting like everything was ok and that I did not just have a nightmare that started in here. I got to my seat and put my head down instantly. Nazerath then asked if everything was alright. I couldn't tell him about the nightmare so I just ignored him.

Our science teacher Mr.Yuri (Ur-E) caught everyone's attention by writting the three words everybody hates on the chalk board. "Project due tommorow" . I wasn't worried seeing how I have a bigger problem on my hands. And the fact that I only have a few more statements to write down then I'm done. Just then Nazerath hit me like he always does. It doesn't hurt, he just does it to be funny but he can get it to hurt , a lot. He whispered to me "something wrong bro? Tell me cuz I'll hit harder " he threatened me. I laughed a little and just told him no.