Your Past is My Future

Chapter 2 ~

~The music played softly in the background as I silently wrote in my notebook. I was deep in thought making it so that I paid no attention to the sound of the door opening and closing. The sound of Gerard Way's voice pumping through my earbuds, and thoughts flowing through my pen as gracefully as they could. A shadow slowly appeared above me and I look up expecting to see my older brother, but instead I see the bright blue eyes that met my purple ones, those eyes that held the key to my future. Then... I wake up. I've been having dream over and over again for the past two weeks, but my alarm always goes off right before I am able to figure out who this guy is. I never thought I would meet the day when I would start to chase after my dreams, but I just can't get him out of my head. He might save my life.

~I was walking through a maze of hallways. My body seemed to know where to go, but my mind couldn't figure out where I was. I just kind of spaced out and kept walking. My feet eventually stopped moving, snapping me out of my daze, I had paused in front of a random corner in a random room in a place I did not recognize. I looked down and was met with the bright purple eyes that I had longed to meet since the beginning of time. But as soon as I saw her... she left and I woke up under the tree in the cemetery. I ran home and grabbed all of my bags as to not be late for school, and rushed to the bus stop. Once on the bus I put on my headphones and played Pierce the Veil's Collide with the Sky album, then took out my sketch book to work on those purple eyes that not only stole my life, but my heart. 

~I took my usual seat on the bus, across from some guy that never talks. I put on Sounds Like Harmony's Wonderland album, and started to draw those piercing blue eyes that live in my dreams. I wish I knew who they belonged to because I know that they are the one that will help lift this stupid curse. 

School was as normal as it could be. I knew everything because I had already lived through learning it once. I used to have friends, but with everything that's going on I gave up on having those people in my life, and I just kind of keep to myself. Now my only friends are my headphones and notebooks. I go to class, sit in the back of the room, and silently do my work. Then at lunch I eat along in the library surrounded by books. 

When I go home I have no school work to do, due to the situation at hand. So I grab some food, and go on  a website where I talk to strangers, because it can. This time was a bit different from normal because I found that mysterious boy that sits across from me on the bus.

"Do I know you from somewhere?" He asked putting his phone down and looking at me through the screen.

"Kind of... I think I sit across from you on the bus everyday." I replied, I've never fully seen his face before now. He had short blue hair with black streaks in it, and those familiar piercing blue eyes. I suddenly felt hopeful, maybe I found the person that I have spent every day looking for. 

~I don't go on this website a lot, but I got bored and it's an easy way to pass the time. I had been online for about a half hour before I found her. Anastasia Barnavelt, the girl that I was assigned. My family owned a cursed locket, and she happened to be the receiver of this punishment when her grandfather decided to take it from a graveyard. The curse was put on the locket a long time ago, so there was nothing that my family could do but wait for it to be placed upon someone and then try to help reverse it. I had been chosen to do the job over my older brother because 1) she was my age so it would be easier 2) my brother has the IQ of a goldfish. All he cares about are sports and girls, and I didn't want her to have to deal with that. Anyways, I see those bright purple eyes appear on my screen and I had to pretend that I didn't know her and that I wasn't tracking her every move. 

"Do I know you?" I asked, Damn that hurt. I barely know her real personality but I have already started to have a small crush on her. Her eyes hold a mystery, one that I desperately want to solve. 

"Kind of... I think I sit across from you on the bus every day." She responded. She looked so fragile and broken, but within a second there was a small spark of hope in her eyes. We talked for hours, but she never mentioned the curse...

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Hey, sorry that this took so long to put out, I've been working on some of my own stuff lately which includes a new musical project and my own stories. I hope that you enjoyed this chapter and one of the three of us should be putting out an update by Wednesday night. I hope that all of you beautiful souls have a beautiful day.

~Gabi