Fictional Fantasy Volume One (Completed)

Chapter Four - Yuki Rey

I stood next to Rachel's locker, staring down John who stood at the other side of the hallway. He was wearing the same blue suit.

"Do you ever change?" I asked him.

He didn't respond. I looked down at myself. I was wearing the same borrowed hoodie and red sneakers from yesterday, but I had changed into a clean pair of jeans. John just wore the same thing every day. I wondered if he was like those cartoon characters where everything in the closet was the same thing copied over countless times.

The hallway slowly got more and more busy as we got closer and closer to the start of homeroom. Before long, Rachel was coming down the hallway. She opened her locker to get the books she'd be needing for morning classes.

Did you do it?

I was anxious for her to reply, and kept poking her shoulder. She ignored me, and closed the locker. I followed her to homeroom.

She gestured for me to go so that I wouldn't be late for my homeroom, and I pointed my fingers to my eyes and back to her as I backed out of the room.

~_~

During lunch, Rachel and I quickly ate and then went to the library. John didn't follow us as he agreed to leave me alone during lunch periods.

Ok. I didn't spend a lot of time on it as I had to do homework but...

Rachel put down her phone, glanced around and showed me the palm of her hand. After a few seconds, a small flame appeared. My mouth dropped open and she laughed. The fire disappeared. I looked around, then showed her my thumb, making an equally tiny flame.

We probably shouldn't be doing this at school

Probably not.

My place after school?

We could always cut class?

But what about John?

Don't worry.

I'd been able to get John to leave me alone once or twice when I cut class in the past, and I'd probably be able to get him to help out with not getting in trouble with the school. The bigger problem was Rachel's mother. Although, in the past Rachel had been able to keep the nurse from calling her when feigning illness to hang out with me.

Meet me at the rock?

Do you have it with you?

Yeah I don't want to risk my mom finding it. Meet me at the rock?

Alright.

We glanced at each other and I stood up. She headed to the nurse, and I went to find John.

I found him. "I think I'm coming down with something." I pretended to cough.

"Weren't you sick all last week?" He asked skeptically.

I had been, but I could work this to my advantage. "I think it's come back. I don't stand a chance here. I'll have to leave."