Judgmental Anna

Chapter 2 - Sleeping Beauty

Hannah

"I know who you are" I rolled my eyes, One of these kinds of messages again. I typed in a reply and hit sent, "You're one of those annoying pests again". I instantly got a reply and it says to look at the window.

I rolled my eyes and turned my chair to look at it and froze, a silhoutte of a guy. This is how my life will end! Panicking and without thinking, I ran to the window to close it shut and to close the blinds too.

As I was about to close it, he grabs my hand and I almost scream but then he says, 

"Hello Judgmental Anna".

I bolted up and examined my surroundings, I was still in class. I leaned back and breathed deeply. "Just a dream, normal, not bad right?" I whispered to myself. Everyone has left the room which I guess the bell rang while I was asleep. I have noticed Mr.Upton reading a book. I looked out the window and saw no sign of anyone. Have I slept that long?

"Oh you're awake" Mr.Upton lowers his book to look at me. "Oh.. What time is it?" I asked as I stood up slowly and packed my things. "4 after 3, I saw you drifting off to sleep inbetween my story of you know, perhaps you had a rough night so I just left you to sleep.." He explains and returns to his book. I nod and I slung my backpack and said a quick thank you and goodbye to Mr.Upton before running out of the room.

I can't believe I slept that long. My dream though, it felt so real. I shook it off and left the campus. I looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was almost setting. That's really early for the sun to be setting.

While walking home, I felt that someone is following me but I shrugged it off because it just might be a squirrel. Everyday I get followed by a squirrel on my way home, I'm used to it. But then, I moved my attention using my ears, I listened to the sounds carefully. It doesn't sound like tiny squirrel feet or the sound of their nuts falling from their mouths to the concrete pathway, It was heavy footsteps. I turned around and saw no one.

I sighed and turned my head  and my heart almost umped out of my heart. It was just the lamp post. I clutched my hand over my heart and decided to just run just in case, someone is really do following me.

I arrived on my front porch to hear my parents fighting--again. This always happens when the time is around sunset, The time they get home from work and the time they start to argue about how mom saw dad going in a motel.

They've been fighting about this since I was 11. 7 years of hearing shattering glass, 7 years of hearing the door slamming, 7 years of face slapping. I'm used to it. This is halfly the reason why I have anger issues, I have no parents to help me with my pre-teen issues back then. That is why I let my anger on some people out on my blog.

I passed both of them like I was a ghost to them and I locked the door behind me as I place my bag on the table. I got my laptop and typed about Veronia once again. I swear to God that part was real, I know it was.

Being the anxious person I am, I looked over to the messages and thankfully, no messages. I continue to write about Veronica and what she had done to poor,defenseless, Liv.

As the same time I pressed post, I heard sounds coming from my window. I jumped from my seat and slowly turned my head to the window. I squinted my eyes because of the darkness due to the sun already disappearing from the horizons and replacing itself with the illuminated moon and shining stars.

Tiny pebbles, Tiny pebbles are being thrown on my bedroom window. The real question is? Who on earth is throwing the pebbles?

I stood up and moved over to my window and looked down to see no one. What the fuck? Am I just hallucinating because I'm hungry or no? I sighed then walked over to my laptop and stared at the never-ending posts of my blog for the past years.

I re-read every post about Veronica starting on the first day I saw her. Back then, She was still like what she is today.

I scanned over the clock and saw it was already 10:24 PM. I should sleep now. I closed the laptop and jump over to my bed and wrapped myself with my soft blankets. I look like a burrito.

Later, 3:10 AM

tenk...tenk...tENK

My eyes fluttered opened like a butterfly upon hearing sounds coming from my window. Just kidding, Who opens their eyes like a butterfly at 3:10 AM in the morning? No one.

I groaned and stretched over to the window and saw tiny pebbles hitting my glass window one by one. I opened the window and one pebble hits my nose. I sigh and peak my head out of the window, No one.

I sigh and looked at the 3 AM sky. It was still dark but the moon and stars light it up as if the stars are the New York city lights. It was pretty, You could stare at it for ages. I stared at each star with awe.

I opened the window a little bit higher and I stepped out. I climb on the tree and crawled on to the roof. The sky is so pretty. They look like they're shining for a special someone.

I laid down on the roof and just continued to stare at the litte twinkling stars and how the moon reminds me like a giant floating ball of parmasean cheese.

I could do this every night alone. I guess I could find that fun every once in a while. Just staring at the skies and maybe watch the sun wake up from it's nap as it slowly sits on the sky.

"Pretty isn't it?".