The Sky Is F@#$ing Purple

Chapter 2: It's Raining Somewhere Else

"Is... that a bad thing now, Jonathan?", Aadiv asks.

Frustrated and confused, I say, "Yeah!!! You guys seriously don't think anything is weird about the SKY?!?". I point up like they'd know what I'm talking about, but none of them are taken aback by its new weird unnatural shade of color.

None of my friends think this sudden CHANGE OF THE COLOR OF THE SKY is weird at all.

I walk backwards into the scuffed up wall behind me and slide down to the floor, my hands covering my face. "I-I'm sorry...", I quietly say. I can feel everyone staring at me. I don't even know what to think, looking directly up makes me feel even worse, for obvious reasons.

They're all probably staring at me now. Jonathan Wolf, the diva-boy queen of the group, on the ground crying over the sky. This is so unbearably pathetic.

Maxine kneels down and hugs me around the shoulder. I know for a fact she has no idea why I'm making such a fuss over this, but... It's nice to know that she cares. She sits down next to me. My friends gather around close, probably giving worried expressions.

The crying stops, thank God, and for a few moments, I ponder why I'm even so upset: The sky changed color, in a way that shouldn't be possible, and no one cares whatsoever. Not a single person reacted.

I look up at my friend's faces. Nothing about them has changed, other than their eyes looking purple from the reflection in the sky.

"So...", I begin to explain, "The other day, the sky was blue. Then at P.E., it changed to purple".

"Dude are you on acid or something?", Kyle suggests. "No!!! I swear to Jesus Its been blue my entire life!"

"Oh? On Jah?", he sarcastically asks. Being friends with him for so long is a double-edged sword: Everything is an absolutely hilarious joke with him, but something serious might go over his head. "Dude shut the fuck up, I'm not even joking".

"I-If I may add...", Aadiv suggests, "Do you think this could be a case of the Mandela Effect?". I give him a funny look, "The what?". He goes on, "Its when a lot of people remember something incorrectly, basically. A lot of people". Maxine looks up curiously, "Oh well that sounds more likely, I was about to suggest he was cursed...". I slap my own forehead, "Max please this isn't the time", I beg, in a somber voice".

She wants to be as nice as possible, but I can tell she's covering her mouth trying not to laugh. "Well, I have heard of that before. Wasn't there something about the multiverse in there?", she asks Aadiv.

Aadiv's eyes widen, glancing at me, then back at Maxine. "That could be it!", he exclaims. "Wh-what? What???", I frantically demand. "Um... you might not like the sound of this. One of the explanations for the theory was that people who remember certain things incorrectly are...". He hesitates as if he's about to say a curse word during class reading time.

"...are from another universe. Teleported to this one by unknown means".

The words hit me like a brick. No wonder he stared at me, it was like I was a different person... Fuck. This is difficult news, to say the least. I feel something in my stomach, like butterflies. Or wasps. Yeah, I'd go with wasps.

I don't want to believe it, but all I have to do is look around me. Or... above me. The sky above me is purple. This kind of thing doesn't just happen, right!? I remember the sky being blue my entire life! Is my 'original' family from my old universe taking care of some alternate form of me? Where I'm masculine and play football and drink beer??? Oh, God.

"I'm sorry dear...". Maxine feels awful for me in this state. If this is really a new universe, I'm glad she's still as empathetic. Thoughts are going through my head as if I'm on my death bed, but instead, I'm a sophomore surrounded by my friends.