I never had much friends, or just none at all that was until I met Nathan back in Middle school.
He moved Here (NH Manchester) that summer and was completely clueless.
We of course met the first day when he asked which way was a class, so long story short we became friends very quick. Now we both are in high school and still as close as ever.
I find Nathan waiting in front of the school like always, at the bench farest from the entrance of the building. I sigh knowing he's probably been sitting for awhile and start to pick up the pace. He notices me then starts to jog my way in his white hoodie.
"Yo, Cain how are you?" He said slowing his pace to walk with me.
"You know how I've been Nath, we hung out All weekend and we're acting like to girls on the phone! It didn't end until like....1!" I said looking at him with a smile.
His brown hair look beautiful in the sun, it brings out his blue eyes.
He laughed and swung his arm around my shoulder.
We enter the school and go to our separate classes, he walks one way and I walk the other. Walking down the hall that was full of loud students I round to my locker and grab two notebooks, a book, and class books. After shoving them in my bag I make way to the first class of Monday, Math.
Making my way through the crowds of kids, staring eyes and whispers I head into Ms. Sinchel's class.
"Early like always Cain, yet you never pay much attention or do any notes. It still a wonder how you have such a good grade in my class." She said joyfully like always.
I didn't hate math but I also didn't love it, Ms. Sinchel was right, I didn't pay any attention or do any notes I just sit back and go through the good spells I have written down with all the ingredients and sometimes a drawing of the ingredients. I not an actual witch , but I do spells like luck or good fortune. The good magic, not Harry Potter magic if you know what I mean.
I sit down and pull out my notebook and look over some gems I want. For any beginner witch you must start out with Gems, like moonstones. The one I really wanted was A raw quarts gem, raw meaning it wasn't polished. I took out a pencil and started to draw it out.
The bell rang and all the other students came in like a herd of sheep trying to get in a pen all at once.
After they all settled class begun.
Otay so....Wtf it's not creepy pasta
Ik Ik but when your up at night thinking and something amazing hits you.... you just gotta wrote it down.
OK so next chapter is in Nathans Pov.
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13 Days
Teen FictionTwo teenage boys have been friends since Middle school, they made a promise to never leave each others side. That was how it was until one tells the other that he is moving in Thirteen days.
