Grasping From The Darkness
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Chapter 1 Hiding beneath the Shadows
When Erik first considered college, the mere thought of it brought him to cackles. It was so ridiculous to him. How could a masked man be recommended into a college? There must have been some mix up, maybe there was another Erik Destler. Sure enough they were seeking the masked monster to be a part of their university. To say he was hesitant would be an understatement, all odds were against it. He would not only have to go up from his lair everyday to learn useless information for a sorry excuse of a teacher, but he found out just a few weeks before admission expiration dates that he would have to sleep in a dorm. After many days of thinking, Erik decided as useless as it could turn out, it could just as easily be a success.
There he was a few days after the discovery, carrying two briefcases, one on each side, walking into his dorm. He was quite impressed with the décor, expecting something far more foul then what lay ahead. Just across the hall he had noticed there was multiple shrieking being played out. "Stop it, no you're hurting me Meg!" He stopped, shaking his head, taking into account that he had loud neighbors.
He moved silently into the back of the classroom, lurking in the corner. He observed the groups of friends walking into the classroom, intensely chatting with one another. He shifted uncomfortably as he recognized almost half of the class was staring at him. He cleared his throat. What had he been thinking to expect? He snapped his head to the door once more as he saw two girls strut in.
"Meg, he was about to kiss me what was I supposed to do spit in his face?" the girl with the golden curls asked. She nodded to a row of desks which they walked down. "Thats what I wouldn't done. Cmon its Raoul. He's such a loser. " Said the girl that Erik guessed was Meg. They plopped down to the two seats next to Erik. "The backs always the best anyway." The blonde one exclaimed enthusiastically. Erik wondered when she was going to notice him. It's not hard to miss a man who's gawking at you. He immediately turned his head. There were plenty of empty seats around the classroom, why hadn't she sat somewhere else and away from him? Wouldn't she have been afraid of him? The class was about to begin and Erik overheard her sigh. "Meg," she whispered, "do you have a pen?" Meg shook her head teasingly. "That's what you get for stealing my covers in the middle of the night." "But the dog peed on mine!"
Erik turned his head around to her at all the commotion. Her head turned his way, and a flash of warning ran across his yellow eyes peeping through the mask. She flashed him a smile, ignoring his strange appearance, or so it seemed. "Hello!" The girl said, "You must be new here." He ducked his head, not wanting to talk to her. He could tell she was just an enthusiastic ball of energy. It was a waste talking to her. He kept his head down until he heard her sweet melodic voice say, "You're mask is cool by the way…" He shot his head up, raising an eyebrow from the half of his face that was exposed, "Cool?" "Yes and the fedora is a nice touch. It compliments your figure quite finely." She said jokingly tripping over her words. "Names Christine by the way. Christine Daae." Christine. Erik had never heard such an elegant, classy name which did a poor job describing her. She held out her hand expecting for him to shake it. He pulled out a pencil and stuffed it into her hand. "Here, I overheard you conversation." She took it hesitantly and smiled warily, "Oh….Um… Thanks." He nodded and turned back to his empty paper, writing his name.
"I see your name is Erik." He jolted up from his paper and looks at her in shock. "Yes, what are you trying to get at?" He clearly seemed annoyed. "I don't know. I figured, this guy let me borrow his pen, the least I can do is know his name." He chuckled darkly, amused at her oblivion. "You really are strange, you know that?" She coughed as response of what he said, "Excuse me? And why is that?" He shifted in his seat turning slightly towards her. "Because out of all the normal people in the class you choose to sit next to and socialize with the masked man in the corner." This caused her to laugh, which made Erik's eyes brighten up. "Aww I'm not strange. I find that the more interesting looking the person is, the more vibrant the person." With this, Erik noticed a twinkle in her eye as she smiled broadly. He sighed. Not getting this girls tactics. No girl ever socialized with him, or ever went near him for that matter.
Just as he was about to think of something to respond to, the teacher walked in and all pencils were picked up, ready to write. He could tell that he would have a hard time focusing with this incident occurring right before it.