Jackson woke up to his alarm clock beeping obnoxiously, a sound that triggered an anxious response in him, a gross feeling bubbling from the bottom of his stomach because it meant it was time to get up and go to school. While he enjoyed the educational aspects of going to class everyday and he did get along somewhat well with most of the monsters who attended school with him, he still felt like an outcast. He was a great student, blessed with smarts well above average for others his age and so he was ahead in most of his classes. The problem with Jackson was that, while most monsters were rather accepting of his appearance of being a Normie, quite a few of them were still stuck on it and didn't like the idea of him in their school. The bullying and social stigma that came with that was enough to make him dread going to school everyday, even if some days were better than others, it was still nerve-racking to walk through those doors each morning, unsure of what to expect of the day.

Trying not to work himself up too much before the day had really begun, Jackson sighed deeply, sitting up in his bed and ruffling a hand through his messy bed head, taking a few tangles out with just his fingers. He extended his, admittedly feminine hand to grab his glasses so he could see while going about his morning routine. His other side, his monster side, Holt, protested, though his voice was only audible within the head they shared.

"Ohhh Man! 5 more minutes, this isn't faair!" He wailed into Jackson's brain. Like usual, Holt's protests were ignored. The half-normie nerd slowly trudged to the bathroom so he could shower before school. He still wasn't out of his habit of showering with cold water, still slightly worried that if the water was too hot, it would trigger his transformation into Holt, and let him in control. His trigger had earlier this year changed to loud music, but old habits die hard and Jackson didn't mind the cold water, it was refreshing and helped him wake up. Once his shower was out of the way, he dressed, quickly gathered his things and grabbed something small for breakfast as he headed out the door, intending on finishing it on his walk to school.

His guilty pleasure was walking the long way to school, past the Normie high school, so he could feel a little normal before his day filled with creatures of all kinds. When the normie kids looked at him, they didn't see his monstrous other half, they just saw an average nerdy kid on his way to school, no one ever really put much thought into why they never saw him around the halls though. He thought a lot about how Holt was the only thing holding him back from attending here. By the time he got to the Monster High campus, it was already bustling with students, eager to socialize and join their respective cliques before the bell rang for classes to start. Unfortunately for Jackson, that also meant either finding something to occupy the time until the bell let him attend class or search through the halls for one of the few monsters he considered to be a friend. Right now the latter seemed to be a good idea as he began searching for Deuce, who luckily was really nice and cool towards him, he'd even go so far as to say the two of them were close friends, and someone he could talk to.

Jackson walked the halls, keeping his capri blue eyes on alert for his friend but finding nothing so far. Though he saw someone he knew that Wouldn't be as hostile as a stranger: Heath. Though he looked like he had something on his mind too, the flame elemental called out to Jackson before he could do the same.

"Hey- Jackson, Uh, Have you seen Abbey?" He asked in his usual nasally voice.

"Ah, n-no not yet. Sorry Heath. Have you seen Deuce?" The two-toned nerd asked in return.

"He's with Cleo and her friends, last saw them hanging over by Draculaura's locker." He replied, walking off.

"T-Thanks!" Jackson was sure to call after him, always as polite as he could be. With that, he started off for the hall her locker was located in, where her friends usually hung out.

"Hey Jacksoooooon - how about some tunes? We got time to kill and I got people to chase- how about it?" Holt requested in his lordy tone.

"No... you're loud, obnoxious and you get me into trouble..." Jackson huffed under his breath but made sure Holt heard him. Surely enough, just like Heath had said, there stood the group of ghouls along with Deuce and Clawd. Luckily, they didn't mind Jackson hanging around until the bell rang, they were pretty understanding and knew he was often picked on, plus Jackson enjoyed time spent with Frankie.

Little did Jackson know that today, which started like any other day before it, would be stranger than anything he'd been through so far.