It was the last day of school when I first saw it, a black shadow in the corner of my vision. It started out as a normal day, despite the excitement of getting out of school. Everyone was riled up and excited, eagerly chatting with their friends about what they were going to do during summer vacation, but not me. I was the one sitting in the back of the class, wearing a hoodie and skinny jeans, earbuds in and blasting music. People would glance my way of course, but other than that I was ignored, shunned from the rest of the group. Suprisingly, or not, it didn't bother me.
It was the last period of the day and lunch had been a few hours ago, not that I ate, and I was hungry. I tapped my pencil against the desk, glancing at the clock every so often, when I saw it. Something black in the corner of my eye, wispy like smoke. I turned my head to look at it, plain brown hair fluttering slightly with the sudden movement, but it wasn't there. Raising my eyebrow curiously, I got up and walked over.
Looks of disgust were directed at me as I walked, but I dismissed it, ignoring the pang of loneliness. As I walked to the corner to inspect it, the final bell rang, releasing us from the hell called school. I sighed heavily, mentally complaining about missing the chance to investigate, and got my stuff, leaving the room. My one friend, Dez, was waiting in the hall, his scruffy brown hair sticking up wildly. I smirked at him, Dez giving me a goofy grin in return, and I spoke to him. I wouldn't say my voice is anything special, but people say that I have the voice of an angel, especially when they catch me singing. "Yo Dez. Taking a nap I see?" I laughed quietly at his expression, fake offense written all over his face.
"Never! Why would I miss a chance to converse with the brilliant people here," he said, sarcasm apparent. I shook my head slightly, and headed for the front doors, wincing as I got out into the sunlight. As soon as I got out though, I saw it again. The blackness that I couldn't quite catch. Dez noticed me looking to the side, and concern crossed his face. "You okay Alexia?"
I turned my face to him, nodding.
"Everything's fine Dez, now why don't we go to the house?" He nodded at me, a hard and angry look contorting his features at the mention of 'home'. I glowered to myself, internally cursing myself for making Dez fear for my safety. "Dez, they haven't done anything lately..."
He looked at me, rage apparent.
"Lately?! So you admit that they do hurt you?" I shook my head slightly, once again cursing myself mentally as Dez watched me.