Life is Strange: Through the Camera Lens
Chapter 1 of a new Life is Strange story, hope you enjoy it, set up for the main event may take a while but it should still be good, anyway, here we go.
Disclaimer: I don't own Life is Strange or its characters.
Chapter 1
It was the start of another day at Blackwell Academy; the school had faced some drama in recent times but those times were over now. Many were hopeful that things would calm down now, others still nursed the wounds of that dramatic and terrible time, but were on the way to recovery.
The dorms where the students slept were just now coming to life as various students woke to begin their day. One of the students, Max Caulfield, emerged from her dorm room at that moment, still bleary-eyed, still in her pyjamas; a pair of beige shorts and a green short sleeved top with cute chick designs.
She was one of the people most affected by the incidents that had occurred, more than anyone knew, but she kept that to herself.
'No one would believe me if I said anything, well, except one person and he's already heard.' She thought, smiling a little at the end of that thought.
True, the only person she told was Warren Graham, her best friend and, as she discovered during that tumultuous time, the boy she loved.
They had only recently started dating however, as Max had been locked in a deep sadness after the incident, which involved the loss of her best friend, Chloe Price.
Warren had been her rock, the one who supported her throughout the dark times and slowly, she recovered and also worked up the courage to tell Warren the truth about her feelings, on his birthday no less.
Now they were happily dating and Max was now getting ready to face another day at Blackwell; if she was being honest with herself, this would probably be the first day she would actually be a functioning individual at school, rather than simple sleepwalking through her classes.
She began making her way towards the showers when she met up with another girl.
"Oh, hey Dana." She greeted, smiling.
Blackwell's head cheerleader grinned. "Hey Max, how, are you?"
Max noted and appreciated Dana's concern. "Much better than I have been, thanks."
Dana nodded, relieved. That was one of the things Max liked about Dana, despite appearances, Dana's personality was different from what people usually thought.
Even now, clad in the simple grey shorts and tank top she wore as pyjamas, her hair still damp from the shower, Dana looked every inch the beautiful archetype of a cheerleader. But her personality couldn't be more different from what people normally expected of cheerleaders.
Max reflected on that happily. 'Dana's not the only one either, while one or two of her team mates sadly...are like that, most of them are like Dana.'
"That's good to hear." Dana said at last. "Listen, I know you and Warren are together now, but if you ever need to talk, and you can't tell him...You can always ask me."
Max nodded. "Thanks Dana, I will, you're not the only person to say that, guess I'm lucky."
Dana laughed softly. "Hey, a lot of people here do care about you Max; just, sometimes you have to cut through the drama and fronts they put up to see it."
"I'll bear that in mind."
So, with that, Max politely excused herself and headed into the showers.
Dana meanwhile headed back to her room; she thought a little about Max.
She was definitely looking better and sounded it too, Max was naturally pale but recently she had been white as a sheet, but now she was starting to regain some colour.
She no longer looked exhausted and definitely seemed to be on the way to recovery. Back in her dorm room she smiled as she picked up her phone, her boyfriend Trevor had texted her good morning.
She responded and also decided to let him know what had just happened.
"Hey, I just spoke to Max, she's looking a lot better."
Trevor's reply came shortly afterwards. "Cool, that's good to hear, I'll let Warren know."
Still smiling, Dana set her phone down and removed her pyjamas, searching through the various drawers and through her wardrobe for a suitable outfit to wear. Unbeknownst to her, a shadowy figure had positioned themselves outside her window and was photographing her as she dressed.
'Wonderful, wonderful...Oh God, this may be the best one yet.'
Dana remained unaware as she finally pulled on a simply black thong and matching bra before seeking the rest of her clothes.
The mysterious figure continued to photograph her as she searched for and finally found her clothes, they did not stop, not even as she was getting dressed. In fact the figure only stopped once Dana left the room, a strange chill going up her spine, a feeling as if, she was being watched.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.