Yay for new chaps and first stories! Oops, other way around…. hee hee. Anywayz, this story is taking up too much of my math art of the brain, which actually needs some expansion. So, yeah. I needed to write this! Oh, and it should be in Angel's point of view the entire time, but it might be in Nudge's or Gazzy's or something at some point.
I woke up, like on any other day. I just slumped up, and walked downstairs. I walked past Total, and I said 'Morning, Total' and he replied. Well, more or less. He said something about a breeze. I don't know. I wasn't really paying much attention. I was still half asleep. I walked down, and sat in my usual seat, then waited for food. Nothing came. Iggy gave food to everybody else, even Total. I had my notebook in hand. I started scribbling in it, date, time, everything. I saw Max get up.
"I'm gunna go wake up Angel." She said.
"I'm right here, Max." I replied. Nothing, although she did shiver and mumble something about a breeze. I followed her upstairs, ready to show her I was right here. But what I saw was me. In my bed. I looked asleep. Or dead. I think I'm dead. I think I might be a ghost. But WHY am I dead?
Ok, so, there's the prologue. Ahhhh I can feel more space coming into my mind. Oh, and Mr RB (Review Bar) is lonely. Push him to make him happy!
