For Now, Life.
Fifteen. Freshman. Male.
That's me in three simple words. The rest, you'll figure out soon enough.
Dallas, my name is Dallas, my last name is irrelevant, so, for now it's Winchester. Dallas Winchester, yes, that has a nice ring, doesn't it? Anyway, I subside in a small down called Sonoma in California, it's somewhere near San Francisco, no one really knows it exists. It's pretty much just known for its wine, many vineyards around, they pretty much run the place.
I go to Sonoma High, freshmen year. Much different place then my old middle school, many more people. It's been about four months since school started, I believe. It's also much nicer then my middle school, lonelier though, but that's just because well, you could say I'm the shy type. Though, I have met a few. Sidney, she was my first friend here, fun loving crazy Sidney, I love her as much as friendship could go. She's as well a freshman. Then there's Angela, and her girlfriend Meg, well, her full names Meaghan, but I can't remember the spelling most the time. Anyway, Angela is the more, I guess, boyish type, takes charge, can beat up practically anyone if she tried, she's one tough cookie. Then Meg, she seems pretty calm, funny, yet can be just as scary as Angela. They are quite the pair, cute though, I have to admit, they have a strong connection. They are both Juniors. There is also Tera, ah Tera, now she's a fun one to be around, loves to laugh, and makes others laugh to, she's always there to cheer anyone up. She's a freshman as well. Last but not least, Chrissy, I've known her since before High school, she's my girlfriend, and damn, she's great. Beautiful, kind, funny, loving, just everything about her is great. She's a Sophomore.
So, that's my friends, so far at least, and I wouldn't ask for any change.
Now, let's go onward, shall we?
It was a Monday, just a Monday like any other, hard to get out of bed, starts off slow, boring, nothing new. I got up, ate some breakfast, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, got dressed, made sure I had all my school supplies, and set out to school. My mom drove me. We only live like, five minutes away from school in car, if there's no traffic. If I walked, it would be about ten to fifteen, but I only walk after school. We arrived at the school, I waved to my mom and said goodbye, then grabbed my backpack and headed down the paved path that leads to all the class rooms. The school seems to be mostly outdoors. I walked over to the K building, I had Geography first thing this morning, and as usual, outside by the corner there stood my friends. I walked to them, saying good morning to each and giving Chrissy a small peck on the cheek before the bell rang, and we all split off to go to our class rooms.
I walked into my World Geography class, walking to my seat in the back in silence. I sat down, no one else had arrived yet, and they probably wouldn't for another minute or so. I waited, the teacher greeted me, and I nodded my head in acknowledgment. A few other students slowly made their way into the class room, finding their seats and chattering to each other, before the bell rang, by then, everyone had arrived. The teacher spoke on about what was happening in the world, wars in different countries, the government, laws and rights, and so forth. I wasn't paying attention for half of it, then before I knew it, the bell had rung. I grabbed my backpack and threw it over my shoulder, then proceeded from the class room, I walked back to where I had been this morning, seeing that so far the only other there was Sidney. "How was English?" I asked, knowing that was her first period of the day.
She turned to look at me, giving me a genuine smile "Alright, boring." She shrugged her shoulders, then dropped her backpack on the ground, then sat by it. I soon followed, doing the same and sitting by her. I let out a yawn, then opened up my bag, taking out a granola bar and eating it. I get hungry fast. Though, most couldn't tell, for I'm no more than a mere 104 pounds at 5 foot 5 and a half. But I eat like a god damned cow. Guess that comes with a high metabolism, I suppose.
"Boring, I see." I looked to her, smiling gently. Her blue/green eyes shined in the morning light, she is really a pretty girl, and a perfect friend. I soon adverted my attention though, to someone else who headed our way. Tera.
"Guuuuuuys." She called to us as she, well, pretty much skipped toward us. Tera, it would take me days to explain her, but to put it simple, she's adorable, yet crazy, and you wouldn't want to piss her off either. She smiled widely then plopped down next to us and adjusted her glasses, which probably went a bit sideways from her skipping.
"Hey Tera." Both me and Sidney said, practically at the same time. I let out a small laugh, as did the other two. We sat for probably about a minute or two, laughing and chatting before I spotted Angela and Meg heading our way. Angela had her arm around Meg's waist, they weren't afraid to bring their relationship into public, I wouldn't be surprised if they fell to the ground and had a full out sex scene, but I wouldn't be including that into this, that's a bit to R rated for this story.
We all waved to them as they headed over, "Hey Angela, hey Meg!" I smiled to them, as they did back. They soon stood before us, before Angela grinned, pushing Meg and her off to the side for a moment of "Make out time" This seemed to be a daily routine for the two, so we were all used to it. While we waited for them to finish up, I then spotted Chrissy heading over. I pushed myself up off of the ground and walked over to her, meeting her half way and giving her a hug, then a kiss on the cheek. Now, I'm not the one to show off my relationship in public quite as much as Angela and Meg. However, I did take her hand and bring her over to the rest, where they all said hello and smiled, by this time, the "Love Birds" Had finished and where now sitting down, fingers intertwined and seated closely, me and Chrissy stayed standing.
"How was Geography?" Chrissy asked me, knowing that, that class could put anyone to sleep, her voice had slight sarcasm hidden in it. I looked at her, and laughed lightly. Her beauty is real, no makeup or fancy clothing, rather tomboyish actually, which is her, which is what I love, I wouldn't ask for any other way.
"Oh you know, very exciting, full of details about the world and where states are placed, my favorite." I rolled my eyes, then stuck my tongue out as a playful gesture.
"Hey, you may want to keep that in your mouth, you'll attract flies." Angela spoke jokingly. But none the less, I put my tongue back in my mouth, hidden from flies. Everyone laughed, and poked fun at me for a moment, but then of course, I was laughing to. The break for now was 15 minutes, but now we were down to about 10. So we went on with what we were doing, we talked, laughed, joked, the normal. After a bit, I took out my phone and checked the time. 9:45, we had five more minutes. I tucked my phone back into my pocket after making sure the ringer was off, then gave Chrissy another quick peck on the cheek "Well, I gotta piss, I'll see you guys at lunch." I smiled and waved, as did the rest.
Stuffing my hands into my pockets, I walked down the walkway, dodging the students that were in my way and heading into the H buildings. The main part of the H section is a big, mostly round area where students go to hang out, as well as small events happen there, and the bathrooms are also tucked away to the side. I took my hands out of my pockets and blew on them as the cold air chilled my fingers. The morning is never very warm here, but, since it was winter, it was worse than normal. The door to the bathroom was shut, which in a way was odd, it's normally held open with the large trash can that sits by the entrance. I shrugged my shoulders, then pushed the door open and entered. When I walked inside, a strong smell of something whipped me in the face. Iron. It smelt of iron, whatever it was though, was strong, making me go light headed. I looked around the room, it had a row of green stalls on one side, sinks on the other, then urinals tucked away to the side in a small section of the restroom. I took another sniff, the irony smell still lingering in the air. Whatever it was, it was fresh, strong, and dizzying. The bathroom was empty except for myself, so I pushed open the first few stalls, seeing nothing but wasted toilet paper that was scattered along the floor as normal, and a few notes along the walls "H+T forever" "(Insert teachers name here) is a bitch" And a few drawings, which I'd rather not explain. I continued my search none the less, I opened the rest of the stalls before I came to the last one, the largest one. I pushed it open slowly, for, a reason I don't know, I was afraid of what may lay beyond the stalls door. And when I saw it, damn, was I afraid. A person, a human, a student, was lying face down, in a puddle of their own blood. My stomach churned and I cupped a hand over my mouth, backing away quickly, tripping over my own feet and falling flat on my ass. Yes, I am afraid of blood. Why, I don't understand, it never used to get to me until I got older. But something about it just nauseates me. I gagged a couple times, taking deep breaths trying to hold myself together. I closed my eyes, trying to think about something else, but that didn't work. There was a dead person, just feet away from me. What the hell am I going to do?
I stared in disbelief for a long while, by this time, the bell had already rung indicating students to head to their next class, but I ignored it. I scrambled to my feet, swaying as I did and holding onto the stall door to keep myself from stumbling over. By this time, I was lucky I hadn't passed out, this, this was a lot of blood, something I cannot well handle. But, I needed to know who this was, and how this happened, I needed to get a story, what if someone walked in and saw this? Saw me lingering over a dead students, I would be accused within seconds. I examined the body from a few feet away, not having moved from my spot. A male, of course, probably a Sophomore or a Junior it seemed, brown hair, which was now stained with red. Probably somewhere between five foot 10 and six feet. He was well built, maybe an athlete, or just worked out a lot and ate healthy. He had plain blue jeans and a dark colored shirt, midnight blue or black, it could be argued. But who was he, I couldn't see his face, and I doubt that I really wanted to, but I ventured forth anyway. I scooted forward, slowly, taking deep breaths, trying to get the nausea to pass, which decided to linger on. I knelt beside him, trying to stay far enough away where his puddle of blood wouldn't get onto my shoes or pant leg. I studied him, trying to figure out what the cleanest way of turning him over was. I didn't find one. I let out a sigh, then swallowed hard, I placed both of my hands onto his side at an attempt to roll him over, which surprisingly worked. He flopped over, his whole front half covered in the red liquid. I gagged again. Taking deep breaths and closing my eyes for a moment, trying to keep myself from heaving, something came to mind. Who's the killer? Yes, dead boy in the bathroom of a school, likely story for a suicide, but not this time, there was too much blood, and how he was just fallen over face first, I know it was a murder. When my mind cleared, I opened my eyes, then stared at the body. Chest wounds dug by knives, deep ones. I look him over, from top to bottom, his knees were busted, probably from harsh kicks or hits from a bat. That would have caused him to fall, leaving him the perfect victim for a bruttle stabbing attack. I counted 6 wounds in all, one in his left shoulder, two to the right of his chest, and three, all into his heart. By this time, I began to shake. Just what is going on here? Dead, student, person, school, death, blood, killing, murder. So many things to get my mind to wrap around, and it couldn't do it. I stared down at the body, I stared into his dark, dead eyes. His face was stained with blood, and I still didn't know who he was. I pushed myself back up to my feet, my legs wabbled and dared to fall out from under me, but I kept myself up, backing away from the body as if he were to come alive again.