"Raaaaaaaaven" Oh god.
"Get uuuup" Please, no.
I felt the bed shift beside me. A hand was placed on my shoulder. "Argh" I groaned.
"Raaaaven. Get uuuuup"
"No." I murmured into the pillow.
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"Go away"
"Mmmmm no"
"I hate you"
"I love you"
The covers were pulled off of me.
"Chaaaaaance!" I shriek. I curled up into a ball.
"It's cold in here" I mumbled.
"Eeeeeeeeew! Put some clothes on! Oh gawd!" My eighteen year old brother ran out of the room. Causing the house to shake. I sighed and pulled the covers back up while grabbing my phone. I unlocked it and checked the time. 9:23 am. Yup, he didn't go to work today. Almost instantly I heard the pouring rain outside. Goosebumps arose on my skin as the warm atmosphere of, under the covers tickled my skin. The faint sound of Charlie XCX reached my ears. "Gimme all of your super love, Bernard!" I heard him sing. Smiling slightly I thought, 'Stupid'. But if I was in there I'd probably be singing to our Saint Bernard to. So I guess I'm equally as stupid.
I sat up but immediately shrunk back down. It shouldn't be allowed to rain in the winter. I swear. "Blaghfaglaga!" Chance shrieked popping his head in the corner of my door. I glared, whiling scrunching up my face. Making a stupidly funny face. He made the same one and slowly backed away. I grinned, revealing my crooked teeth.
I just laid in my room, enjoying the dark, comfy feel to it, I liked the way the morning light peeked in. Illuminating the room in a relaxing way. I took a deep breath in and looked at the hallway, the door to my room was on the left of my bed, across the room. On the same wall as the door, my sisters metal bunk bed stood. My tv was attached to the same wall the head of my bed was against. I didn't watch a lot of Tv, so it was fine with me. My vanity was facing the Tv, on the opposite wall, In front of the boarded window. The vanity had a medium size mirror attached to it. It sat next my desk, that I did my school work on. Beside the window, a calendar and some notes and pictures from old friends hung. I smiled at the nostalgic feel. I did miss them. But I was moving on with my life. There was more people I could meet. More to life then High school. Or 9th grade. I left school a year ago, to do the things I wanted. I wanted to study the things, I wanted to learn. Not the curriculum chesterfield had set up. I didn't want to be bothered by the constant drama of school. If I was still in school, I don't think I'd be who I am now. I'd be to scared to be me. Raven-Anne Welch.
I shook my head and stared at the hallway. I took in a deep breathe and jumped up wrapping my covers around me. My feet hit the floor, running. I rounded the corner into the living room, I ran through the living room and into the kitchen. Earning me weird looks from my animals that lounged around the house. My Saint Bernard, Bernard, jumped and looked at me, sadly. Mom must not be here. I ran into the kitchen and stood at the door, raising an eyebrow at what I saw. Chance was dancing with Gabby, my Coon Hound, to Break the rules. Another Charlie XCX song. He stopped and looked at me, his mouth beginning to form a grin. "What're you doing?" He asked, chuckling at me. "It's not that cold." I shook my head.
"You don't understand me!" I yelled dramatically.
"Whateverrrrr" He says. Emphasizing the 'R' and went back to his computer. I busied my mind while, looking around the kitchen, thinking of what I wanted to eat. Maybe peanut butter toast? No, my throat hurts to much for that. Stupid allergies. I decided not to eat until I got hungry. I felt around for my phone in my covers and groaned when I didn't find it. It's still in my bed, probably lost and cold. I fought a laugh that bubbles up in my throat. I face palmed. So smart.
All of a sudden, me and chances favorite Charlie XCX song started playing. "Uh-oh!" He said and pointed at me before starting to dance. I threw the covers off and began to dance when the first chorus hit. "Youuuu, youuuu lied! Ha! ha! ha! I was right!" We sang as our dog, Gabby watched in the corner of the kitchen, curiously. We shuffled into the Living room and danced around, Bernard. He watched us confusedly. "Bernard!" I cooed and patted his head. He leaned into it and closed his eyes. I smiled. "What is it, Bernard?" Chance asked him. He looked at chance, blankly. "Que es Esto? Grande Manzana!" I asked him in Spanish. He didn't pay me any mind as he laid his head back on the ground, probably hoping we'd go away. I scoffed and made a face. "Well then!" I looked up to chance. Who made a face as well. Chance was 6'2. So he basically towered over me at exactly 5'4. The song ended and Honeythief started playing. I snickered as we headed back into the Kitchen. "Obito." I said. He laughed. It was an inside joke, like no other. "Wait, where's momma?" I asked. Chance leaned over his computer on the table. "I dunno, why don't you ask your face?"
"I'm serious" I said.
"I'm serious too." I looked at him and he gave a straight face. I rolled my eyes. "Hey!" He said."Put it back in the box!"
"Wha-"
"Back in the box" He said holding up his hand.
"Whatever." I grumbled.
"Hey, you wanna walk to the store with me?" He asked. I shrugged. "Sure."
"Okay, get dressed." He took a sip of his monster. "Right now" He said in a fake gentle voice. "Right now?" I said in the same voice. "Yes, right now."
"Okay" I smiled and left the kitchen. I ran to my room.
I put on my grey sweat pants and my black tank top, with a black long sleeved over shirt, that was barely see through. "Now" I said. "Time for jewelry." I slipped on my pink 'hope' bracelet along with a couple rubber ones that said strong and 'hope'. I slipped my necklace over my head, and put my hair in a messy bun. I put my leopard print headband with a bow attached to it around my head, too. Slipping my blue and white diamond rings on the middle fingers of both my hands. My mom used to wear these when she was younger. I slipped my shoes on. Before walked out my door I froze and grabbed my leather jacket. I was ready- wait. I belly flopped onto my bed and grabbed my phone and headphones.
"Onward!" I yelled before running out of the room.
"Are you ready?" He said, sounding a little annoyed as I arrived in the kitchen.
"Yeah, yeah" I said waving my hand dismissively.
He sighed. "Gawd!"
As we walked, we talked about Our Naruto characters that chilled at our house, in our imaginations, of course. We always talked about them doing different funny things and stuff that the family did, they interacted with us in different ways. But their personalities were twisted to be somewhat funnier. The characters we had, were, Madara, Obito, All the hokage (Hashirama, Tobirama, Minato and Sarutobi), Kushina, Itachi, Sasuke and Kaguya. We also made up a sister for Madara and sasuke. Their names were Madaretta and Sasuki. Sasuki was a little older then Sasuke and she looked just like him.
"Imagine Sarutobi doing his Tornado dance to 'When will the Bass drop'!" Chance says. I giggled at the thought of it.
"Yeah that would be great!" I said. "Shit" Chance said, hanging his head, while chuckling. As we neared the store we talked more along the lines of reality and our real life.
"Man!" I said. "I wanna go Everywhere! I wanna see everything!" I glanced at the rainy sky, letting my 15 year old mind wander.
"You can do that. I wanna change the world, though" Chance looked at the sky too.
Suddenly a black scribble shot across the grey clouds. I gasped and looked at Chance. He didn't seem to notice it.
"Chance did you see that?" I exclaimed. He looked confused yet alarmed.
"No" I furrowed my eyebrows and looked around towards where it had gone into, the woods. I took a breathe and shook my head as he began to talk again. 'It was probably nothing' I thought. The back of the seven-eleven, building came into view. We walked to the side of the building and I stopped. I'd rather just stay. "Imma stay here." I said, leaning against the side of the building. He furrowed his eyebrows. "You good?" He asked.
I nodded. "Yeah"
"When I come back I don't want to see some grown men, dead on the ground. Ya know? With all those Karate skills" He said lightheartedly.
I chuckled and shook my head. "Whatever."
He chuckled and walked down the hill towards the store.
"Aye!" I called. "Whaaaat?" He asked, sounding like a chicken.
"Madaras with you!" He chuckled and began to impersonate him. Using a silly voice.
"Hashiramas chilling next to me" I sat on the curb. He shook his head, giving me one last smile before walking towards the store once more.
After chance had left, I sat on the curb ignoring the bad feeling pooling in the pit of my stomach. Maybe I should've went in with him. I shrugged 'Too late now' I began chipping the nail polish off my nails. 'Erg, I have testing for my belt, next week and I need to practice' I groaned and looked at the sky it had stopped raining a while ago, But it was hella cold... And wet. 'What would Madara do?' I thought. Well for one thing he probably wouldn't be in this situation. I smiled at the thought of them actually being real. But the loneliness I felt, brought me back to reality. Me and chance had come up with the assumption that, we've made these characters come to life because of our loneliness. Well, me for the most part. I'm homeschooled and don't have many friends, but I think Anime and imagining they're here keeps me from falling into depression. Hashirama would understand, because he has depression himself. Ichigo would too, he'd be a cool person to hangout with and talk to, if only they were real...
My head snapped up and towards the woods that was stationed in between two buildings. A young girl had come running out, screaming. I stood, quickly and ran as fast I could across the parking lot behind seven-eleven. My legs stretches in wide strides as I sprinted. The cold air stung my cheeks as my throat became raw from the cold air I inhaled.
"What... What... is it?" I asked, a little out of breathe.
"A-A man, he attacked me." She was trembling. Her blonde hair had leafs in it and her clothes were torn, in some places.
"Okay, Are you hurt?" I asked, frantically. She shook her head, while tears streamed down her dirty cheeks.
"Listen careful, I want you to go to that store over there and call 9-11." I said gently, pointing to the store I just sat next to. She nodded. I turned to the woods, as I saw her run in that general direction.
I began to tremble as curiosity got the best of me and I entered the thin layer of woods. I stayed on my guard. I knew enough Martial arts, Enough to defend myself. I knew this was a stupid decision, but 'What the hell?'. I wanted to beat the shit out the guy that messed with that little girl. I began to crack my knuckles at my side. I was ready to knock someone out.
"Raven" Someone whispered. I looked around.
"Raaaaven" Someone whispered in my ear, I felt breathing down my neck. I whirled around, a hook punch, ready. But when I delivered it, no one was there.
"Who's there?" I yelled.
"So feisty..." The same voice whispered in my ear. I felt a hand swiftly pull the tie, that held my hair up, loose. My messy, red, dyed locks, tumbled down passed my shoulders. I turned, cocking my leg up, doing a hard side kick. I heard a grunt and then a chuckle. I must've hit something. Facing the voice, I coiled my hands into tight fist.
"What the hell are you?"
"You'll know in time. But for now.."
A hand was placed in the center of my chest, just above my breast and I was shoved backwards. Hard. I expected to hit the ground but I fell through the ground. A odd oval, vortex was above me. I reached for it as I squirmed in the air. I saw the trees I once walked beside, as I kept falling. Everything was black. The black slowly faded into white. Everything I had ever Imagined or fantasied about was displayed all around me, I was falling through a cylinder type place as these scenes and images, flashed about. They slowly started to turn into the deaths of my family and friends. I began to hyperventilate at the unreal situation. Maybe I was just dreaming or something.
"This isn't real!"
"This can't be happening!"
I screamed as everything went black.
The last thing I heard was the echo of my own voice.
