he sat in the principles office nervously pickping at random strings found on his bookbag,sleeve or pants. why am i here? he thought.i didnt do anything...today. He had just been in class, doin his work(for once) when the loudspeaker crackled to life.
"Mitoku" please report to the principles office"
Everytime the loudspeaker crackled to life and said those words, sumthing happend...sumthin wierd.a prickling feeling just beneath his heart, embedded in his soul...and so there he sat, nervously picking at random objects, when the door to the principles office opened and out stepped four oddly dressed people.
The air was gone from his lungs as mitoku stared.nothing mattered but these four people. it was as if time, destiny and fate had intermingled in this very spot,as if he were meant to be there and for once in his life was in the right place at the right time.all of this caused him to draw a very quick breath.
The first persn was a tall male, with wild black hair, tied in the back to make a short ponytail. at first his eye's seemed to be two deep pools of black, but upon further inspection they turned to be...Purple. He smiled down at mitoku as he passed, and something struck .why does he look familiar?
The second person was shorter, a female from the obvious chest and round butt. she had long black hair, tied in a long ponytail. her skin was a soft milky pale, her eyes, which were black, held something deep in them. it was if her whole being, though beautiful, held a deep, heart aching sadness. as if all the strength in the world rested on her, only to hide this deep sadness.
The third was also a female. she as well had black hair, though shorter than the first's. something was strapped to her back. it was a long wooden cylinder and with each step, something inside clicked and clacked. she looked down at him and smiled a friendly heart-warming smile. "hello" she said softly. he smiled back at her, returning the gesture by waving.
The last person was one of enourmous stature. he seemed to emanate strength, spirit, and deep devotion. mitoku got the sense that he was walking on eggshells...but at the same time he wanted to step on his toes, to start something with this mysterious stranger. he stared with intensity as he passed, and the stranger did the same. his hair was long, black and fell around his face as he stared back. his eyes are yellow! he thought ."feh" was the only sound the stranger made.
mitoku continued to stare as they rounded the corner and dissappeard.
"mito" something whispered in his ear. he turned but nothing was there. as if breaking a trance, everybody started to move again. he walked into the priciples office and closed the door behind him.
later that day he was on his lunch break, sitting with his friends, talking; trying to be heard over the loudness of the whole lunch room."so what did the principle want?" asked his friend asame.
"i walked in and she looked at me like i was crazy and said that she didnt call me."
she made a face and bit into her pizza."that trick is dumb because the whole damn school heard that"
"i kno, but when i walked in she said that she didnt call me...then she started on this whole rant, sayin that i need to come to school more and that my grades arent that good...u kno the usual teacher crap that comes with the usual office visit". he took a sip of his soda and decided against telling her about the four mysterious people who seemed oddly familiar. the experience in itself was enough to make him think he was crazy without his friends help.
he continued to sip his soda, gazing thoughtfully at the wall, unaware that the lunch period was over and kids were starting to leave, dumping thier garbage in the trash as they left."hey...its time to go" called asame as she headed for the door.
mitoku got up, sighed and left, leaving behind a daydream that would never come true.
That night, was the night of the new moon.
"mito get up.its time to go to school".his mom called from the other room. he groaned and stretched, wishing he could stay in his warm bed for a couple more hours.he hated the feeling of getting up in the morning, especially when it was just to go school.
he got up and dressed like any other normal day. his thoughts began to trail towards the four mysterious strangers that he had seen. lately thuogh he had been hoping, wishing that there would be a freak accident that would stop him from going to school; just so he could crawl back into bed and sleep.
as he got dressed , he thought he saw something out his window. a second glance proved that nothing was there, like always. everday mitoku got up wishing that something, for sake of a better term,magical would happen. he always dreamed that maybe, just maybe he would run into something, anything that would tear him from his everyday boring reality.
he boarded the bus headed for his school, found a seat, and began to daydream. he didnt notice the strange, thick fog that had settled during the night. as the bus rounded a foggy corner something jumped in its way. the driver cursed and swerved , trying to avoid the mysterious figure.but the bus driver swerved too hard , and the bus began to accelerate towards a steep embankment that led toward the river.
the bus hit the water hard, sending up a spray of water and causing some minor injuries."is everyone okay?" called the bus driver from his seat. he unbuckled his seatbelt and got up to check the passengers.
Mitoku shakily got up and checked himself. he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that nothing was broken.he proceeded to evacuate the bus along with the other passengers.
the first step off the bus, he landed in the water, ruining his new sneakers."shit, like my day wasnt already bad enough already" he muttered darkly. thats was the only step he took off the bus, because as he was examining the downed bus, something grabbed him and jumped off into the brush.