The sound of a buzzing alarm clock wakes me from my blissful slumber. Ah, sleep. The only thing that can offer me comfort. I turn off the clock, not wanting to get out of bed. Especially not for school, with all the...well you know. Yawning and stretching the sound of a creak catches my attention. I then cover my eyes from the sudden bright light. Inwardly I groan and sit up, running my slim tan fingers through my short, dark brown hair. Getting up in the morning isn't hard, what's hard is having to walk to school. Sometimes it can be a bit lonely and other times I'm forced to stick up to a total creep. His name is Erin, we've known each other for a few months about now. That doesn't mean I don't think he's a creep. Anyway, I crawl out of bed and throw on some random clean clothes. I proceed to make my bed, fold my pajamas and leave them on the end of the bed. "Tamika hurry up!" I softly growl at the sound of that voice. My older sister Saraia. Unlike our father, she isn't patient. In fact she's rude, inconsiderate, selfish, and so on. I sometimes wonder how we're sisters. Then again she did not start to act this way until college. Meanwhile, I'm stuck in high school with a bunch of drama queens and hormone crazed boys. Taking my backpack, I walk out of my room. Thankfully it's Friday, so no hell tomorrow. For now that is...unfortunately. Saria and father sit downstairs watching the news together, it didn't really grab my attention. I waved goodbye to them and went outside to make my way to school. Most days, well, almost every day I skip breakfast. The funny thing is neither my older sister nor father know how depressed I am. Don't get me wrong, I would tell them but what good would it do anyways? My dark brown eyes scan the area, much to my relief no one else is here.
After some time I make it to school, though something feels a little off. My right eye starts to throb, then it starts to burn. I rub it gently in hopes I don't worsen whatever it is. I slightly turn my head to the left and see a boy standing there staring at me. "He must be new, I've never seem him before," I think to myself. Shrugging, the bell rings. Math is the first class I have which sucks. But hey. It's Friday. Out of the blue the boy I saw from earlier walks into my class, making me feel a little disturbed. Throughout the day I realise that we have every class together along with the same lunch. I'm not sure if it's coincidental or not, just sort of...weird. Even kind of freaky. At first I thought he was a ghost, turns out other people can see him too. Now I know I'm not being haunted! Playing with a Ouija Board alone wasn't the best idea I've ever made. Ahaha." Before I know it, it's time to go home. Halfway there I hear faint footsteps. I turn around and oddly no one was there. "Maybe I'm just hearing things..." I turn back around and that boy stands there in front of me. If it weren't for me getting startled I might've accidentally bumped into him. His brown eyes stared deep into mine. I took notice of his brown hair, something felt familiar about him.
He moves out of the way and allows me to go home. The whole time he stands there, watching. He must be the silent type. Right?
