Author's note: So yeah, this is my first fanfic so don't flame me for misspelled words and not often uploads. However, since this is my first fanfic, I don't think I would have problems with writer's block. Okay, that's all I'm going to say, so without further ado, let's get into the story :3.

I woke up the sound of raindrops tapping on the windowsill. I looked at the clock and groaned.

5:34 a.m.

"Stupid rain," I muttered to myself, "waking me up a whole hour before my alarm." I try to will myself back to sleep, but fatigue never came near. After about ten minutes later, I reluctantly got out of bed to get ready for school. Going to the bathroom, I took a long shower, brushed my teeth, and gelled my hair. Most of the time, I have the comb over hairstyle, so I have to constantly comb my blond hair. I'm the athletic, smart type of person, and I would be considered handsome by many. But, I'm what most people might consider a loner because of my intelligence of 160 IQ, and my lacking ability of common speech. In fact, I couldn't join many sports because I don't work well in groups. I went back to my bedroom and put on my school uniform: white buttoned shirt, blue blazer, a pair of khaki pants, and a pair of white socks.

After belting my pants, I went downstairs to the kitchen. My parents are obviously still asleep, so I tried to be as silent as possible. After making myself some eggs and sausages, I started eating breakfast. About halfway through my meal, my phone dinged. Pausing with my meal, I checked the notifications and realized that my friend Josh just texted. Josh Daniel Johnson is my best friend and my only friend. Like me, he's also a loner due to his intelligence. If not for the highschool credit system and parents who wanted him to go to college at an average age, Josh could of gone to most top prestigious Universities at the age of 16 with an IQ of 170. Josh and I became friends after realizing that we can talk to each other normally because of how much we have in common.

"When are you going to be ready for school," he texted. The rain must of awoken him also. I shrugged and replied,

"Ten minutes." A few seconds later.

"Okay," he texted. I quickly finished the rest of my breakfast and set the plate into the sink. I put on my pair of sneakers and walked out of the front door. Josh was already waiting for me at the front porch. He looked up when I opened the door.

"Couldn't sleep either?" I asked him. Josh shrugged.

"I'm an extremely light sleeper," he said, "so it's rarely helpful in my case." I checked my watch.

6:48 a.m.

"Let's go to school then," I said, and he nodded.

"Agreed."

To most teenagers, school was considered a prison, a waste of time, not helpful, and the list goes on and on and on and on and (you know what I mean). However, to me, it's consider the welcoming mat to my future. That's probably another reason why I have nearly no friends. Anyways, Josh and I reached the highschool just as the clock hit seven. Our highschool is like a typical highschool from the early 1900s with all the vines and ivy covering some of the stone castle-like building. The truth is, the school WAS from the early 1900s, but they just remodeled the interior, so it'll fit the modern standards.

Josh and I went our separate ways in the front lobby due to different homeroom classes. I trudged up the stairs flight after flight and finally reached the third floor. There was already a girl there besides me. Her name is... Jessica, I think. We rarely talk to each other because we never have any classes together, and I'm socially awkward. Therefore, I didn't bother trying to start a causal conversation when I neared my locker, and she seems cool with it.

05-28-32

No use. Argh, nearly every school day me and my locker have a battle, but 80% it always win. I tried four more times until it finally gave way and opened. I gathered my textbooks and went on to first period. The final day of highschool went by really quickly and pretty soon the graduation assembly is nearing. Josh was obviously selected as this year's valedictorian, so he has a speech prepared. The final bell rung it's beautiful melody and the next second, the halls were filled with an avalanche of eager soon-to-be college students packing their last belongings. I grabbed the few belongings I had in my locker and went down the stairs. I didn't notice Josh anywhere, so I just waited for him. No one talked to me in the lobby, mainly because of my social awkwardness. Oh no. I thought to myself. I hope Josh manages to express his speech tonight at the graduation. Soon, it's just me and a few others at the lobby. Finally, with my patience running lower and lower, I texted Josh.

"Where are you?" I waited and a few minutes later, the notification alerted me. I checked my phone.

"Sorry, I have to stay in my last class because teacher wants to discuss the topic of college and university, so go without me," he texted back. Shrugging to myself, I texted him back.

"Okay then, but good luck with the speech tonight," I wrote and set for home. The walk to home was longer than usual because I had no one I could chat with easily. Finally, a million years later, I arrived at my house. I live in a high middle-classed neighborhood, so the general facility is mostly hygienic. I unlocked the front doors and went inside. I replaced my shoes with a pair of flip flops, and walked into the kitchen. Mother and Father are most likely not at home due to work. They both have the occupation of doctor, so that's pretty unnerving for me because they both rarely joke around.

Anyways, I grabbed a glass of apple juice (parents are extremely strict about soda) from the fridge and set for upstairs. I went into my bedroom and set the glass on the table. I flopped onto my bed and stared at the ceiling.

"I should get dressed for graduation," I murmured and looked around the room. Two out of four walls in my room are covered with bookshelves filled with books. A digital piano sat next to one of the walls. My computer lays on the tabletop; I consider whether or not I should play games on it when suddenly, I heard a crackling noise downstairs. I rushed out of my room and quietly ran down the stairs to see what happened. There is a greenish light in the kitchen.

"Hey Mom, is that you?" I yelled, but no reply. Cautiously, I walked into the kitchen and had the shock of my life. There was a giant crack in the floorboards. However, it's not the crack that's terrifying, but the greenish glow that radiates out of it. I lifted my collar to my nose, but I doubt it would help me much. Slowly, I edged towards the glow. I reached the crack and looked into the glow just to see an endless view of darkness peppered with occasional... stars? The sight weirded me out so much that I stumbled backwards and landed on the floor. Suddenly, an invisible force pulled me towards the crack, now widened by a few inches.

"What the hell is going on!" I yelled in horror as I neared the crack. Everything seems to slow down when I suddenly got sucked into the crack. I felt myself slowly disintegrate in who-knows-where. As that happens, I immediately lost consciousness.

Author's Note: Phew! I'm finally done with the first chapter. Thank you SOOOOO much for all the support. When I realized there were people from other countries reading my first fanfic, I was like, "Man, people actually like this crap." Jk! Anyways, you guys checking out my story really motivates me, so I'll continue writing.

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