Okay wow... this chapter is REALLY short, I know okay sorry. See, all my chapters will probably be around this size usually... sorry. But who knows i might decide to make them longer later...
Okay so anyway... this is actually an instagram/fanfiction account (yes, im possibly one of the first to do this...). So pretty much what happens is i have an instagram and i draw a scene from the chapter and post it, and in the comments i show the chapter to go with it. So thats why it has to be so short... The point is to be regularly updated short chapters so hopefully i will update a lot, and btw i will update on instagram a day before i do on fanfiction, so if you want it first then follow my instagram withering_depths (its not a personal account dw, its 100% dedicated to my stories)
Okay cool, go ahead.
I woke up in a bit of pitiful state, it had been a while since I had heard the oh so sweet siren of my beaten up alarm clock, and it showed in my messy brown hair and swollen eyes. Climbing out of bed I cursed the unforgiving device with a slam of her fist and tried to adjust my eyes to the light from the window I found blinding me with painful white light. After I stood there dumbly for a couple minutes I realised what the alarm clock actually meant and was quick to throw on the white blouse and navy blue plaid skirt I was smart enough to have prepare on my bedpost last night. I pulled up my uncomfortable black tights as I ran down the stairs- gracefully -and fastened my matching blue and black plaid tie around my collar whilst trying to find my shoes before tying my curly hair up quickly and running out the door with my messenger bag over one shoulder and an apple in my other hand. Luckily for me the bus stop was literally three houses down the street on the other side of the road from my house and I breathed a sigh of relief as I stepped up into the loud bus before noticing all the curious glances being thrown my way as I walked down the aisle. Oh right, that. And there goes the relief…
Now if you've ever moved schools before, you are going to understand what I'm feeling right now. I may have forgotten to mention that this is my first day of school here at Itex High. See, my parents decided it was time to come back to their home city in Chicago and you know… it probably helped that I got expelled.
But that's for another time.
We still have the issue that as I'm slowly making my way through the aisle I realise there are no free seats, I scan the bus's half occupied benches and see a boy –possibly my age- leaning against the window glass with a thin black unzipped hoody half covering a mop of messy charcoal hair. His gaze was on the pavement out the window but his expression was distant and he was one of the only eyes not looking at me so I decide I would sit with him seeing as he didn't seem like he would make much of a fuss.
"Hey…," He raised his gaze with a slight tilt of his head to acknowledge my presence "um... could I, uh, sit there…?"
Damn my awkwardness.
I saw him look me over slightly. I tried not to squirm under his gaze as he seemed to way up his options with those calculating eyes the colour of onyx before he must have deemed me good enough because he did a slight flick of his head that made his long hair fall to conceal his face even more as he moved his bag to free the seat beside him and then went back to staring out the window without another word. "Talkative much" I mumbled under my breath as I sat down, but I know he heard me because I saw him grin beside me- his eyes still out the window.
See, told you it was short. But damn I thought it was longer in my word doc. Anyway, if you want the next chapter i will update it tonight on Instagram Withering_depths Otherwise, i will update it tomorrow on here.
So how did you like this chapter? A review would be nice, i'd like to hear what you think seeing as this is my first fanfic... and any ideas or suggestions would be cool. Thanks :)
-Ptera
