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I am so sorry for updating this so late! But I have been so busy! It's a little later than I planned but I managed to get the chapter up!

I've also been working on a history essay for college most of the time and it's really hard! I'm meant to have a 1000 words and I only have 400! It's due the 2nd September!

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Chapter 2

Jack collected his breakfast from the table that his mother had prepared for him. He looked over to her as she cleaned the dishes from his sister's breakfast. She was staring at the window, with a faraway look in his eye and he knew that she missed his father, he had been her whole world and then one day, his father said that he was going to go get some milk and never returned.

Jack knew that his mother still held onto the belief that he would return but it had happened when Jack had only been 7 and his sister just born, he couldn't remember his father all too well but there were small fragments here and there like once he knew his father had taken him ice-skating on the pond that was outside their home, they had been extra careful and so Jack thought it was safe enough to take his sister ice-skating on Saturday.

Jack walked outside and saw his sister waiting for him; he had got up late again. It wasn't his fault, he had such a bad nightmare last night but he couldn't remember what it was about and it was starting to annoy him.

"Jack you look really tired." Emma commented as they walked to the bus stop.

Jack looked down at her and tried to stifle a yawn, she was right, he was tired. The nightmare had scared him and so he had only got around 20 minutes of sleep, maybe he could have an afternoon nap when he got in? But then Jack remembered about the fact that he probably would have tons of tons of homework to do and he didn't want to fall on top of that.

"I know Emma, I know." Jack responded, ruffling his hair.

"Why are you so tired? Didn't you get any sleep?" Emma chirped looking up at Jack with a concerned gaze.

"Yeah, I had a nightmare but don't go worrying about me Emma, you should worry about yourself." Jack replied.

Before Emma could respond, there came the all too familiar screech of wheels signalling that the school bus had arrived. Jack sighed, he didn't want to go to school and he was struggling to stay awake, he wondered how long the battle was going too last.

Clambering onto the bus, Emma sat next to him again but Jack noticed someone new on the bus. Usually he wouldn't pay attention to anyone on the bus but it was the fact that male was staring at him. He looked to the corner of his eye to look at him, he was lanky and his skin seemed to make him look sickly. His hair was black and stuck in many spikes as he had run gel through it many times. He was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, nothing too strange then. The strange thing was the more, the boy stared at Jack and the more Jack thought he could see what almost looked like a longing gaze of loneliness, to have a friend.

Walking into biology, Anna gave her usual greeting and Jack's cheek throbbed. He was too nice to tell her to stop prodding her fingers in his mouth but perhaps it would be a good idea to tell her that she needed to be a bit more gentle but he couldn't find the heart.

Sitting down on their table, the teacher was about to start the lesson when the door barged in and the boy from the bus walked in. Jack gasped; he hadn't expected him to barge in besides he didn't even know who the boy was.

"Who's that?" Ana whispered to him in a hushed tone.

"No idea." Jack replied.

The boy went forward to the desk and Jack could hear a distinct British accent. "This is the right lab, I presume?" The teacher nodded. "Right well, where should I sit?"

"Near the back." The teacher voiced, pointing to the table that was next to Jack's and Ana's table.

Everybody seemed to be staring at the boy and whispers broke out but Jack didn't listen to them, that were all people seemed to do in this school, gossip and he was sick of hearing it out all the time. Why couldn't they ever talk about normal things?

The lesson continued on as normal but Jack could feel the gaze of the boy digging into his books and he was getting on his nerves. Jack was quite tempted to turn around but was a bit afraid of what the boy might do if he got caught looking at him so Jack tried to distract himself by focusing on the lesson once but he had no idea what they were talking about.

Ana seemed quite proud of him and helped where she could but when the bell rang, Jack quickly got out of there, he really needed to avoid the boy but part of him wondered if possibly the boy was just as lonely at him.

Lunch arrived and Jack sat alone, eating quickly so he didn't have to be in there any longer. He was about to leave when a hand came down onto the table and Jack looked up to see the boy standing there.

"My name's Pitch Black." Jack was told.

"Mine's Jackson Overland, not to be rude or anything but how come you just came up to me?" Jack responded, "It's a little creepy." He added.

Pitch seemed to frown but then his frown firmed into a small single smile.

"I've been watching you, you look lonely. Sitting here all on your own, I wondered if there would be anyone like me at this school."

Jack felt a little threatened then. "I'm nothing like you!" Jack responded standing up but noticed that the boy was at least a foot taller than him.

"Nothing like me? Don't make me laugh Jack, you're everything like me. Alone, just wanting to reach out to a friend. This is the whole reason I came to you. I noticed that you sit by that girl Ana, yet she is just an acquaintance. You need a proper friend and I can offer that."

"I don't want your offer." Jack muttered deciding to back down and began to walk off.

"Oh we'll see Jack, we'll see." Pitch called after him with a chuckle, Jack could only scowl as he walked out the cafeteria.

Jack looked out the window on the bus ride home. Tuesday, three days to go before Wednesday and he didn't know how he was going to cope. His sister could guess something was wrong but she hadn't asked him about it which Jack was kind of glad about it.

Pitch had been watching the whole bus ride and Jack knew he was waiting for the moment when he would give into him but he didn't want too! Yes he was lonely but he could sense something bad about Pitch and he didn't know why but his instincts were telling him to avoid and he would not, repeat would not give into him. He had to be strong, for his sister's sake and not get involved with someone that scared him with the first five minutes of talking to him.

Getting off the bus, Jack was glad but he didn't want to do all his homework yet he had no choice. Opening the front door with his keys, his sister trotted in and went to do her homework while he started on his. It was going to be a long evening; he couldn't wait to get to bed.

Emma found Jack fast asleep at the kitchen table a few hours ago and she tutted underneath her breath. She wondered if it was a good idea to let her brother sleep for a while but he probably still hadn't finished his homework so she shook him awake.

"Wha?" Jack asked as he finally came back to the land of the awake.

"You fell asleep Jack," Emma pointed out, smirking. "I think you need to finish your homework but then you can rest, I'll find something to eat in the fridge. There's going to be something." Emma finished walking over to the fridge and pulling out two slices of ham so she could make a sandwich.

Jack rubbed his eyes, he was actually pretty glad his sister had woken him up because he had been having a horrible nightmare where Pitch had seemed to take control of his whole, telling him what to do. Why did a boy he had just briefly met, scare him so much? There's was something so strange about him that Jack really didn't want to find out the answer. Yes his life seemed to have gotten interesting again but Jack found himself longing for those boring days where hardly anything had happened when no-one had paid attention to him but now he had Pitch, on his tail.

Also Pitch Black, what kind of name was Pitch Black? It was probably the strangest name he had ever heard. Yet one thing was certain, Pitch Black's face was now the face that haunted his nightmares.

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