Chapter two

= Be Sollux

You groan as your mother shakes you awake. "Come on sweetie, its time to get up" You roll over and ignore her, trying to fall back asleep. You were just about to fall back into your amazing dreams about hacking and coding but you were suddenly trapped in coldness. You sat straight up, eyes wide.

Your mother was standing next to your bed holding your yellow and black blankets, smiling sweetly. She had bright blue, kind eyes with a small figure. She was a short women, at only 5'2" and you towered over her at 5'8". "I told it was time to get up" She said, throwing your blankets back onto your bed. "Now, get up, I have some news for you. Get dressed and meet me down stairs." She threw a smile your way and walked out of your bedroom, closing the door.

You rubbed your face with your hands, forcing yourself to wake up. You got out of bed and strode towards your closet and picked out a plain black t-shirt, a yellow and black striped sweat shirt and plain black jeans. Some people think your style is weird but you don't really care what they think.

You slip on your black converse and grab your red and blue glasses on your night stand, putting them on to cover your eyes. Your eyes were freakish. One was bright blue and the other was dark brown. It was weird and tended to freak people out so you wore your cool 3-D glasses to cover them.

You went into the bathroom that was connected to your room. You looked at your self in the mirror. You weren't ugly but you didn't find yourself attractive either. Your hair always stuck up no matter how much you brushed it and you hated it. You were tall and skinny, taller than almost all the kids in your Sophomore year.

You sighed and did your morning routine then grabbed your black backpack and bounded down the steps. Your mother was sitting at the dining room table with her morning cup of coffee clasped between her hands. She looked nervous, so in turn, that made you nervous.

You sat down next to her and gave her a worried look. "Is everything ok, mom?" You asked, your lisp annoying you. She looked up at you And gave you a smile. "Yes, sweetie everything is fine. But i'm afraid I have some news you may not like…" She says looking back down to her coffee. You wait for her to continue. "i'm being transferred." You're confused for a split second before you connect the dots. 'So…were moving?" You ask quietly.

She looked back up to you "Yes, only a few towns over though, i'm sorry Sollux. Ive already started packing. You should to when you get home, we leave tonight" She smiles slightly but it looks forces, she stands up and kisses your forehead, taking her coffee into the living room.

You closed your eyes and banged your head down on the table. Why did you have to move? You had such great friends here. You didn't want to move. You didn't want to go to a new school. You didn't want to go through the effort of trying to make new friends.

You sighed heavily and lifted your head back up. You wernet mad at your mom, you knew she didn't have a choice if she wanted to be able to support you. Your dad was no longer in the picture. He had left your mom when he found out she was pregnant with you and you have never met him, nor do you have the desire to.

"Sollux, hurry up, you're going to miss the bus if you keep sitting there" You're mom yelled from the living room. You stood up, grabbed your bag, and kissed your moms cheek before running outside in time to see the bus roll up in front of your house.

You climbed the steps and sat down next to your friend Rose. "Hello Sollux" She said, turning away from the window to look at you. She had blonde hair that closely resembled the color of your friend Daves. You think they must be related but you're not sure, and you're not about to ask. "Hey Rose' You say glumly, your lisp completely butchering her name. She stared at you for a minute. You hated when she did this, you felt like she as staring into your mind. It was creepy.

"Why are you looking at me that?" You say leaning away from her slightly. She narrowed her eyes at you. "There is something wrong. What is it?" She asks, well more like demands. You sigh and lean your head on the seat in front of you.

"i'm moving" You mumble, surprisingly she hears you over the loud chatter in the bus and her eyes widen in shock. "oh" she says quietly before regaining her previous posture. "i'm so sorry to hear the Sollux, we will all miss you dearly but i'm sure you will make plenty of new friend at you're new school." You close your eyes. "I hope so" you whisper.

Nobody really knows but you hate being alone. You hate moving to new schools because it takes so long for you to make new friends and for the first few weeks you are utterly alone, and that depresses you. You like your alone time once in a while, but you hate knowing you cant get up at any moment and go hang out with somebody.

Granted you didn't have many friends here, you still had some. And some was better than none. You spaced out some, thinking about your new school. Rose shook your shoulder. "Sollux"

You looked up and saw everybody had exited the bus. You jumped up and grabbed your back pack, walking out of the bus with Rose following closely behind. You went your separate ways, going up the step to your own locker.

You plop your bag into the bottom of your locker and grab your binder, then closed it. You walked back down stairs and got into the World History class room right before the bell rang. You took your seat next to your friend Gamzee as class started.

The teacher started to drone on and on about some war and you tuned her out. You were amount to fall asleep when a note fell on to your desk. You looked over at Gamzee with a confused face. He was looking at with that smile that made him look high (which he probably was) and gestured for you to open the note.

You opened it and read it.

'HeY bRo, RoSe ToLd Me AbOuT yOu MoViNg. ThAt MoThErFuNkInG sUcKs BrO :o("

You grabbed a pen out of your binder and replied

'Yeah, ii know iit 2uck2. II don't want two move but ii don't have a choiice'

You handed the note to Gamzee. "Mr. Captor and Mr. Makara! There will be no note passing in my class!" Your teacher screeched at you from the front of the classroom. "Sorry" you mumble and Gamzee just sits there smiling like an idiot in his weird clown make up.

The rest of the day dragged on. At lunch you sat with Gamzee, Rose, Kanaya, Aradia, and John. All of them say there good byes and talk about how they'll miss you and John hugs you when lunch is over which makes you sort of uncomfortable. You're not to fond of physical contact.

The rest of your classes go by fairly quickly and before you know it you're getting off the bus at the end of your driveway. There is a moving truck parked by the door and some guys are moving your couch into it. You walk into the house after they move to find it almost completely empty. They must have been working all day.

"Hello sweetie, how was your day?" Your mother said, coming from around the corner in the living room. You shrug "ok, I guess". She gives you a hug and kisses your cheek. "Most things are already packed up and in the truck, just pack up the things left in your room and we will get going" You sigh and nod, slowly making your way up stairs to your room.

You spend the next hour putting all your clothes and books and computer equipment into boxes and putting them in the truck. When you were done the moving truck left to meet you at your new house. You stood outside your house looking at it. You've lived here since you were five and you weren't to thrilled to be leaving it.

"Are you ready to go Sollux?" Your mom said. She was standing next to the car, waiting for you. "yeah.." You mumbled turning away and jumping into the passenger seat. Your mom got into the drivers seat and pulled out of the drive way.

The ride there was silent. It wasn't awkward, it was comfortable. It only took about a hour to get to your new house. When you pulled in the moving truck was already there, unpacking. Your mom must have given them a key.

You jump out of the car and go inside to explore. Its not a very big house. Two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a dining room. It was small but cozy. You went up stairs and into the smaller of the two bedrooms. You're bed, desk and computer were already set up, along with boxes of stuff that littered the floor.

You sighed and opened a box, pulling out black pj pants and a yellow oversized shirt and changed into them. You slipped under your bumble bee colored blankets, exhausted. You fell asleep fairly quickly, into a dream of an unknown being.

You felt a presence.. It was like there was someone there with you, it was a happy feeling. Though, you could see nothing. Then the feeling went…dark. Evil. Like someone or something was trying to take your source of happiness away from you. You heard them screaming, but you couldn't see them, you couldn't help them. They were yelling things you couldn't make out, that you couldn't understand, their voice fading. Then it went silent. A defining silence that made your insides twist with agony. Then you heard them scream again, but this time you heard what they said, they screamed your name begging for you to help them, but you couldn't. You just couldn't help. "Sollux!"

You jolted out of bed panting heavily. You were covered in sweat and your chest heaving in and out. Your face felt wet and you realized you had been crying. You ran your hands through your hair as you rethought the dream. It was etched into your mind. Every detail of every sound they made, every terrified scream that chilled you to the bone. And your name. They had screamed in terror out to you, but you couldn't do anything. But there were no images. It was all black, you could only remember the sound. You weren't sure there was ever any images to remember anyway. But the sound alone was enough to send a shiver through your spine.

You grabbed your phone and checked the time 3:57 am. You kicked the blanket off and layed back down, praying for sleep. But the nightmare kept replaying in your head. Making it impossible for sleep to come. So you stayed up, listening to the desperate cries of an unknown person that, for some reason, you felt the need to protect. But you knew, you couldn't.