Summer felt like she was going to be sick. Her entire world seemed to
be spinning around her, faster and faster. The blue metal of the lockers
began to blur and the voices of the students, the falling of their
footsteps, drew farther and farther away, leaving Summer with nothing but
empty echoes.
How could this be real?
Everything that had seemed so perfect this morning in the mirror had shattered, leaving Summer crushed into shards of treacherous glass.
What had she done to deserve this?
Freddy. She'd had a crush on him since before she could remember, and, although they weren't really close, never before had he showed her such contempt, such disregard for her feelings. And Katie. Katie had been her best friend since preschool, the little girl she had eaten glue with. Alright, the little girl she had watched eat glue, but still! Now, they had deserted her.
If things kept continuing like this, she would lose the band.
Her band.
Clutching her head between her knees, Summer buried her face in her skirt to muffle her sobs. By now, most of the kids had filtered into their classrooms. Only a few people were left in the halls.
After a few minutes, she raised her head slowly. Tear stains cut dark trails across her pale skin.
She had no one left. No one...
"Summer?" The voice came from above her.
Startled, she glanced up and gasped. Flinching, she flattened herself against the wall, the knuckles of both fists pressed into the cool stone.
She looked up at the figure, terrified.
"You, too?" she murmured, bracing herself for the next onslaught.
I'm so lost, I'm barely here
I wish I could explain myself
But words escape me
It's too late, to save me
You're too late, to save me
You're too late, You're too late
You're cold with disappointment
While I'm drowning in the next room
The last contagious victim
Of this plague between us
I'm sick with apprehension
I'm crippled with exhaustion
And I dread the moment
When you finally come to kill me
How could this be real?
Everything that had seemed so perfect this morning in the mirror had shattered, leaving Summer crushed into shards of treacherous glass.
What had she done to deserve this?
Freddy. She'd had a crush on him since before she could remember, and, although they weren't really close, never before had he showed her such contempt, such disregard for her feelings. And Katie. Katie had been her best friend since preschool, the little girl she had eaten glue with. Alright, the little girl she had watched eat glue, but still! Now, they had deserted her.
If things kept continuing like this, she would lose the band.
Her band.
Clutching her head between her knees, Summer buried her face in her skirt to muffle her sobs. By now, most of the kids had filtered into their classrooms. Only a few people were left in the halls.
After a few minutes, she raised her head slowly. Tear stains cut dark trails across her pale skin.
She had no one left. No one...
"Summer?" The voice came from above her.
Startled, she glanced up and gasped. Flinching, she flattened herself against the wall, the knuckles of both fists pressed into the cool stone.
She looked up at the figure, terrified.
"You, too?" she murmured, bracing herself for the next onslaught.
I'm so lost, I'm barely here
I wish I could explain myself
But words escape me
It's too late, to save me
You're too late, to save me
You're too late, You're too late
You're cold with disappointment
While I'm drowning in the next room
The last contagious victim
Of this plague between us
I'm sick with apprehension
I'm crippled with exhaustion
And I dread the moment
When you finally come to kill me