Five more hours left of summer vacation.
Chapter V: Behind My Back
I couldn't sleep. Too much things roaming around my mind. The feel of guilt, the feel of confusion, and so much more… Okay, first of all, I was constantly bothered by the thought of having somebody else in the gang: Hayner, Pence, me, and----. Then that red haired guy came into the scene, saying nonsense, but included another another person in the conversation: him. Then I fainted with the loss of energy, making Hayner and Pence backing out of the festival…. It was all just messed up. I screwed my summer life, and probably theirs as well. And oh look, in just about five more hours, school will be starting again. Great. I am so excited…
But to tell the truth, I think I'm going fail my classes this school year. I'll be always daydream about what ever happened today, dream or not. And then that leads to me not getting my notes or class work done, meaning, a grade F on my report card. Ohhhh… I really don't want to go…
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So it turned out that I didn't get to sleep yesterday night. All I did was thinking of theories and stuff like that. Well, whatever this theory is, I still need to get dressed for school. Ugh, sometimes, I just don't feel like wearing a short light blue plaid skirt… I was combing my hair and was about to get ready to go to school.
I waited at my porch.
Two minutes has past. Wait… What………? What was I doing here just standing around? I didn't make any plans of waiting for anybody or anything, not that I remember of at least. Oh god, I need to get to school already, even though I do have a good forty minutes to waste… Hey, what do you know, I was an early bird. I like to be early more than late.
I walk through the dim streets of Twilight Town and looked to my side. A skateboard. I believe it's the same one as the one I saw before. It was dark blue with unique lighter blue designs on it. With interest, I walked up to it and looked it over. I felt like bringing it with me, but I can't. It was school policy not to take one. So left, shaking my head. Why would I bring it to school anyways…?
As I got farther away from it, I felt like somebody else was behind me. So I looked back. Nobody. Kind of creepy… With one last look of the skateboard, I headed out to school.
I can't get this feeling off me. As if somebody was watching my every move. I turn around again just to make sure, and as always, nobody is there. I kept moving along, only this time, I started to walk faster. I heard some strange noises coming behind me. I shook my head and tried to forget about it.
Then.
This thing.
This white… monster looking thing.
It flew over my head and into my face, luckily, it stopped before it could hit me.
I shrieked from the top of my lungs
