The next day in school is unlike the way you hoped it to be.
It started after the first period. In the lil pause between the lessons you asked the kids around you about the school and possible happenings. Its always kind of the same answer: "there was nothing" "don't be stupid" "I can't remember" "(y/n) if you don't stop talking while class you have to visit the principle!" The Last one's from your teacher. With every person you asked the whole story got more depressing. Perhaps there really wasn't anything... but ... why do they all act so different then? Everyone tried to change the topic as fast as possible or ignored you for the rest of the day...
Right now it's lunch time. Normally you would sit with your friends but not today. They all acted so weird and different around you. So you've thought it would be best to give them some room. Also you'd needed time to think. So at this very moment your in your way to the only place you know you won't be disturbed. Room 420. It should be open... just for your messaging at least. Also noone would come up here. Why again? What did Dave say? ... something with the heaters isn't right...
Hmmm
If you're here anyway why not proving Daves point? Perhaps he didn't lie. Perhaps noone lies at all... it's probably just your imagination...yeah... keep telling that yourself (y/n). Perhaps one day you really believe it.
You open the door to the room, walking over to the desk and open the drawer.
Nothing.
Hmmm.
He musst have been here. Else your letter would still be in there... but why didn't he answer? You get out a paper and pen and write him another letter. You need someone to talk to about your thoughts... and since your friends won't help you, why not asking your secret admire?
You write something about the things you noticed. The strange happening that should have taken place two years ago. Your friends odd reactions. And that you need his help. You feels so alone and helpless with those ideas and noone seems to think about answereing you...
Ending the note with some nice words how you appreciate his daily messages you put the letter in the drawer, close it and leave the room.
As you walk along the hall to the stairs (which aren't actually close to the room to be honest) you hear a loud sound from direction you came from. Is someone here? Hmmm
You didn't see anyone. So you could go and look for ehat ever made the sound. Perhaps you hit something that fell over right now. Or some lil couples make out there, hiden from the eyes of strangers. Or a classic horror movie monster is here.
Pfft never!
What ever. Time to play the silly teenage girl that always dies first in the movie!
You go back the way you came looking into the rooms you pass to see if something fell down. But nothing out of ordenary neither you see other students. You enter one of the last rooms, 420, what a coincidens (#sarcasm) to find one of the chairs on the ground. Its one of the later rows ... aka a place you never went till now. You put the chair back in place. This floor isn't used anymore... so... perhaps some animals live here now?
Anyway
You go back to the door. As you pass the teachers desk you find the drawer to be open. Didn't you close it? From your point you can see a violett piece of paper in it. That isn't yours either.
Did...
Did he answer you?
You step closer to the drawer and take out the letter. Yes it is his handwrite! It says:
- HeY mY lIl SiS,
iT's SuCh A mOtHeRfUcKiNg mIrAcLe To GeT tHe FiRsT lEtTeR fRoM yOu!
HoNk~
tO yOuR qUeStIoNs: It'S bEtTeR fOr YoU iF yOu DoN't LoOk FoR aNsWeRs... JuSt StOp.
BuT iF yA nEeD sOmEoNe To TaLk I'lL aLwAyS cHiLl HeRe FoR yA :o)
LoVe Ya, Ma LiL MaMa ;o)
Ps: StAy AwAy FrOm StRiDeR. hE wIlL jUsT hUrT ya (y/N)...
-
Seems like he won't help you either... but ... but
Your face is burning. 'H-he wrote he loves me O/O'
You're head is spinning... why won't anyone help ya? How can he just write he loves you?! But most importantly: HOW THE HECK DID HE GET IN THE ROOM?! The only way to this room is the way you took... there is no other possibility to get here... and you didn't see anyone! Hell you looked in every single room up here without finding anyone!
Uuuurgh!
While you try to sorter your thoughts your hands are already writing a response for your admire...
It's mostly as confuseing as your thinkpan right now... after a moment you stop and read what you actually wrote:
-Hey thanks for the fast answer :) ... how ever you did that. But that wasn't my first letter actually... but perhaps I wrote you again befor you could answer ^^"
It's sad that you can't answer me either... seems like you guys try everything to stop me here... but I still love the hear from ya bro XD
Beside, why should I stay away from Dave? He's really cool and all. Like a best friend and stuff... so you need a pretty good reason for us to stop being friends.
...
And ... do you really mean what ya said last? Or... was it just like a way to say ya like me like a friend? wait. Forget about it. It's a dumb question... urgh...
Red like a tomato you put the letter back in the drawer as the bell rangs. Huh? Is the break over already? You didn't even get to eat something... graping your stuff you run down the stairs to still be on time for the next lesson.
-
You hear her running down the stairs. What would you give to see her run like that into your arms... man... that would be mOtHeRfUcKiNg perfect! You open the drawer to get the letter out. How red her face was. Never thought she could get even prettier... with her perfect (h/c) hair, her smooth skin... soon she lays in your arms. And her big (e/c) eyes just look at you.
All you have to do is kicking Strider out of her life. And Egbert... and all the other MOTHERFUCKING LOW BLOODS!
HoNk
Her handwriting is so sweet~ and every word is just for you.
You read it over and over again...
You lazily smile. But what does she mean with "2nd message"... she wrote you once befor? Where is it? Where is the letter?! Someone must have taken it! WHO THE MOTHERFUCKING HELL TOOK IT THEN?!
HONK
honk
HONK
honk
...
You need to calm down... you need to- your fist slames into the wall- calm down...
Carefully you wrinkle the paper and put it into your poket. This sweet shit needs to be saved man...then you turn and leave... shit needs to be done now
:o)
-
The rest of the day runs kinda smoothly again. You stop asking about stuff noone will give you answers to and go on like nothing happened.
It's no big deal...
Cause you have still other ways to get answers... just cause someone says no doesn't mean you should stop trying! Making like that won't bring you far in life! So... if noone want sto help ya, you need to find the solution on your own!
Even if it may be more difficult...
Filled with determination you leave the school after the last lesson and walk home. Time to go it on!
You're home in no time and run up to your room. Your backpack is trown into the corner while you land on your bed. Time to ask the Internet again!
This time you look up your old class. There are lots of students that vanished two years ago:
Ariada Megido, Tavros Nitram, Sollux Captor, Nepeta Leijon, Equius Zahhak, Gamzee Makara, Eridan Ampora, Feferi Peixes...
Too many for just simple school changes, don't ya think?
One by one you look them up. Finding articles about how many sport competishions Gamzee won, how Nepeta had her own galleries, the dramas Feferi and Eridan played in, Tavros game club, Sollux who wrote the school website, Equius the boxing champion of this town and Ariada, the junior archeologe... so many interesting students... but never mentioned since two years...
Noone...
Except Ariada. She still has a facebook page. Looking over it it says she changed the school over a year ago... she probably knows more about the happening here. You message her. Let's see if she answers you...
The rest of the evening you look for some traces of the others but can't find anything. Most of the families even moved away or there is nothing to find about their homes at all. Frustrated by the lil progress you made you stop your search for the day and go to sleep. You need to rest. Perhaps it helps you to get an idea of what could had happen?
In the bathroom next to your room you change into your sleeping clothes, brush your teeths and lay back into bed, drifting of in no time.
-
Your hands are shaking. Your skin grows pale. Fear is written all over your face. Again and again you read the letter.
-
hello my friend...
I KNOW WHAT YOU DID!
you betrayed me...
YOU MOTHERFUCKING BETRAYED ME!
and i trusted you.
FUCKING LIAR!
i give you one last chance my wicked brother.
DON'T YOU DARE TO DISAPPOINT ME AGAIN!
i'm always there to watch you...
HONK!
honk
HONK
honk
You can't believe it. Not again! Not all over again. This time you have to do anything to stop it. Only you can prevent this. Last time you failed, but not now.
If just your body would be as determined as your mind! Your legs don't listen to you. So you just stay put on your desk chair. Bitting your lips. FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!
...
.
Why you?