Yet another night without sleep. I got out of bed and sighed, stumbling into the bathroom. As I looked into the mirror I soon realized that I look awful. "Gahh.. why me?" Groaning, I started getting ready for school, putting on a Suicide Silence shirt on, black ripped skinnies, and converse. I then brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and grabbed my bag, stuffing a sketch book and some pencils in it and picking up my iPod and heading out. Walking out of the house, I stuck my earbuds in as the bus stop soon came into view.
Standing next to the stop sign, City by Hollywood Undead came on and at my favorite part, the new kid was trying to talk to me. I have never understood these types of people. Obviously if I have headphones in my ears I'm going to ignore you. They are basically a 'do not disturb' sign. But anyways, I was flattered, so I took on out of my ears and looked at him. "I'm new, n-n-n-nice to m-meet you!" He cracked his neck before continuing on. "W-w-what's your name?" He gave me a goofy smile and I couldn't help but smile back as best I could. "Um...hi..I'm Kate." He nodded, as if he already knew who I was, puzzling me and making me think. "I'm T-Toby! Nice to m-meet you." So the weird boy's name was Toby! Alright. His shaggy brown hair was in his coffee brown eyes and he moved his hair out of his face. His brownish bluish hoodie was clean and he had dark jeans on with black converse. He seemed to be examining me as well so I gave him a smile.
What a strange boy.
Later on that day he followed me around school and seemed to have all of my classes. I couldn't help but wonder why he was so attached to me back then. Whenever someone was mean to me at school he would get angry and stop them. He was more possessive of me as the days went on, and I couldn't help but wonder if under that big goofy geeky smile there was something dark, insane, and just downright crazy. Toby and I both get bullied a lot nowadays and he won't leave me alone. He walks me home and sometimes I think he knows more about me than I think he does. It's not like I'm scared of him though...right? That can't be possible. Maybe I'm just thinking all of these things because I've never had a friend before. I don't know, maybe this is normal things friends do together. I guess I'll just have to go with it. Toby is a nice boy, and he always makes me laugh when I'm sad. He has done a lot for me so I shouldn't doubt him.
Or at least that is what I thought before it happened.