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I sighed and watched as my friends stood on the far side of the table, talking quietly. I didn't understand why Keith and Nick had forced me to come to this; all I had done so far was get told where to sit and watch.
Storm turned around at the sound of my sigh and her eyes lit up. She opened her mouth to ask me something, but before the words could even come out, her hand flicked over my cup of water next to her, spilling it everywhere. She covered her mouth in surprise.
"I'm so sorry," she said as the others turned to see what had made the sound. I shook my head as I climbed out of my seat.
"No problem," I replied softly, dabbing the ground with a towel. After making sure that there was nothing left, the others awkwardly watching me, I stood up, tossed the towel onto the desk, and asked, "Can I go? Please?"
The leaders of the group, Happy, Icicle, Anti, and Ice, all glanced at each other apprehensively before responding. I knew that they might get in trouble with Keith for letting me go early, but I was frustrated with just sitting around, doing nothing.
After a long moment of silence, Happy nodded. "That's fine."
With a quick nod of thanks to my friend, I darted out the door and into the hallways where people were running around from place to place. I spotted my friend, Kitten, and waved hello, but didn't stop as I set off for my room. I had things to do.
Many SAMBers were disappearing as I walked by, going back into the outside world that we liked to call "Reality", whether they had school, meals, or homework. In fact, I was the only person who actually lived in SAMBria. The rest of the kids lived in Reality. The reason I didn't live there was because of bulling and mental abuse from everyone who I had lived with out there and the admins had graciously accepted for me to live in the SAMB.
I waved hello to a few friends before darting into my room. After slamming the door shut with a thud, I took a deep breath and looked around.
My entire gang, under the lead of the master of the gang, Jemma, was practicing swimming in the giant pool in the center of the room. None of them had noticed me come in, so I took the chance and hurried off to my private area on the far side of the room.
Inside my area of the giant pool room was, to be honest, very simple. There was an aqua bed in the center with a book called "Pocketful of Murder" on it, a light silver beanbag chair in the left corner, a small writing desk overlooking a view of the rest of SAMBria, and two dressers with my computer, phone, iPad, and headphones on top of them.
I snatched the book off the bed and plopped onto the beanbag chair to test something that had been bothering me all day. Flipping to a random page, I began to read until I found what I wanted.
"This better work," I muttered, snapping my fingers once while reading out loud. There was a crash outside and I bolted up. Had it worked?
Peering cautiously out the door, I found myself staring at someone seemed vaguely familiar for some reason. They didn't have the "Aura of Random" as I liked to call it, around them, so they weren't a SAMBer. Suddenly, my mind was overcome with a memory of something from Reality.
"What...?" I murmured, finding myself staring at two little girls, one with auburn hair and the other with dark brown. The auburn-haired one was climbing a set of monkey bars while the brown-haired girl cheered her on from below.
Suddenly, without a warning, I could only watch as the auburn-haired girl fell. She fell and fell and fell and when she hit the ground, it was like an earthquake. I could feel it in my bones.
The vision disappeared and my mind returned to normal as I continued to stare at the familiar girl with dark brown hair. I knew her. She was my only friend when I had lived in Reality. She was the little brown-haired girl, cheering the auburn-haired girl to continue on the monkey bars and the auburn-haired girl was me. What had I done to her?
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