TING!
RWA-A-A-A!!!
TING, SHLLK!
RWAAA!
SHLIIING!
POUT! POUT! POUT!
'Damned rats.'
Tug, tug, tug, tug!
RWAAA!
"AHHHHH! DIE DAMN IT!"
Shling! POUT!
Amidst a misty mountain slope covered in green grass and fairly tall trees, stood a boy who looked no older than 10.
He held a battered short sword in his left hand that wore a worn-out combat glove. He stood a staggering height of at least 4 feet. His skin was a fair peach and his hair a dull yet glowing ruby. He wore worn out anti-flash white long pants; black worn-out boots and wore a cream long sleeved uniform shirt that bore a unique hexagon symbol on it.
This boy's breath wavered between fully collapsing and trying its best to get all the oxygen his body needed to maintain its conscious.
The boy's state was of no mystery for he was surrounded by a mass of corpses of what seemed to be undesirable creatures. Some had the heads detached from their bodies, some bore so many scars that they bled to death and others were severely injured.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
His breath steadied for what seemed to look like a moment's pardon of pleasure before snapping his head to his behind as his eyes shot open and his body followed as it jumped and twisted to his left side as he raised his sword highly and clutched it with balance and precision.
Chhuk!
"Huh?"
His sword landed, but it hit nothing but mere dirt as his eyes furrowed and his lips frowned in confusion.
Tug! tug! tug!
Booh!
Swooosh!
Rwaaaa!
The best that he was looking suddenly appeared right above as it seemed to have been hiding in the trees.
As the beast drew closer and closer to the boy, his head snapped upwards again and all of a sudden everything seemed slow down.
The moist coldness in the air, the movement of the mist, the motion of the falling beast and even the senses and thoughts in his body dulled into a slow motion.
And in that moment, he thought to himself, 'Uhhh, how did I end up here again?
.....
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!
BEEP, BEEP, BEE- CHK, BUZZ!
"Uhhhh, its morning already?"
The sounds a beeping alarm followed its abrupt stopping and the grumpy voice of a teenage boy echoed in a dark room.
Click!
"Uh..."
The voice groaned once again as we now see a boy with nutshell skin, who stands a height of 170cm, his black hair style a fair afro, his eyes were brown, his physique a fair thinness that was plaited off with a bit of muscle as he wore an undershirt and a pair of boxers.
He got up from his dazed sleep, grabbed a towel and walked to the bathroom in his room.
On the digital clock that lay upon a small oak colored drawer next to his bed.
After bathing and brushing teeth, he walked out of his bathroom rapped in a towel as he then approached a wardrobe and pulled a hanger that held a navy-blue coat, white trousers, a brown leather belt, a navy-blue necktie with two white stripes on it.
He wore the uniform fast and organized his bed quickly as well as he then closed the door to his room as he exited to the stairs.
Right behind him trailed his older sister who looked to about 18. She wore baggy brown pants and a pink shirt as she carried a shiny black bag.
Her physique was a fair curvy type, her skin a smooth russet, her eyes were brown, her hair was dyed golden brown, and braided in island braids as she wore a pair of black and pink color jordan 4s.
"Mom said no shoes in the house Jena."
"Uh shhhh. Dont you see that I'm late for class."
"You're in college."
"And your still in high school Alex so bug off and respect your elders."
"Meh meh meh all I hear is-"
SCREEEE!
CHHHSSS!
"Your bus is here nerd."
The boy whose name seemed to be Alex was about to fire back at his older sister before being abruptly interrupted by the sounds of screeching and blowing steam or gas signaling that a bus had arrived just outside of his home.
Alex then dashed towards the dining table and then grabbed two pancakes, sprayed some syrup on one and covered with the other. He then grabbed a few napkins and wrapped the pancakes in them.
He then ran to the kitchen.
"Morning mom, bye mom." He ran to his mom and hugged a good morning and goodbye.
"Morning dad, bye dad."
Clap!
He ran to his dad and dapped his quickly as he then ran to the front door, put on his socks and shoes (oxfords with a wooden) with hast.
He then opened the front door got out and closed as he then speed-walked his way to the bus.
CH-CHK!
SWOOSH, BANG!
The bus door opened as he quickly got and walked into the bus filled with other students a like.
His eyes then swayed left and right as he seemed to be looking for someone.
And in his right eye, a hand was seen waving, and he responded by walking somewhere to the back.
At walking past a few seats to the back, he sat down on seat in between two guys.
"Timekeeper. Wassup!"
"F*** you, Dave."
"Uh, leave him alone man. Don't you see that he's late."
"Tsk, so what? Your just tryna look an angel again so that he can give more pancake than me."
"Hey Oliver, you bring em'?"
"O V K my guy."
"Dave, you know what to do."
"Roger that."
Alex commanded as Oliver, a teenage boy, who looked about 16, green eyes, brown saggy hair, white skin, a height about 176cm, a fair build and friendly aura, pulled out three bottles of soda.
The other, Dave who looked about 17, had brown eyes, nutmeg skin, a faded buzz cut, good build, seemed to be around 180 cm tall, and a calm personality snapped his fingers, and a scarf flew to his hand.
He then stretched it out and tugged in the spaces between their seat and the one in front so as to 'block the public view.'
The three then divided the food amongst themselves and had a happy breakfast, but....
"These guys..."
"Same old same old."
"And you can just wonder how Dave got Caterina's attention."
The critics pointed at them through the numerous whispers of the surrounding students who were both embarrassed and laughing didn't do much to the trio who were just having a happy breakfast.
Soon after, the bus arrived and everyone got out including the trio.
"Man, your mom must've put some extra love into today's pancakes."
Oliver said as he used part of the already greasy napkin to wipe away the crumbs from his mouth and grease from his fingers.
"She should start a bakery for real for real."
Dave stated as he did the same.
"And... of course we'll be her number one customers."
Oliver said as he laced his arm around Alex's shoulder.
"Riiiight?"
Dave taunted as he did the same. Alex merely rolled his eyes and the three started walking towards the entrance of Silver lake Public highschool.
The three entered the school and bickered as they walked to their classes. Dave being the first, Oliver being the second and Alex being the last.
Alex got in class and right after him came a man dressed in long sleeved black and yellow stripped shirt, long black trousers and a brown leather belt.
"Good morning class."
His old, muffled voice blared out as the class greeted in equal response.
Alex sat down on the fifth desk (2nd last) in the second column of desks in the class out of seven. He pulled out his biology textbook and classwork book and pen as he then began writing the notes that the teacher seemingly had no problems laying out on the board like as if it was pouring water.
Everyone in the class seemed to be locked in while writing notes. Everyone seemed to be focused for a while and flow was good, but after a while longer for Alex....
"Uuuuuw, damn it damn it my hand!"
He dropped his pen and started waving and massaging his right palm frantically as it seemed to catch a muscle cramp.
As waved and massaged, "Hahaha. You broke already?"
A proud feminine voice mocked as Alex turns his head to his left as he then sees a girl a who looks to be about 16, had bronze eyes, round lips, a fairly curvy figure, hazelnut skin, a roundish face, around a height of 165 cm, wearing the same uniform as Alex except for her navy-blue skirt that covered about 3/4 of her thighs and a her coat that was white instead of navy blue.
"M-m, that's some real pathetic display of manliness." Another feminine voice sounded from his back as he sighed and bothered not to pay any attention to them.
"Hey Alex."
The girl to his left whispered as she called him.
"Psst Alex."
"..."
He didn't answer as he grabbed his pen and started writing again.
"Pssssst! pssst! Aleeex!" She whispered louder.
Pat, pat!
"Hey Alex."
"Haaah... what is it, Wendy."
He raged with a low tone.
"Yeesh, I was just asking for my snack."
"...You got some juice for me."
"Always do and will never lack any."
Alex then ruffled through his bag and quickly found a mango juice box and a cupcake."
"Evelyn."
"Yah."
Swoosh!
Pout!
"Thanks."
"Wendy."
"Hehehe..."
"We'll talk during break with Oliver and Dave."
"Kk, but I hope they'll have their pay as well."
Alex nodded as the teacher suddenly turned around and looked at the back of the class and everything looked normal.
Yes, as well as the three who were having a trade of food and words just a moment ago.
Not long after it's one in the afternoon and everyone goes the cafeteria except for the teachers.
"Hu... that was a close one huh Alex?"
"That's not the juice I've been expecting."
"Rela...x my guy, didn't you Oliver and Dave had some pay too?"
"Yah, they do."
He answered as he and Wendy finished picking, they spread for their trays they headed off to the table where Dave, Evelyn and Oliver sat.
"Good moro, my dears."
"It's afternoon Wendy."
"That doesn't really-"
"HE-EM! Oli Dave."
"Fine..."
The two then pulled two juice boxes of strawberry flavor and handed a very happy Wendy who sat cross legged.
Wendy's figure wasn't one that could immediately catch the eye, but if looked at carefully you could notice her slim seductive figure, her smooth porcelain skin, her sky-blue eyes, her long blonde hair, long seductive legs that gave a height difference of 20cm compared to Alex and her thin lips and alluring voice which made her a 'tall hidden beauty' at that.
But that wasn't all there was to this girl. No, she was also loaded, not with money, but with stacks of info, not the illegal kind, but the regular gossip kind of whatever happened in the school.
And speaking of info....
"Now then, shall we get on with the gist of the juice I have for you today?"
Everyone else nodded in response as she then opened her mouth to say, "Now then my friends, have you ever heard the term dream scaping, before?"
Everyone's eyes then shot open, their backs straightened and bent as the leaned forward for more of what she had to say.
[Hey guys, I hope you've enjoyed this chapter and note that this is the volume 1 though labelled as 2 due to some mistakes I made. And if you enjoyed don't forget to add my story to your libraries. SEE Y'ALL SOON!]