Ohmygosh, i squealed at all of the almost make-out sessions. I absolutely looooove your story! I wouldn't mind reading this over and over forever! Keep up the fantastic work!!
"Dammit! Why would you guys all affect her?" "We're just doing our jobs." "Has it ever crossed your mind she could be"- "If you want to live, don't finish that sentence…" Voices flooded my mind, some speaking in calm tones while the others seemed to hold back rage. Soon, all of them were speaking at once, getting louder and louder. I couldn't see anything… I couldn't even recognize the voices anymore. They all had blended into the same monotone. My head had an echoing pain at the temples, it seemed to grow worse with each of my heartbeats. "…would you all just shut up?!" I shouted. The voices immediately stopped, and I sighed as my headache started to subside. My vision slowly returned, and I blinked. "…what the hell…?" I was in my classroom. All the students were staring at me with shocked expressions, and Ms. Lloyd stood at the whiteboard with a surprised look. "Ah… thank you for telling the class to quiet down, Persephone." she coughed, and returned to writing on the board. How the hell did I get to school? I was fully clothed, my hair was brushed, I even had my messenger bag with me. The last time I checked, it was yesterday! And I was passed out on the floor in my room! The bell rang, jolting me out of my thoughts. I slowly rose from my seat, ignoring the whispers of others as they passed. "Persephone? Are you alright?" "What? Oh, hi Ms. Lloyd." "Some of your teachers were speaking with me… they said you weren't yourself at all today. It was like you weren't even present in class." She was right. Even though I was there… I really wasn't. --------------------------------------------------- Short update. But! I updated!