School was starting up again for you, which was not what you wanted at the moment. You are currently dealing with things at home; your sister was pregnant. Aside from that, you were really looking forward to school, as someone had told you that there was a new boy in class; you really hoped it was HIM.
Quite a while ago, you had met someone and their Dad when you and your sister were lost. He was ever so cute; spikey black hair, ocean blue eyes, pale white skin and innocent buck-teeth. His Dad looked after you and your sister until your Mom found you.
The alarm rang in your ears, the dreaded sound of Justin Bieber; you really needed to change it. You hurried to get dressed, and soon ran down the stairs to find your sister sitting in the middle of the floor, asleep. "Uh, Sis?" You said to receive no response. You wondered why she sat in the middle of the kitchen asleep, but didn't think too hard about it. You grabbed a slice of toast and casually walked out the door.
You arrived at school, just on time, with not a second to spare. The teacher issued you your seat, near the back right of the room, next to the nicest window you could have in a school. Everyone but you was talking about this new kid who was supposedly coming today, until the teacher hushed them down.
"Right, as most of you have been talking about, there will be a new kid in class today." The teacher began. You stared to the window; you really hoped it was HIM. The teacher looked over to the door as someone slowly knocked. "Come in." He growled. The young boy entered; spikey black hair, ocean blue eyes, pale white skin and innocent buck-teeth… Was it really him? "Take a seat next to [name]." The teacher ordered. He slowly walked over and took no notice of you. You looked over at him; you were sure it was him, but he seemed, different…
The day had progressed slowly; you wanted to fall asleep the whole time, but something, I mean someone, kept you awake. You had found out that the boy was called John Egbert, and that he lives with his Dad; it seemed all too familiar to you. "So [name], do you have a pesterchum account or something…" He muttered. "Um, yeah… It's [chumhandle]." You stuttered. "Mines ectoBiologist." He said. The bell rang loudly as he said this; you couldn't really hear him, but didn't ask to hear it again.
Everyone began to pack up to go home, and as usual, you finished first. The teacher looked around and waited until everyone was ready before letting you go. As he did, everyone crowded around the door, all trying to get out. You looked for John, but he had left already. You couldn't wait to get home; as your sister was going to [favourite hobby sort thing here] with you. The long and twisting road ahead neared closer, but was gone within what seemed like seconds. You got home to see an ambulance outside. Your Mom rushed over to you to tell you the news. "Your sisters having her baby… She's going to hospital now, and she said that she's sorry that she can't [hobby] with you." You nodded and headed to your room.
The computer in the corner sang to you as you loaded it up, happy to see you. Pesterchum opened itself; and you inserted your earphones to your ears. Your favourite song was playing, [song name] by [artist], and it was truly amazing. You slowly closed your eyes ; but only to have to open them to check someone pestering you.
-- romanticDisaster [RD] began trolling [chumhandle] [__] at 4:23 –
RD: ~iii diiid waaarm yooouuu!~
__: Oh god, not you again.
__: What do you want. -.-'
RD: ~whaaat iiis -.-'?~
__: Don't worry about it…
RD: ~aaamywaaays, waaas iiit hiiin?~
__: I think so…
RD: ~gooooood! Hooow is siiis?~
__: Fine I think-
__: Wait, how do you know about her?
RD: ~soooneeeooomeee tooold neee!~
__: Oh… -awkward-
RD: ~iiiveee gooot tooo goo mooow… iiill speeeaaak tooo yooouuu laaateeer…~
--romanticDisaster [RD] ceased trolling [chumhandle] [__] at 4:30—
God did you hate her. You laid back in your seat, only to receive another message; if it was her, you were going to chuck the computer out the window.
--ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering [chumhandle] [__] at 4:31—
EB: Hey [name]?
EB: Wanna meet up sometime?
__: Um, okay… How about-
EB: Meet me at the local park.
--ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering [chumhandle] [__] at 4:35—
__: Hey wait!
You grabbed your best coat and wandered towards the door. You wonder how your sister was; and how was the baby? Anyways, you strolled down the road, casually, towards the park.
John stood there waiting as you strolled up to him. "So, why did you wanna meat up?" You asked. "Um… Just follow me." He replied. You hated it when people didn't answer your questions; it always left a cliff-hanger, which you also hated. You had been thinking so much that John had already started to walk away to where he wanted you to go, and you had to run to catch up to him.
"Thinking?" He asked. "Kind of…" You replied. John led you to the tallest tree in the entire park; he leant against it and slid down until he was sitting down. You casually sat next to him, wondering why he brought you here. "So, why did you bring me here?" You asked him. He looked away and said "I don't know, just wanted to talk." What kind of an answer was that? "Uh, you remind me of someone I met before…" You muttered. He looked at you as if intrigued. "Really?" "Yeah… This guy and his Dad were looking after me after me and my sister got lost-" You claimed. John looked away, thinking.
He looked at you, then looked away, then looked at you, then looked away… "I missed you…" He muttered. "What?" You said confused. "That was me and my Dad…" He said. You smiled as he kissed you softly on the forehead. "Thank God I found you."