You heard the teacher drone about math or some shit, you really didn't care at the moment. You began to drown into your thoughts, only the colors of monochrome filled your head. Suddenly, you were pulled from your thoughts, everything was pitch black, huh...that's not good you thought nervously. You heard some sarcastic voice in the back of your mind, Really? No shit...Look at you, you having a small agruement with yourself.
Back into the realm of darkness...you look around, nothing. You started to feel sweat lick against your skin, something was beggining to arouse you...Woah, woah woah! This is happening to fast! What the hell is going on here?! you screamed in your mind. "What's happening here is, that I haven't actually made you mine." the voice said seductivly. It was soothing and deep, it made you shiver. "W-who's there?" you cursed yourself for stuttering. You looked around to find the voice, but you only saw darkness. "Oh, don't be frighten dear. You'll understand soon enough. Just-"
You shook from your small blackout, you rubbed your eyes. You yawned tiredly and stretched, "W-what happened?" you said tiredly. Letting a yawn escape your lips again. You looked when a shadow blocked the light at your desk, you stared nervously into the teacher's eyes. You sensed the anger aura flowing from him. "What happened Miss Name, is that you will be serving detention after school today! If you were uninterested in this class then why didn't you leave? "
You felt sweat drip down, "Ugh, Why would I leave your class? You are delightful teacher, Mr.Night" you said
He kept glaring at you, "If you think that I'm Mr. Delighteful then you would be delightful to stay after school." he said with a evil smile. he then frown the next second,"Now out of my sight, before your late, Miss name." he hissed. You scrambled your things and left immiedatly, oh why did you take (least favorite/hated) class? Oh, yeah, you remembered. Your parents forced you into the class since you were failing another. Not my fault I missed an important test! I was sick for crying outloud! And Ms. DragonFlame wouldn't let me make it up! Not only does she has a weird last name, but she is the least favorite in your favorite teacher list.
You sighed when you reached your last class, this class you could atleast tolerate more than any other hated class. You looked at the window, to see the cloud shift position. This was more interesting than watching a video about some idiot learning a lesson about something she did or whatever. You turned your attention back to the screen, you realized that the day had actually gone faster than you originally thought. Himm, maybe luck is on my side, and maybe I don't have to serve that detention..you thought with a bit of hope. "If that is what you really want, that i can grant it to you." a voice whispered into your ears. As if it was a reflex, you immidiatly turned around to see who the owner of the voice was.
A small whiplash was what you earned, you then realized that no one sat behind you. Then who was- you shook your head, this was enough paranoid weirdness for today. Maybe I'm losing it? When the final bell rang, you grabbed your stuff and headed to Mr. Night's room.You found him stacking some graded papers through the door's window, when you pushed to door opened it let out a small groan. He looked up at you, confused. "Miss Name? What are you doing here?"
Did he really forget my detention? "I told you, I will grant your wishes. But I forgot to metion that I need a small token of appreciation for what I've done." the voiced whispered. What? You realized that you standing like an idiot in front of the door, you blushed in embarrasment. "Uhh...sorry, Mr.Night! I forgot what I wanted to ask you!" He gave you a small glare, he got up from the desk and stood in front of you. "Well instead of wasting my time, why don't you waste yours?"
And with that, he slammed the door in your face to continue grading his papers. You fumed, but you felt small happines. You were happy that you didn't have detention. Once you headed to the front door, away from the crowd. You stepped into a puddle, you glared at the -now- grey sky. You muttered some curses to yourself, you nealr tripped over everything, even your own feet. Once you reached to your house, you were soaking wet. You opened the door and softly mutter a 'I'm home.' to yourself.
You knew your parents weren't home, they were always busy with what they wanted instead of caring for you. You felt a small tear fall, you rubbed it away. What was the use of crying if it was no help at all? Now all you wanted to do was collaspe on your soft cozy warm bed and rest. Today was not only weird but exhausting as well. Once you ope you bedroom door, with a small creak you were welcomed with the hypnotic voice,"Welcome home."