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Chapter 1 - The start.

Oliver sat in the classroom staring at the chalkboard, copying down notes into his notebook. He paused, lifting his pencil a bit up from the paper, taking a quick glance at his friend, Charlie, then to the clock. The clock said "11:48". Since today was their half day, they got to go home early. "Right.. Just have to wait seven more minutes.." He whispered to himself, sliding into his chair a bit, resting his head on the rim of the back chair. He rested his eyes shut, feeling the nice breeze of the open window beside him. 

He sat back up, fixing his posture. He leaned forwards, turning his attention to the chalkboard again. He picked up his pencil, and began writing again. Everything around him blurred out, as he doodled in his notebook.

BRRR-ING! 

The bell echoed in his ears, causing himself to flinch up. He looked around, looking at everyone packing up. He looked in front of him, seeing Charlie standing ahead of him, waiting for him. He smiled at Charlie, causing Charlie to smile back. Charlie looked up and to the side, waiting for Oliver. The class was empty, as everyone hurried to leave. 

Oliver stuffed his things into his bag, quickly zipping it closed. "All right, let's go." Oliver stood. Charlie turned his head to Oliver, walking up beside him. They  walked through the slightly crowded hall, chatting. "Wanna hit the cafe? I hear they have good cookies." Charlie asked. Charlie was quite a talkative person, but was very nice. He had light blue eyes, with tan skin. His hair was dark brown, short with side bangs. His hair was soft, with a small wave to it. "Oliver?" Charlie asked, staring at him as they walked. "Oh, yes? Sorry, zoned out." Oliver said, chuckling a bit. 

"I had asked if you wanted to go to the cafe." Charlie replied, arching an eyebrow. "Oh, sure, I'd love to!" Oliver exclaimed, smiling. "Great!" Charlie smiled, looking straight ahead as they walked. 

They pushed open the heavy front doors, walking to the bike stands. He pulled his bike out of the stand, lifting his leg over the seat, planting it on the ground, now fully on his bike. He looked to Charlie, who gave him a nod. They rode off, with Charlie in the front. The cafe wasn't far, so it wouldn't take long. As they rode, Oliver looked around at his surroundings. The road, cars, trees, grass, etc. 

They arrived to the cafe, setting up their bikes near the wall. They stepped inside, the warm smell of coffee and fresh baked goods filled the room. 

They walked up to the cashier. "Hello! What may I get you?" She asked us, smiling. "I will have a cookie and a smoothie, please." Charlie said, winking. Seems like he was into her. "Oliver, what do you want?" Charlie asked him, motioning to the menu. "Uh.. Just a blueberry smoothie, please." Oliver gave a small smile, looking around. 

They walked to their table. They sat. "That lady's good looking, eh?" Charlie asked, motioning to the lady at the cash-register. "I think she's married, she had a ring on her finger." Oliver said, shrugging. "Bummer. The guy she's probably with sucks. Doesn't treat her right." Charlie said, munching on his cookie. Oliver turned his head to the window. 

"What.." He mouthed, narrowing his eyes. He saw this tall, hunched over thing. It looked like a shadow, but reflecting off of nothing. 

"Oliver?" A voice asked. The voice was muffled and quite, more blurred out. "Oliver!" Charlie shouted, causing Oliver to jump and look at him. Heads turned, staring at them. Oliver began to sweat, knowing people were staring. He felt uncomfortable, shifting his position. "Yes, sorry, repeat that please." Oliver said, shaking his head. 

"Are you all right? You've been weird all day." Charlie asked, sipping his smoothie. "Have I? Sorry, didn't realize it." Oliver shrugged, quickly drinking all of his smoothie. "You're a funny man." Charlie laughed, staring at Oliver's blue moustache. Oliver laughed, wiping his mouth with a napkin. 

"Well, I think I gotta go home." Charlie shrugged. "Me, too." Oliver added, standing up. 

They rode together, until they reached Charlie's house. "Bye!" Charlie waved, riding up his driveway. Oliver rode alone to his house, taking his sweet time. 

He reached his house, walking inside. "I'm home!" He shouted.

End.