Trapped

Contribution P/1

Life begins, and life ends. But what if that life could transform into beings of pure creation, Something no god, no world, and no life could ever want to create?

CH1 C O N T R I B U T I O N .


                                                                       ||Alex's perspective ||

As I headed into my high school on the first day since Junior year, I held my backpack close, scared of losing my sketchbook, the only thing of value I ever brought to school, other than my phone of course. I knew all my friends had failed the past year, So the only people I knew who had passed were four people. Me, Miguel, Kate, And Angie. Such basic names, I always hated my name, but I could just think about how much they would hate theirs. I didn't quite like these people, but i didn't hate them either, I just had to deal with them until graduation, so i didn't worry much about it. As I thought about them, I thought about how each of them could be described in my mind.. A bit weird of me to think, but who could judge me? Nobody except me. I smiled, looking at Miguel... Ah Miguel, Him and his plastic smile... He had a rather buff body type, and was pretty tall compared to me and the other two. He wore punk stuff considering how happy he always seemed to be. Cargo pants, long earrings, hair that was only bleached in the middle, but had lovely brown highlights.. He wore eyeliner, but even the eyeliner didn't look as dark as the bags under his eyes from barely getting sleep. His face always pissed me off, that big annoying smile... He had a chain collar, with a spiked jacket and wristband. He also had a hidden tattoo underneath one of his sleeves on his forearm, School wouldn't allow it so he sometimes put contour over it to hide it. He was always calm, and never messed with anybody unless they messed with him or his crew.. He always looked like he would beat the shit out of you for talking back to him, but he was actually a really calm person compared to some of the guys.. Ah.. Kate... I thought to myself, looking over at the girl. She was taller than me but wasn't as tall as Miguel. Her red hair made her look enraged at all times, wearing a beanie with the word "Meow" on it, with a little pom pom. She had stud earrings but even those couldnt distract you from her thick eyebrows. Her skin was very light, And she wore a yellow t-shirt with almost princess-like cuffs. She had one pink streak in her hair, near her eyes. She usually wore black strapped shoes to school, with jeans and a bow around her neck. Next there was Angie. She wore ripped gray jeans to school, slightly punky earrings, a gray beanie, boots, and a red crop-top with black sleeves. She had usually cropped the neck too to show her shoulders, and her hair was almost a rainbow of colors. She always had a look of disgust and melancholy on her face, Her red eyes almost demon-like. When she was next to Miguel they almost looked like a couple. She was the shortest of the four of us, but still feisty. And lastly, me.. I always wore a long sleeved baggy shirt, cargo pants, boots, and my hair is blue. I hate everything about myself. After pondering my peers, I waited for the bell to begin class to finally ring. Exhausted from the new schedule, Having to wake up early was too hard. I looked down at my class list, slowly walking up the stairs and to my new first period class before school began. Bring bring, I heard the bell ring, signaling me to head into the classroom. I was early, More early than all of the other students. I was hoping it would be a small class as I took a seat at a random desk, Not knowing whether or not I'd have an assigned seat or not. I took my sketchbook out, yawning softly as I doodled in it with boredom. I heard my other classmates enter the class but didn't dare to look up, solely focused on drawing. That was until I felt someone peering over my shoulder, I looked up quietly, Oh.. it was my fake smile... -" Woah.. you're really good at drawing man."- I smiled, still a bit startled from how quiet he was, and his big exaggerated smile. "Oh.. yeah thanks!" I said, looking back into my sketchbook, waiting for him to sit back down as I continued drawing. This was going to be a boring class, I could feel it.

  

- Hiii, This is gonna be a new story, might not have a schedule though, but i hope you like it :D, The first page will mainly focus on how the characters look, so you get the main idea but the rest of the pages will begin to get into the plot <3-