~~~~~ABYSS: THE RISE~~~~~

Chapter 6: Waking Nightmare

A/N-Thanks to a great friend, Plushtrap02, for helping write this chapter. She created the base outline, and I just edited it a little to fit the pace of the story! Enjoy!
"MAX! GET YOUR ARSE OUTTA BED, YOU'VE GOT SCHOOL TODAY!" The voice ringing in Max's ears added on, "DON'T WANNA BE LATE AGAIN!" Grumbling, Max tossed about a little, before fully comprehending what his motherhad shouted. "Ah shit..." he grumbled to himself, rolling out of bed. He scanned the room, scratching his head as he did. Walking over to the wardrobe, he grabbed a pair of black jeans hanging from his desk chair, and a red and black flannel shirt.
He reached the wardrobe, grabbed some boxers, of which he put on instantaneously, pulling on the jeans and hopping from one leg to the other. His mind wandered, as it had many times in the last few days, to his dream a couple nights ago. He looked down at his hand; since then, the mark had stayed at a dull purple colour, never doing anything. I mean, he thought to himself, if its gonna hurt that much, the least it could do is be helpful! Lazily, he shimmied into his shirt, doing up all but the top 2 buttons. He never fastened them. It made him feel trapped. He knew it was odd. He didn't care. Sitting down on his bed, he pulled on a pair of converse and grabbed his bag. He shoved his school books in, and ran down the stairs. Nipping into the kitchen, he grabbed his wallet from the counter, and said goodbye to his mum. She pulled him in for a hug, before he quickly slipped away. He slammed the front door shut, not meaning to, and sprinted down the path, across the road, and round the corner. He saw the bus just pulling up, and sighed a breath of relief. Noticing Felicity, he shouted for her to wait. She turned to his voice, and was met by Max's grinning face mere inches from hers. "Hey there Fliss!" He winked at her, using the nickname he had gave to her the day after his dream. She laughed, replying simply with, "Nearly late there!" She pointed at the bus, nearly full.
"Apologies, but I needed the sleep!" Max pushes Felicity into the bus, and follows her, nodding to the driver. A metallic hiss is heard while the doors close, and they were off. He follows her to the back, flailing as he takes a seat. Max stares out the window, plugging himself into his phone with earbuds, playing his music. By the time he got to school however, he realised he may not have had as much sleep as he should. This was because of the multitude of creatures he had seen, crawling from bins and the sewer grates along the journey. Brushing his delusions off to lack of sleep, he waited till everyone filed off the bus, before getting up. Before he reached the doors however, they shut. The driver got up, and stared at him. "Max...." The name drifted into his mind. "We need to talk."
"Seriously? This again?" Max glared at the driver, noticing a purple mist being expelled from his nose.