Chapter 16

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Song of the Chapter: Pull the Trigger- Russ. I love Russ.


I wake up in some tropical rainforest. A beautiful forest though. What?

I wander around this vast forest, gaping at everything surrounding me.

Ginormous trees stretch out as far as the eye can see. Birds sing happily and fly graciously from tree to tree. (hey that rhymed) The chatter of.. monkeys? can be heard from everywhere. A river flows fast and furious (heh) to the right of me. (i'm on a roll) Fish can be seen under the surface of the transparent water. Bright fish, fish of extraordinary color. A bright pink piranha rushes by, hunting. The roars of jaguars shake the forest, but the other animals don't seem to care.

This place is amazing!

I continue to wander throughout the forest, occasionally tripping on tree branches. To my surprise, it's not that stuffy.

After some wandering, I bumped into someone. Johnson.

I completely forgot about the petty Instagram photo, and immediately hugged him.

He hugged back, and I felt his grip get tighter until I couldn't breathe.


I glanced up and saw it wasn't Jack anymore. Instead, a giant cobra slithered around me, cutting off circulation. It hissed and snickered.

"I'm not Jaaaaack. That foolish boy is dead. He was my last victim. And you, pretty lady, are my next meal."

I screeched and woke up with a jolt.

It was only a dream. Only a dream. Oh thank goodness.

I checked the clock. 06:03. I decided it was no use trying to sleep after that terrifying dream. At least there was cool scenery.

Since it was pretty early and I didn't have to go to school until 7:30 or so, I went for a short little run.

*skip run and preparation for school*

The bell rang as I sprinted through the doors. I was just a little late.

I ran into my first class: biology. I got to my seat exasperated. No one seemed to notice I was late, cause the teacher was late too.

I sighed in relief and got out my notebook and a pen.

Someone behind me tapped on my shoulder. I turned around to a strange looking guy who I'd never seen before.

"Can you pass this to Demi?" The weird kid gave me an improperly folded paper, which was very dirty, might I add.

"Who are you?" I asked him, holding the note in my hand.

"I'm Derek, I've been here all year.." He trailed off, looking at the ceiling. "Look, can you just not ask me anything, and just give the stupid note to Demi?" He said, a little mad now.

"If you're gonna act like a little baby I won't."

"Fine! Just, could you please give Demi the note?" He rolled his eyes.

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