Nowhere Boys and Their Nowhere Girl (Felix Ferne FanFiction)

Chapter 1***

"FASTER NERDS, FASTER," Jake shouted, seeming the most scared out of all of us, but since no one else had talked, I can't say anything. But far out, even though we were being attacked he still treated us like, well, dirt. But for some reason, we did what he said anyway.

*24 hours earlier*

Blake's P.O.V

"BLAKE, YOU FUCKING LAZY BITCH GET YOUR ASS OUT, OF YOUR BED, YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR YOUR TRIP TO THE BREMIN RANGES! I SIGNED YOUR FORM AND IT IS COMPULSORY TO GO, NOW GET READY. CAUSE IF YOU'RE NOT READY IN TWENTY MINUTES YOU'RE WALKING YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Wow, my Mum is more of the bitch. That was a lovely way to wake up your only daughter— AND the whole street, I sat up, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes,

"Okay Mum, I'll be down soon," I moaned, falling back onto my bed. Normally I would retaliate to her, but I didn't sleep well last night, I had a dream. Well, it wasn't exactly a dream, more of a vision. I'm not completely normal. I'm what people would call a seer or more commonly, a witch, you know what, I have never been called a seer before in my life, that's just more of the technical term if you want to fully understand what I am.

I normally have my visions while I'm asleep and they aren't very common and don't have very much effect on me in my sleeping form, but this dream was so vivid and it nearly drained me of all my energy, while I was asleep, how stupid is that? Talk about defying normalcy.

After laying there thinking, I finally got up off of my bed and I slowly moved to the bathroom, I turned the shower on and stripped down, hopping in, the cold water shocking me awake like it does every morning.

As I brushed my teeth, I heard music coming from next door; it was rock music, sounded home written, well it wasn't normal music since it had no drum beat, and I know the voice of the singer anywhere. There is only one person in Bremin that would write music like that and that was Felix. He was my age and going on the trip to the Ranges as well. I think—

I don't actually know Felix and I don't think he actually knows I exist, I don't think anyone does, well they do, they've just never actually seen me, I hide under my clothes, not allowing anyone to see how weird I look. Only Mum and I know what I look like, and I am planning on keeping it that way. Until I leave that is.

A few moments later I heard the music cut off and realised that Felix was in shit, I was going to be late if I didn't hop out anytime soon. I do not want to get in any more shit off of Mum. I don't even know what I did to piss her off this time.

I cut off the water, stepping away from the head and grabbing my towel, wrapping it around my body. I then went straight over to the mirror and started doing my make-up, since it was easier for me to do it in here and not in my bedroom. All of my good make-up is in here so I did some black eyeshadow on my lids, black eyeliner around my bright Violet eyes, and dark blue lipstick on my lips.

The make-up didn't really matter, but that's because no one actually going to see my face. I ran back into my room now completely dry, before chucking on my BOTDF band T-shirt making sure it covered my birthmark that was on my arm slightly, black skinnies which were ripped at the knees slightly, my fingerless purple leather gloves, my red, white and black suspenders, and my oversized hoodie which reached down just below my butt, along with my knee high studded boots that ended right before my rips, and chains that hung under my jumper and no one would see nor hear hopefully.

I grabbed my dark purple shoulder bag, shoving in my eyeliner, lipstick, phone charger, a moody purple beanie with little ears on it, and fifty bucks, just because I could and I had a feeling I would be needing it some time before I get home. I pulled my black with white streaked hair into a ponytail, with the white bangs hang around my face; I pulled my hood up, covering my face completely. My face was now only able to be seen when someone was at the right height— basically translating to no one will ever see my face since no one ever looks at me in the first place. I am so done with life right now!