Strange Occurrences (Weird shit 2: electric boogaloo)

You stumbled to the Nurse's office, a quint, comfortable room with an adjustable bed, a couple of chairs and a circular desk.

Sat behind the desk, Typing quickly on her computer with her usual cheery look, was Nurse Murphy.

Emerald eyes looked at You, at first with a pleasant curiosity, thou that quickly changed when She saw Your shambling, sweating form, making her jump into action almost immediately.

Nurse Murphy held an ice pack on Your head, while You sipped from an ice-cold glass of water as You sat on the surprisingly comfortable chair that She helped You into.

Nurse Murphy was not a tall woman, a bit shorter than You with a smile that could melt butter "That's cooled You down some huh? Feeling a little better now?" her voice was smooth, a gentle, almost motherly tone that hummed in the calming accent of her Irish roots, "a lot better, thank You Miss Murphy." it was true, the sweating had mostly stopped and the dizziness had passed, though this kind of sluggishness had come over You, eyelids heavy, body overly relaxed, like You hadn't slept in a while or something, not to mention that Your appetite had returned with a vengeance.

"Do You want me to write You a sick note so, take the rest of the day off and get some rest?" That smile, it was like a sedative within itself, everything about her was so warm, her tone like honey, her hair shoulder-length, wavy like a chocolate waterfall, Her cheeks red as roses and her lips a smooth magenta "I think I'll just grab a bite to eat and head back to class." You tried to **** yourself up to Your feet, the sudden movement, however, dazed the shit outta You.

Nurse Murphy held Your arm, steadying You on Your feet before sauntering over to her desk, her sizeable rear swaying as she did.

She reached into a drawer and produced a large snickers bar, handing it to You and touching Your shoulder "Here, My treat"

"oh uh, Thank You, Ma'am." You said taking it from her with an unsure smile, She winked one of her Green eyes at You "It's silly how good boys like You get trouble here, do me a favor, drink plenty of water and get some rest when Your back at Your dorm hmm?" You had not spoken to nurse Murphy a lot, but she always was very kind "I will, I promise." she rubbed Your shoulder sincerely, giving You one more honey-glazed smile and sent You on Your way, a little clearer and a little less worse for wear.

kindness was a rare but pleasant thing for You, despite feeling like You might faint if You walked for too long You grinned, You bit hungrily at Your snickers thinking on the Irish beauty just a little more.

A trip to the cafeteria was necessary before You decided to get some air, walking out into the still uncomfortably sunny courtyard with at least 8 Ham and cheese sandwiches cuddled closely to Your chest.

Luckily there was a bench, a snug dark spot in a corner were You could chow down and collect Yourself enough to get back to class.

One of Your unfortunate qualities was that You couldn't help but overthink anytime You sat in silence for too long and with all that has happened, You had plenty of food for thought.

Thoughts circled Your mind like crows, hungering for answers, Your Dad, Jane, The untouchables, Valerica... all of it was so stupidly cliche, strangely familiar and even before all of that, were the missing segments in Your mind, it had been elusive at first, like a dream long forgotten but now that You had time to think about it, a Red Velvet hand flashed into Your vision, a harsh grip and sharp jab at Your wrists, a cold feeling as life was sapped, replaced by something cold and harsh and toxic "Is that Dicky-Drake I see?"

Vicky appeared from the Academy entrance, approaching You smugly with Isabella in tow... Ah, shit "Really Vic, do we have to do this now, I need to get my nails done, plus look at him, he looks even more gross than usual!" Isabella said, grimacing as she saw You.

"Oh don't worry I'll be quick," Vicky said swooping in, looking like birds of prey as they closed the distance between You. This was exactly what You didn't need today, You felt shitty enough "V-Vicky, I was just about to..." You tried to get to Your feet but quickly found Vicky's hand shoving You back down, knocking the wind out of You as she took a seat beside You "Just the Nerd I was looking for, I don't suppose that You could do a girl a favor and do My English Homework for me?" Victoria had this look to her, a harsh look that could turn a man to stone, "Listen, Vicky, I'm not well, I just want to get today done and..." Isabella grunted with irritation, leaning down and clutching at Your collar tightly "Just take the fucking Homework asshole..."

OHWHATTHEFUCK!

You flew off of the bench as Your eyes met with Isabella's, it was like being dropped into a pit of snakes, and when she touched You it was like having a nest of tarantula's thrown on Your face.

Vicky sniggered maliciously while You lay flat on the ground, staring up at Isabella like she was a great white shark, Isabella herself, however, was not even nearly laughing, no, she had an altogether different look in her eyes, a viscous Contempt, a Dark void that shouted "I can see You" all with the look of an eye and mere seconds touching of skin "Come on Vic, let's get out of here..." Her eyes never left Yours, Caramel colored orbs with pupils so thin that You could have sworn they belonged to a serpent's.

"What are You talking about?" Vicky said in a strop, interrupting the solid stare between You and Isabella "...If I don't get this pipsqueak to do it then Mr. Harrow will have my ass." Vicky stood over You, her tall dark form lingering as she scowled "You hear that Moron, time to pay the Piper!" You listened but You still had this nagging feeling, this horrible dark feeling in Your chest that had been roused by Isabella.

You stood from the ground, the familiar numb and absent feeling from this morning washed over You, and from that Dark place something that wasn't quite You began to speak to Vicky in a hate-filled Hiss "Do Your own fucking homework."

Victoria froze, looking at You with uncertainty before fully absorbing You defiance "W-What did You just say to me Fucker?"

"I said, Do, Your own, Fucking, Homework. Are You deaf and Stupid?" This voice was hardly Yours, it was harsh, quiet but filled with malice "W-What, w-who?!" Vicky had flown into a half confused rage, grabbing at You, though You also felt Your own fingers wrap around her wrist.

It took only a second for the connection to be established, this... tether that latched unto her as Your skin touched and Your eyes met, similar to Isabella's earlier interaction but with You at its Apex "People hate You, You know that right, people dislike me sure but they hate You, a spoiled daddies girl that goes around harassing people with her goons, a living breathing cliche...." Her face twitched and her bottom lip quivered as You carved the words into her "...Don't You get tired of it Vicky, Don't You get tired of being the bad guy, Maybe You could try and do better, work harder, be nicer to me?" Vicky's looked like a doll, still and blank and wide-eyed, nodding to Your suggestion before Isabella grabbed at her arm and pulled her away.

A great pain came over You as Isabella dragged Vicky away, like whiplash, a tearing pain, it was too much, so sudden and overwhelming, a flood of dark that swept You over in mere moments, knocking You off Your feet and into a void, where **** crept closer and closer to taking You from the World.