As Olly Gabes stepped down from the bus onto the cracked pavement below, his mind was on something, his brow furrowed with worry. He had forgotten to feed his cat this morning. What if the Siamese was running all over the house, meowing until her throat hurt, just to get the food she needs? Since she was Olly's responsibility, he was the one whom was expected to feed her. He sighed and ran his fingers through his messy, dark hair, then shifted the binders and books in his arms, glancing around nervously. He took a deep breath and walked through the crowds of students, keeping his hazel gaze downcast, pushing the door open with slight difficulty. When the door closed with a small
thunp behind him, he started walking through the hallways slowly and cautiously, for fear of being jabbed at or scorned by one of the many students. It happened to him just about every day, so why should today be any different? Once he reached his locker, he slowly turned the combination lock.
12... 7... 20 the lock clicked open, and he swung open the locker door, pulling out his notebooks and textbooks for his first class, which was Oceanography. It was by far his favourite class, though he wouldn't ever say so. He sighed as he gathered his books, pushing his black wire framed glasses up the bridge of his nose, then stood. He was about to turn around and walk towards his classroom when he heard a nearby group of students whispering. He caught the word 'haunted' and stepped closer, straining to hear them, his head tipped to the side. He sighed and gave up, turning and walking to class, settling in his usual seat in the back, where he would be away from everyone else. He twirled a pink mechanical pencil in his fingers, his mind on the conversation he had heard a few seconds before.
A haunted school...? Hmm... he shivered slightly. He hoped it wasn't something he would have to deal with. It sounded scary, and he disliked stuff like that. Gave him nightmares.
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Ryder