Déjà Vu

Chapter Two

So. Now that you’re aware of my doomsday, let’s continue with my day. First period:math. Devil spawn. I’m okay at it, and always knowing the answers helps. Second period:library. I love books, no human interaction and I can’t pretend I’m anyone other than who I am. The problem happened after third period: gym.

I was so sweaty and blegh, I just wanted a cold water and to die alone on a table. I wasn’t asking for much!! But the universe hates me, so no, I couldn’t die peacefully as one should after any physical exertion. Just as I was about to meet my maker, the most beautiful people I had ever seen walked in. Now, I’m no looker myself, (in my opinion) I have hazel eyes and a scarlet feel to my hair. I will not describe my body as it is none of your concern, and I am a girl so I would undersell it’s true beauty anyway depending on the day.

So when I say beautiful, I mean model-like, god’s gift to man/woman beautiful. And as I process this stupid fact, my brain ever-so-gently reminded me that these were the someone’s that I had seen for doomsday. Great. Can’t a girl just die in peace?! So before I passed out, since that’s what I had figured the everlasting darkness was, I whipped off my hoodie and used it as a pillow. Nighty night. Hope we’re not all dead when I wake up.