《Dazeful Romantic Life》 The dazeful girl Like a black spot on a mirage, My gaze swept through the class only to stop upon my fellow classmate, a girl of medium height (for girls), generic brown eyes like a weed in front of a herd of lotuses and a fashion sense of a 2009 girl wearing a simple colored top, skirt and white stocking to go along with it. All round, one can definitely say her as the most generic girl you can ever find and nobody, even she herself wouldn''t take any offence to it as it is the truth, like a background character in a series, noticeable yet certainly not worthy to remember. Yet, I can''t help but look at her, she just has a peculiar presence like a short tree in a forest full of over blossoming flowers, you can ignore her and enjoy the scenery but she definitely strikes out as a odd being. Just when I was being detective all over her, I hear a familiar voice "Sup dude!" I tried to change my view from her to him only to be stopped suddenly by his abrupt question "Oh, you''re still looking at her, don''t worry man, I won''t stop your rendezvous adventures, INDEED! If one can''t have experiences like that now, then when can they?" Fuck. He knows. Fuck. The guy beside me is a behometh of a being, casually being the most tallest person I sawn with a appropriate build and solid humour skill to go along, he is your typical charismatic guy... ah his name is Taylor btw. Today, He wore a classic black shirt with some flower embroideries? and a white pant like a specimen from the early 2010''s museum, his face was round with some wrinkles and black spot near his eyes which makes his face even more daunting to look at, yet just being near his side can calm most of your worries. I look at him at last and say what I wanted to say from the start "Before whatever you wanna say dude, it''s not like that, got it bud?" But the response I got is completely out of what I could imagine "Oh c''mon, Ryler LIKES Hailey WHAT''S THE BIG DEAL IN HERE?" This motherfucker seriously! I can already feel the gazes or my fellow classmates like I''m a bait thrown at millions of eels, they are going to completely fuck me over with this for the rest of the year! ...wait a second, what name did he say again? Before I could fully comprehend the Pandora box he unleashed upon me, I was forced to answer my classmate''s unwaveringly determined questions "Wait Really?" "No wayyy, I know it!" "I won the bet!!!!!" "You can do it brother, we will always believe in you!" "Wha- he isn''t a furry? Damn, here man, have this" The storm of questions took over me like I''m nothing but a cardboard box in a lonely valley, some people were surprised, some were stupified, some were angry, some were indifferent and some gone so far as to bet on my life, wait what the fu- The girl in question, that is the girl my friend called out to has come near my seat oblivious to other''s reaction and my own flagger blasted expression. "I''m not interested btw." The girl rejected me, even though this isn''t the girl I was even looking at, this still hurts me. Oh yeah, that mf thought I was looking at Hailey instead of Stacey, Was she so ordinary that he subconsciously thought I wouldn''t look at her? Or does his subconsciousness ignore her? Before I could respond, she continued with her relentless response "But, y''know... If you wanted to, we could start by talking and feeling each other out y''know?" Once again I was blue balled into who knows what, the girl who was misunderstood as my crush by others holds out a torch out for me like I''m a lost bug at a underground labyrinth. Of course a wise man knows when to accept his outcome, so naturally I wouldn''t let lose of this opportunity. "Yeah, I''m free this weekend, what about you?" As far as I know, Hailey is one of the most popular girls with an arrogant mean personality, slick ponytails, fashion style of... the present, wearing a high-waisted jeans paired with cropped jacket, leather shoes and some small piercing over her ears and nose. Oh- she also used to bully some girls, minor details, I know. Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. "This weekend right?, yeah I''m free, you already have my number right? Hit me up there when you''re all prepared btw" "Yeah I will make sure to not disappoint you, my lady-" She gave me a look of disgust as if she regretted ever talking to me after hearing my sense of humor and turned to leave, I of course sawn her leave only to be awestruck yet again by a very ordinary girl, I looked at her for some time before putting my focus back to this world. Of course, I was met by that behemoth, no, the evil behemoth''s gaze and his question which seems so full of pride that you wonder if he thinks anything in that brain-free head. "I did good right? Hehe" I refuted him thoroughly as if to put down a growing fire. "Nope, just the worst but thanks tho, if it isn''t for you, who knows if I will ever get to speak with that infamous delinquent queen or whatever her nickname was" Naturally, he flared back up as if to ask "why do you seem to care so little about your very own crush?" "I get what you''re about to ask, As I said before, it really isn''t like that but who knows, maybe I can go somewhere with her" His eyes seemed to jump out of his eyeball as he looked at me and contemplated in silence before going back to his usual way of life, that is turning his brains off. "Righttt, I helped right? Hahaha Who wouldn''t help their homies? Right brother?" My fellow classmates who still don''t know the full story agreed with him as if they are old powerless nobles kissing the ass of the king to get into a good position. "Yeah!" "Exactly brother" "you''re always correct vro" "We will defeat even the opps for our brother!" "Yeahhhhhh!!!" I once again look back at Stacy, This time, our eyes lock for the first time, she seems so distant yet so near, her eyes seemed indifferent to everything as if to say that nothing in this mortal world interests likes of her and that everyone should just fall for her supremacy, only that, everyone would be still left wondering why they serve her even if the whole world knows that she is is a God incarnate. *Smirk* I felt a indescribable sense of disgust at that moment but all she did was smile?, no, at least I think she is trying to smile, her lips are always curved down but now that she is trying to get it back up and smile forcefully like a new born baby just knowing about laughing and smiling. It was an awful smile that you wonder if anyone have even told her about this peculiar activity of hers. In that small gap of time, her smile faded to return to a indifferent expression as if her previous expression is a glitch in reality and I was unfortunate enough to see such a thing, yes, that must be it. Everything after that incident flown like a daze as if I''m a princess captivated by a evil witch and soon, I''m back at my home, alone yet again. .... The school continued on like a daze, the classes gone on like usual, the usual chatting between students during lunch break and lastly, a bus trip to my home. I wondered how others are doing in their life as I slowly drift to my home. And... Fuck. A new realisation brings me back to this world once again from that weird daze, Only now do I realised that I forgot to smile back at her. I scratch the back of my left hand at this sudden upravel and seeing as if no one is around for me to complain or rat about, I slowly turn on the old squared television box to let out my stress. That''s what I hoped to achieve at the very least, "A new strings of coincidental killings have appeared in the new apple street at *****, the victims are said to be found missing at different times of places and many more are said to be implicated in this gruesome kidnapping or worse, killing spree by a vicious psycho, so we ask you to be careful on your way back home, and to the next string of news, we ha-" *Shuts off sound* *Sigh* It just had to be near my house, doesn''t it?, I wonder if the school will take any type of action depending on this. ....Ah, I wish they wouldn''t and maybe I can meet the kil- .... whatever, let''s just get some sleep! .... The mirage of love? .... I woke up like a robot programmed to do it''s usual activity every day, My back was hurting, yet I continued to do my daily activities of waking up, brush, bath, eat and get on bus and into school all with the divine accompany of my music from the mp4 player I got for my previous birthday. The whole process was as meaningless, mundane and pointless as ever, slowly slipping away the essence of my soul through every activity like a mortal caught by medusa. And soon, I found myself at the last stop of my mechanical activities, that is the getting in bus part, I''m waiting at the bus station for the bus to hopefully come soon. The neighborhood conversations seems to be spring into a verbal boxing as I hear people fighting over what seems like a couple''s issue I just looked at the insipid atmosphere front of me, cars, buses and even bikes and such going as if they are showing off their worth to mother nature and the static imagery like a deep ocean existing only for the rich creatures to grow or perish along side it. "You are always like this! Always keeping it to yourself, never ever share anything on your own accord..." The raspy strawberry voice seems to be of a girl as her breathing seems raged and she might very well be very near me as her actions seems to hint that she looked at his face at last. *Thunk sound or smt* A sound echoed through the ever so banal atmosphere, if I have to guess, she must be very jarred and unsettled as if she sawn a face of someone who would even worship both jesus and satan or maybe even worse. The girl''s voice have now gone over the sound limit as my ears are absolutely about to burst if i''m not majorly concentrating on the unequivocally bizzare drama show right at the dawn of a new day. "This... I get it stacey, the reason why you are always making that shitty ass face, as if you''re detached as the moon, always just observing and still far away from this world, I thought you are just a special case but nah, you are just like everyone else." The person on th other side finally replied as if even the moon can be disturbed with enough stirring of it''s reflection, the voice. "Oh? Really now?" The voice felt eerily similar yet felt so indifferent and clinical as if she was nothing more than a bored observer to this drama. ...wait- she? Why do I feel like the voice is as of a girl? Is this not a couple drama or maybe it is- Before I can turn the rusting machine of my mind, the other side started talking again as if she has no regard whether she is talking to a wall or a doll. If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. "You are nothing more than a rusted doll in a place full of vibrant dolls, I''m sure you know it too, isn''t that why you never try anything? Always wearing that indifferent ass expression as if you don''t care about the outside world" Before, the girl sounded like a sweet wrathful spirit in it''s fury after seeing a being worse than itself but now, she softened her voice as if understanding that being yet can never bring herself to liking her. "That''s why I hate you stacey, you''re most definitely the most pathetic person I ever sawn, giving up without even giving it your all until the end? Still holding a mask to your face like you''re in a world full of enemies?, Even though you are always interested in that world? And yet still convincing yourself of this fake facade? Pathetic." I turned around to see her at all, She looks like lady Liberty at it''s most casual manner, ever so uplifting yet never seeing the other way for things she never accepts. Yet... At full contrast to her, stacey looks nothing like her at all, even though she always looked very normal to say the least, now she has a concise presence to her like she is finally letting a small amount of her true feelings out. The realisation and what I was thinking before was absolutely broken me like a marble about to break in someone''s feet. We made eye contact once again. And her eyes sparkled like a dying star in a far away space and *Smirk* And she smiled at me "Taylor, I''m surprised, I never expected you to be a philosophical analyst y''know?" "..." "Well what are you expecting dear? A apology perhaps? Or some sort of determination? Dear, I''m already tainted beyond belief, so if I have to say, the only thing that is wrong in what you said is, I''m not interested in returning back to this so called society anymore." Contrary to what many expected, Taylorended the so and so discussion with a simple farewell to her pasts. "...I see, then I suppose this is the final farewell then." Her voice sounded so detached and clinical to everything around her, that you wouldn''t believe that she spoke like a angel before. Like a miracle or a curse from the heavens, our bus came in just in time, where both the girls boarded on the bus at the same time and even standing next to each to other, yet never uttering a single sentence. The scene was so serene and peaceful that everything else, even the honks, people''s whispers and my ever so increasing heartbeats are all ignored only for my entire existence to keenly focus on just her and her alone. Before my daze can overtake me, I boarded the same bus too. The Rising Tensions --- The girls are now in the extreme ends of the bus each clinging onto the sturdy bus handles. As such, the previous incident gone like honey in a rushing waterfall, people soon accomadated to the awkwardness, some gawked at the broken couple a few times before finally resting their attention on the scenary, and some being indifferent from the start. Yet, I couldn''t keep my eyes off her, I''m sure she knows that I''m gawking at her like a perverted old uncle yet I can''t stop, the smile, her expressions and her life, i really want to know all about it like a bear starved of honey. but all my daydreaming was suddenly broken as stacey comes near me like a assasin aiming to kill his targets while being as still as shadows at night. "Hey" She casually waved her hands at me and came near me like a hurricane with no warnings. "hey... stacey" I tried my best to sound cheerful but with what and all happened, it''s really hard to try to be normal, especially so when I have been fantasizing about her just seconds ago. She is now within inches away from me and said in a deep sultry voice like a vicious mermaid aiming for the lost traveller''s throat "Have you heard of the killings lately?" "Huh?" she continued on as if I''m a idiot incapable of processing thoughts, "The Killings? You haven''t heard of it?" "No, I mean, yeah I heard about it, it''s just that it''s so random that my brain got struck for a sec there" Stacey made a notion as if to convey that it''s no problem at all. "Right so about the killings, do you have any ideas?" This conversation turned more and more strange, her voice appeared more and more like a ecstatic old guy talking about his insane dreams to anyone who would listen and she appeared like a demon disguised as an angel. "So?? do you have any thoughts mr R.Y.L.A.R?" she said my name letter by letter as I''m a pre-schooler, yep, time to get back to the convo now... this shi is too much for me to handle "Right I was just thinking, I wasn''t spacing out or anything as you think" she made or tried to make a expression similar to understanding my concern and continued on with her now dead monotone voice "I see, so the killings?" "I just know the killings happened near our school, that''s about it actually" Stacey made a troubled expression as she lowered her eyes and quickly regained all her colors and started asking bizarre questions yet again. "Mm mm, then any idea about the culprit?" "No mr Bond, I''m still figuring out the culprit''s motive" "The whydunit doesn''t matter here mr sherlocks, the question is whodunit?" Perhaps I''m enamored by her lifeless tone or her eyes or her expresssion, I had chills all over my body as if the person right front of me is actually the serial killer who I have been working to catch all year. "Stacey, on all seriousness, how would I know? or perhaps, do you have any clue?" Stacey picked up on what Rylar said and quickly retorted right back to erase any suspicions on her "Yeah big surprise but everyone except you probably knows that th culprit is actually one of the people living in this town" This town? the people I known so long could actually be that serial killer...? Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators! "No, that can''t be stacey, stop going around spreading rumours" I want to reject such a cruel story but even then, Stacey erased that small peace I held onto "The detectives let out a mouth slip apparently, that the culprit couldn''t possible be of outside origins, so residents of the new apple street are now looked with scrutiny, you didn''t felt any weird gazes these days?" weird gazes? I am pretty sure I didn''t get any of those before, is it because I rarely go out these days? No that cou- "So any suspects?" Her voice once again helped me rise from the ocean of daydreams and I begin to think, if there is a serial killer, then who is the most likely? ....I soon caught a eerily strange girl trying to smile at me but I put that back in my head and replied to her question at last. "None that could fit the bill for now" Just as I was about to finish that sentence, I sawn a mocking expression on her face as if to say that she sawn right through me, eyes that are strangely chilling and a boring deep voice completely complementing her overall painstakingly normal appearances. "Really Rylar? You didn''t think of me? hahahah" fuck she got me- "No- I- the thing is-" she stopped me as if to say that what I''m saying will always be excuses "There is nothing to be panicking about or being sad about, Rylar, In fact I appreciate that you at least aren''t trying to deny it." she waited a few moment before finally, speaking again with more volume to her deadbeat voice now "I understand it y''know, I''m an easy target right? I don''t express myself very much, I am always alone with no one to back me up and you think I won''t stand up for myself too, so of course consciously or unconsciously you will think the best thing is to just make me take the blame..." Tears are slowly welling up on her eyes, she barely seems to hold it, as some untimely fallen down at her cloths and the dry bus floor, the environment which until seemed awkaward now suddenly turned into full murderous intent at me as if I did the worst crime possible to man. It was so bad, that I had to breath hard a couple of minute before straighening myself out to see that she had stopped her tears with the flower embroided handkerchif she had at her hand, soon, a new surge of feeling wash over me like I''m a alien experiencing human emotions for the first time. Yet this feeling so familiar but so strange, it is paining yet also giving a sense of foreboding, as if I''m going to smashed to dead if I don''t move away from that place right now. Now, I just need to talk myself out of this, yes... I can figure out the rest soon... "i''m sorry... I guess I''m feeling unwell today, I don''t know what''s happening to me even now..." "Yeah take your time, I''m sure you need it more" A sharp pain runs through my heart, Why did I say that? I should have never suspected a girl or anyone for that matter without any evidence, damn it god damn it damn it, especially why her you moron? really? your own god damn crush? what''s wrong with your head fuckkkkkk and I looked up yet again, to see that Stacey is gone and only to meet with Taylor''s pitiful gaze towards me and gestured to me that my destination has come. I boarded off the bus and felt a strong daze coming in like tsunami after some strong waves crashing each other at me. The Demons contract ----- I board off the bus as I see a wave of students going towards school like vibrant butterflies finally finding that one plant with the perfect flower. "Heyo" A voice range beside me as I feel a stinging pain across my shoulders, as I look to the source of the pain, I see a familiar face. "Hey Jane" I say as I wave at her awkwardly like a machine slowly trying to turn it''s gear to get it working to it''s fullest. As a very aspirant friend of mine, he naturally returned back my awkward moment with a expression akin to seeing the worst thing makind has invented. "Damn it Stop looking at me like I''m a dirty specimen you freak!" "Oh you''re finally back to yourself, good thing my technique worked" *Phew* he made a gesture as if to say thank God that I returned to normal and especially*thanks to him* that I returned back. This mf... Is that disgusting expression his so called technique? When I slice him up in a meat table, he will know then what is truly disgusting. "Right so richfilled burger, what the fuck do you want now?" Seeing my expression and how I acted before, even though we weren''t in the same class, Jane made a expression as if to say that he understands me now at last. "Ahh I didn''t know that speci- ah I mean people like you could still attain something called love, truly one of the wonders of the world" "Enough with the jab and just go on with your way if you have nothing to say Jane" "Right right, I will get to the point then, so who is it?" My eyes made a wide range of motion before finally locking on him, especially his pink checked shirt and a skull embroidered pants, creating a dissonance like his personality itself and I finally moved to answer him "It''s Stacey from my class actually" His smile become bigger and his eyes seemed to droop ever low as he deeply considers her name. "Mmm Stacey you say? That one girl in the back of the class with no real presence, that girl?" "Yeah" This time I answer confidently as I can, with the previous incidents, now is the time to be confident of my choice and actually act on it too. Still, he sizes me up as if struggling to understand why I would choose her of all people and then comes to a swift conclusion "Yeahhh this is a problem with you newbies, always confusing love with interests and whatnot" What the- What the hell is he on about now? "...I will at least hear you out but if it in any way doesn''t make sense, the next place you''re gonna be in isn''t the 2nd year classroom but the hospital you fucker" Aa if expecting this, Jane raised his voice and continued in a cautious tone now If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. "Right just answer these questions, are you physically attracted to her?" Is he trying to act like a therapist now- "Somewhat I guess but why the que-" "Then next question, did she do anything peculiar for you to be interested?" "Mmm Well she is pretty much invisible to a fault but that could also be said as a cha-" "Totally, then next question, are you not just curious about her?" Huh? What''s with this question, isn''t love the same? Curious about a person you like? Ah what do I like about her- her lack of presence? Isn''t that more being curious about her? Wait no, couldn''t being in love and curious have the same- "Earth to Rylar? Come to your senses and don''t leave me hanging" Ah right, the question- "I-" "Yes or no response please" .... "Yeah, you''re right" I admit defeat, but that doesn''t mean anything, i''m still very much in love with her---? "I see, you''re processing a lot on your side too, well then, I will see you in my next business conference then Rylar!" "If you want to describe the parking lot as your next business conference, then yeah sure, cya Jane!" As such, he left me like a storm and now, I''m at the epicenter of what happened My thoughts began to be eratic and chaotic as I feel like I have been abducted into the bottom of the Marina trench and told to solve calculus level problems to get out of there. Yeah... This isn''t gonna work, let''s think about it sometime else As I head up for my class, I once again notice the long circular stairs, the stale orange colored wall and the vibrant cast of the studentss and staff alike are a strange set piece to watch especially when being part of such set piece, it felt somehow surreal I soon arrive at the first year classroom of mine, the name card is a old wood card, half the fans didn''t seem to work and people generally seem to gather at the windows for that particular reason. I once again look back to Stacey seat only to find it empty... Where could she have gone? Just as I was about to go toward my seat, I found a peculiar being near my usually vacant seat and it said, "Can I sit here, you won''t mind right?" I absent mindedly answered the demon''s call "Yeah no worries actually" "Really? Really? You won''t turn back from your decision right? You will be responsible for your decision right?" That''s a lot of really... Is she that insecure...? "Yeah you have my word" Only then, her eyes seemed to widen and her smile become something akin to a demon seeing it''s contracted human sign a death contract with it on it''s full benefits, while making the poor human think the otherwise. Truly despicable. The Enchantresss Spells ----- Suddenly Stacey occupied the previously vacant chair beside me, making me think of all sorts of reasons and excuses Is it because of what happened in the bus or even before that? Or maybe that she likes me- Wait what the hell am I thinking, she just gone through a breakup, she could be going through such turmoil yet I... Suddenly like the whispers of devil, something passed my mind "I''m an easy target right...?..." Sigh... Yeah I definitely can''t take advantage of this As such, the awkward silence continued for a while between before the teacher came to our class with a expression signalling either his own misfortune or the exam results... Since we don''t have exam results then.. The teacher heightened his voice to garner attention and spoke the main point right away, "I''m terrified and sad to tell you all young kids this but it seems like a fatal skirmish has happened near our school..." The whole class has suddenly gone through full chaos mode after hearing such a shocking news with questions and whispers after whispers and even more questions. "Is the victim our school student...?" "Will I really be caught in this messed up game...?" "No... I still have my mum, I can''t leave like my father..." Many such worry, feeling of perhaps being the next in this gruesome murders, some even braving themselves up for this kind of situation, yet... When I look at her, her expressions are like the stillness of iceberg in the vast turbulent ocean, eyes indifferent to the world and a presence as small as a ant. Seeing that I''m staring at her, she looked at me mischievously and asked in a low fairy like tone, "What are you looking at? Do you have a death wish too?" "Wha- No, what-" Seeing as if I couldn''t garner any more responses from her, I continued my foolish triade "It''s just that y''know... You kinda appeared indifferent I guess?" Fu- I messed up again! "Yeah? So?" Huh? A foreboding chill ran down my spine, what did she say again? "Ryler, I could say the same for you y''know" She smiled at me like a angel looking at a pitiful misplaced child and that somehow pisses me off "What the, Tch, what are you even talking about Stacey?" "Nothing much, just that you seemed to be smiling? and if I''m not wrong, isn''t being indifferent towards this whole situation better than smiling at such a sad story?" I slightly touch the corners of my lips... The lips are straight... No... it couldn''t have been... Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site. "Haha no no, it''s just I thought of a funny joke... Yeah, that''s it... I mean why else would I smile during this pitiful event?" Her eyes have now dropped to almost a frightening degree like one of a fish and her mischievous expression now filled with nothing but utter disgust. She continued on like a snake finally catching onto it''s small ugly prey "Are you not near the time of the incident Rylar?, didn''t you say that We will discuss that later? Isn''t that why you signalled me to come here?" No, She continued like dropping a nuke, no multiple number of nukes on me, there is a swirl of thoughts like the most turbulent ocean going through my head right now Number of vision, interactions and places I have never seen passed through my chaotic mind like I have personally experienced all that, ...am I hallucinating everything? A new chill ran down my spine like a earthquake smashing everything in it''s path, even mountains alike. And then like, a small dispenser to a huge fire wall of hell, she said her last piece "Hahahahahahahahaha I was just J O K I N G Rylar, I can''t believe you fallen for that... Or are you actually the culprit?" Her eyes sparkled throught the entire conversation and suddenly changed to utter indifference at the very last. Now buckets of sweat are secreted by my body like I''m at the worst situation ever, as if... i was caught doing something illegal...? No, that couldn''t be... Yet, the sweat spots don''t lie, my whole white checked shirt is now completely drenched in sweat. Seeing as something is different with me, The teacher called me out immediately. "What happened Rylar, you seem different? Are you thattt worried about the situation? Hahaha don''t worry, y''know how these people will be soon caught onby the police, oh right speaking of that, come to my office after class, I have something to say" This!!! The atmosphere around me has completely changed, That shitty teacher probably knows this too!, No, maybe that''s what he wants, he either suspects me or maybe tries to dig out the culprit by using me as bait! Fuck, this isn''t even funny anymore My breathing once again gets completely hard to do, actually doing anything seems to take a lot on me, as I sit there seeing the ceiling and just wondering what has caused all this change Just as I was about to see the major cause of all this, she turned towards me one last time to say something before going out for good this time. "Remember that you agreed to sit with me, okay?" I''m starting to think that maybe my crush is a devil after all now.