What Lies Beneath
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Revision as of 03:37, 20 February 2014
Note: This story, much like the ego of a starlet, is highly unstable and likely to change at any given time. Nothing is permanent. To say this story (which I began and abandoned within a month in 2010) is currently being written would be an understatement. I'd love to touch it up and actually make it readable, though, given that I had a few ideas I really liked for it...
"Jack... Hey, Jack. Wake up, man."
Groaning, you open your eyes and lift your head off of your desk, looking around the room. Yep, same room you fell asleep in. 403, Ms. Quamos. Your friend, Sarah, is standing over you and poking you.
"Shit..." you mumble, "Everyone already leave?" She smiles and nods, telling you that everyone "just left, like, thirty seconds ago." Today's the day that your science class is heading off to the natural caves, just an hour from your school, to check out the crystal deposits. You yawn and stand up, shaking your head. "I guess we'd best get going then..."
She pats you on the shoulder, and takes your backpack off the floor. You take it from her, thank her, and follow her out and into the bus loop. The light burns your eyes, but it doesn't take long for them to adjust, giving you a damn good view of Sarah. She's no taller than 5 feet, which means that you're a eight inches taller than her. You've known her since kindergarten, and the time has given the two of you a very close-knit friendship that some mistake for love. Sure, you'll very casually compliment her and she'll do the same to you, but you two have already been over it - you're just really, really good friends. Nothing more. But damn... looking at her golden-brown hair, the way it reaches mid-back and seems to float on her black tee... it all fascinates you. And keeping in line with her modern-casual style, you're certain that the pair of jeans she has on is just a bit too small in the waist. Of course, that does accentuate her-
"Hey! You gonna get onto the bus or ogle me some more?" She jokes with you, smiling back over her shoulder.
"Well... maybe I had planned to do both. You don't have a problem with that, do you, Sarah?" You return, laughing.
"Not at all."
Climbing onto the bus, you hesitate a moment. Sarah has taken a seat somewhat close to the middle of the bus, but you notice another seat. It's also half empty, and seated in the other half is the girl you've had your eyes on for so long, Jennifer. Sarah motions towards you and points at her seat. Jennifer, on the other hand, hasn't seemed to notice you.
The driver looks at you. "Pick a freaking seat, kid. We don't have all day."
(This is your first choice. Choose the girl you want to sit with for the ride to the caves. This choice will change the way you progress through the story, what happens, and the group you will join.)
