The Fantastical World of Liddy LaSore

Liddy is not in her right mind. When her dreams start to become reality it is up to her to save both the fictional and non fictional world of her life.


3. 3.

I wake with a jolt. Sam is looking at me with a hand on my shoulder.

“Hey sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you but we are back at school” he tells with a sweet voice.

“Oh okay. Thanks.” I take my bag and get out of the car and as I step onto the pavement, the sky opens up and pours down on us. I smile, look at Sam and in a silent agreement, we race to the front of the school, trying to avoid the shower. We get inside the school, laughing, but not before becoming dripping wet. The attendance lady looks at us funny and we laugh even more. But soon a chill comes over my body. My pants are pretty dry but my shirt is soaked. I try and shake it off but I can’t. I don’t have any clothes to change into so I guess I will have to suck it up and deal with the cold I will eventually get. I start to walk towards my locker to get my binders for math when Sam calls out to me.

“Hey are you cold? I can hear your teeth clacking together from a mile away.”

I turn and look at him, standing at the other end of the hallway. “I’m fine” I say, trying not to shake.

“I have an extra sweatshirt in my locker. Take it.”

“Thanks but I’m okay”

“Take the damn sweatshirt.”

I laugh. “okay Thank you” I follow him as we go up to his locker. He opens it and grabs a black sweatshirt. I expect it to be some big, lumpy thrift shop thing but when he pulls it out, I am facing a Calvin Klein hoodie that is beautiful.

“Nice hoodie” I tell him, clearly stunned.

“Thanks” he replies a little hesitation in his voice.

“I just mean that I wouldn’t have expected you to have such nice clothing. And I mean that in the best possible way.”

“Oh I see. But yeah. ‘The best for the best’ my parents tell me” he says in a melancholy tone.

“Thanks” I say and smile as I take the hoodie and put it over my head. It fits me, a little long in the arms but it is comfortable and warm. It also smells really good, like fresh rain and warmth; manly but subtle. I make sure the hoodie covers me and slyly take off my sopping shirt, leaving me in just a bra. He looks at me, wide eyed and as quickly as he realized what I had done. He goes back to his locker and focuses on what seems to be a fascinating binder.  

I laugh to myself.

“What…” he asks in a scared tone.

“Nothing. But are you okay with me taking off my shirt and just wearing your hoody. I will wash it and get it back to you tomorrow. I promise.”

He looks away from his locker and replies with a simple “sure”.

“I really appreciate it. I need to go grab my binders. Thanks for the sweatshirt and helping me study. I had fun! See you in trig” I tell him, then turning around and heading down the hallway. I glance back and see him staring at me then quickly looking back at his books and trying to hide his beet red face.


Liddy’s Blackmail List-1

Sam’s Sassy Remark’s-0

The bell rings just as I get to my locker, hallway filling to maximum capacity. I scan the crowd, looking at all the different faces. People of every race are in our school; whites, blacks, Asians, Indians, people who are mixed, even some who are a faint shade of pink. Wait. Pink? I turn around and watch as a girl with light pink skin and white hair makes her way down the hallway, dressed in a light green dress, falling past her knees. In her hair, a braid lays on her back, intertwined with flowers and twine holding it at the end. I blink and rub my eyes. I can’t be seeing this. I open them and she is gone, no pink girl in sight, just an emptying hallway. I rush to grab my books and make a mad dash for the 1st floor and into the classroom

The bell rings.

I made it without being late.

    I take my seat and get out my pen and pencil needed to take the test. Sam glances at me from across the room and smiles a ‘you can do this’ smile. It is gratifying. Mr. Bronche hands me the test and I take a glance over it, I got this.


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