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I scroll through tiktok looking for entertaintment value as a walk towards my school.

"Cat drags dead cat" hmmm, this seems interesting I remark to myself as I continue to watch the video. As the title suggested; a black cat with a pair of pointy ears which seemed to be torn by either side dragged what seemed like its mate across the pavement.

Hoping it would sooth his boredom rather found it unintersting and boring. What was I expecting?There wasnt much to see however it reminded him about his middle school life experience;

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Drey wasn't the brightest person in school or in anything for that matter. He hadn't achieved anything remarkable to speak of and he wasnt bothered by this reality either.

In fact he like it this way since he had less eyes on him. He knew better than most standing out too much can come back to sting a person later;

like the time during middle school when he was elected to participate for a spelling bee competition and ended up coming out second which really surprised him because he never really prepared for the competition, however because of this his friends started to rely on him during tests and forcefully putting themselves in his group for group assignments.

Perhaps, he was smart during middle school, he couldnt remember mucg about those young days.

However, Drey was really annoyed by this leech like behaviour during that time thus he started communicating less and less with his friends until he had none left. Subconsciously he started to actively keep a low profile so this doesnt ever occur again.

He was a lazy person, and carrying other people weight seemed like a drag. However after he left middle school he decided to change his thought of action for the better

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I scratch the side of my head trying to forcefully forget the vexing memory but to no avail. F***, its been so long, im I that stuckup? I thought I was long past that.

I really need to get over this sooner or later or else this might become my personal trauma.

Taking a quick glance towards my phone I decide I better start running or else I might need to prepare for a punishing 15 minute jog.

On the way to his school he sees a white-colored van slowly approuch his direction, almost as if the passengers were looking for something . Maybe a coincidence? who knew? However his thought came to an ubrupt end as the van suddenly stopped on his right.

Hey kid, I'm looking for a specific place mind helping me out? the man impolitely exclaimed. His appearance seemed odd; the man seemed to wear a dark hat with the letters IDC written towards the temple.

he wore a pair of black and white striped jeans and his shirt was designed in a similar fashion. What was weird the most was the van: it had countless scratches along the back and to the edges of each door. The color seemed to have reached its due date. The windows seemed suspicious the most: the front 2 windows seemed normal however the backseat windows were tinted dark black hiding its content.

I felt his gaze grow stronger on my fragile body commanding my attention.

involuntarily I replied with a yes. I doubt his the type to take a no for answer.

Then can you tell me the location of ***** highschool. I felt a weird shock run down my spine. it was the school i was going to. I humbly tell him the location and he relucatanly drove me their as a thank you.

Kid, enjoy your life to the fullest, you're still young dont waste it he uttered with a weak smile across his face.

Thanks for ride i replied paying no heed to the last part. no problemo he says inthusiastically while driving off to god knows where

I make it in time for the register and start greeting my seatmates

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