Chapter 1
10/9/2028
It’s 2 weeks until the Iodine high school will have to present an assembly to the president of Chile.
Our School and the Beeftown high school? No way. Not gonna work out. Why? We fight over such opportunities every 3 years. Example. Three years ago they performed for the President of Nigeria. And Three years before that… Romania. And Three years before that? Well. You get the jist. I personally think these are stupid. If I was a president the only reason I would come to these things would probably be because of my mom. But surprise surprise. Im part of the Play. Great.. ..Just Great…,Hey there, I’m Vivilian. Sixteen years old, stuck in high school, where assemblies are basically nap time for my brain—they are just not my thing. And because I dared to question the point of art class, guess what? My teachers decided the best way to deal with me is to toss me into this assembly play. Fabulous, right? So anyway today is our first rehearsal of the play we are doing. And guess who’s the main character. 10/9/2028 Later that afternoon. Me and my best friend, Thomas Sindler—yeah, TS, (basically a human beanpole with a side of awkward) started heading to the place where we were supposed to do the rehearsals, Things were dull until we met Xavi Ozil. Today, he wore a crisp white linen shirt, faded blue jeans, blue Hawaiian sandals, and his flawless hair looked effortlessly styled. (So, am I in love with him? No… What are you talking about? Im just being nice to my diary?) He asked me if I’m going to the rehearsal today and I said, “Yeah what about you?” he said, “I also go there, no way!!” “Alright see u later” he told.So I reached the rehearsal area “Where do you think you are going Vivilian?” It was this girl named Lillian, She has short hair that’s kind of flows down her hair and normally wears a red jacket without any sleeves. Also the most significant trait she has is that she’s annoying. “Are you going to find a friend because there’s no way you have one. Oh, you call this a friend? Looks like squidward if you ask me. she told those last words in sign language so only I could understand. And she was pointing at TS if you couldn’t understand. So I just told her to... Some bad words. And showed a sign you don’t need sign language to understand. (Hint, something to do with your finger) “You really don’t want to use those words in front of him” She points to this new teacher I have no idea the name of. “What was that, Vivilian?” he asked. “Uh, what do you mean, sir?” I replied. He grinned, “Just kidding. Vivilian, head backstage; I will join you soon. I need a quick word with Mr. Thomas Sindler.” “Ok sir thank youI said goodbye to TS and headed backstage. I checked with my eyes what that theatre teacher was telling TS. (In other words, I don’t understand at all what they were saying) I just saw TS nodding his head rigorously to whatever the theory teacher was saying.
So while TS was getting “the talk” I went to the backstage where the rehearsals were meant to be held, I met this girl, her name was Sarah, She was wearing a green dress that makes her look beautiful which totally does not make me jealous but don’t let that fool u like she’s some angel, she’s actually one of those girls that smoke cigarettes and vandalize the school. She showed me around the theatre and then we see Xavi Ozil, Sarah goes straight to him, wrapping her arm around his shoulder. “wassup OZI!!!” And they start talking while I’m left feeling like my heart was bulldozed by a truck. (Damn that sucks) Sarah tells us we must hurry. Me, Ozil and Sarah start heading to the place where we practice. My role is the Main Character whose name is Dorothy from wizard of oz. Soooo...... I was just practicing my lines (while actually just looking at the people on the other side of the stage do backflips) when something weird happened, at first nothing significant was happening but, when someone went to check for the bathroom. They instead found something else. And what they saw I would have never believed. A timed bomb. (I know that escalated quickly) We evacuated the place which almost made one of the backflipping dudes almost break their neck. “What the actual hell?” Said Ozil “I have no idea dude.” Said TS. “Dude u were there like 1 minute ago u must know something.” I just told him angrily not realizing what a big mistake I just did. “What do u mean?” His ear reddening by the second. “Bro u have to tell us what u know.” “I don’t know anyth-” TS said officially becoming a tomato and before Ozil said, “And u clearly know something” “SHUT UP!!” We were stunned by his sudden change in behavior, he put his hands on his ears and started. What I call. Mental trauma expression. “EVEN IF I KNEW ANYTHING I WOULDN’T TELL YOU, ITS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!” “Holy moly Thomas Sindler are u fine?” Said I. But before he heard me, he ran off somewhere. Now me, Sarah and Ozil were walking towards the principal’s office where he will ask us stuff about what happened during the incident. “Bro do u guys think that TS might know something?” I said while walking to the office leading Sarah to say. “I mean u saw how his ears got red, so I’m pretty sure he knows everything” Now I’m just going to take a break because writing this much is really hard. 11/9/2028. 1:38 The principle asked us some basic questions like where, how and when. I asked “What about the bomb sir?” “They caught it 5 minutes before detonation and they managed to defuse it.” We didn’t tell anything about TS, yet. We are going to figure it out ourselves. After the second rehearsal. I’m not going to write again because too much effort. New entry WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!??...... I was just sitting on this couch taking a break like RIGHT NOW to write this diary. And of course the person who was sitting next to me suddenly slumped right onto my shoulders. I don’t know her name, but she wore this weird shirt saying “go yankees” which stretched down to her thighs and shorts. Suddenly I also got this feeling to just sleep off, I got up with a start... Ozil rushed up to me asking what happened. I checked her heart rate before realizing she didn’t have one… My neurons stopped working. I could feel my heart being excreted through my gluteus maximus. And my breath, Oh my breath, it felt like a blackhole, sucking in whatever it can. If you have seen a dead person… you haven’t gone through the full experience. by experiencing one the fear paralyses you and makes you feel like the statue of liberty. Boring and stiff. What is happening? Every time this rehearsal happens weird stuff goes on, and now TS is missing before he just randomly screamed and shouted at us?!? He said he wouldn’t tell us if he knew something... We need to find him. And we are going to find him. Me, Sarah and Ozil are trying to figure out what the hell is going on. “First of all, why Is there something weird happening every time during rehearsals.” Ozil asked “I don’t know, it’s like someone doesn’t want us to practice” “Hmmm, didn’t the beef town high school used to do rehearsals to these presidents?” Said Sarah. “Oh yea... wait, do you also think that the people from the beef town high school are sabotaging this play? “Yes, but wait, how exactly do you think they could just come into our school and casually just place a bomb without anybody seeing them? Or this new poison air thingy?” I told Sarah “It has to be someone that is already inside.” “Maybe Its the theatre teacher? I mean he’s new and could have easily set up both those things without being seen. “Don’t you guys think that this is a bit scary? I mean a human has died, there was a bomb and TS is acting like he doesn’t know anything. Like what im trying to say is what if this is just part of the plan for something bigger like i don’t know, the assassination of the president perhaps?” “Or its beef town trying to sabotage our play and then force the president to go to them for the play.” Sarah told me”
“They could have just asked” I grumbled. But they didn’t, so I guess that their natural flow is to kill people. Great. 11/9/2028 – Later That Night
So. Let’s recap my very normal day:
Found a dead girl on my shoulder.
Realized my best friend is missing.
Began suspecting that my theater teacher might also be a saboteur. And the fact that our rival school humans... might not be humans and might just be Psychopaths. Yup. Totally average Tuesday
