I saw some more weird stuff the rest of the way to School, one of them being what looked like a tall guy with long arms and legs wearing all black and a top hat walking what looked like a mix between octopus and a dog? He noticed me staring, tipped his top hat and went on his merry old way.
When I got to School it just kept getting weirder and weirder. When I first got their I went to the cafeteria to get a bite to eat, nothing much, just an orange. And I saw what looked like a fairy and a troll having an argument over the merits of pixie dust, while in the background an old looking man wearing a long robe with a great long white beard was chatting with woman with green skin who when blinking instead of closing up and down, her eyelids went from side to side.
"Hey Razor, about time you got to School." A person said behind me thumping me hard on the back, the guy who can't control himself is my childhood friend, Justin. I turn around to see my best friend standing there, and stop dead in my tracks. Because what i'm seeing in front of me can't be the same guy that I've been friends with for all of these years.
Standing in front of me wearing baggy jeans with holes ripped in them at the knees, his shoes (what I can see of them) are big white and blue clown looking shoes. He has a dark blue hoody on, the hood of which is up over his head, covering up most of his face. Not that it seems that he needs the hood to hide his face, because he has long black hair covering the top of his face, the only part clearly visible is the lower part of his mouth. His nose is crooked looking, and even though his mouth is half closed in a smile, barely visible are what look like sharp canines.
"Razor it's about time you got here." Justin said again, hitting me on the shoulder, "I was getting bored talking to you know who all morning, maybe you can handle what she has to say, but...." He stops and looks over his shoulder, which can't be too easy seeing as what he's currently wearing. He leaned in closer to me, motioning me to lean my head down, despite feeling unsettled by what I've been seeing I ablidge. "Listen, you go and talk with her for a bit okay." He then clapped me on the shoulder and went to get something from the fruit section of the free breakfast.
I was feeling unsure of what I'd find staring back at me when I went to talk to her, but I was also feeling intrigued by what I might find there. So screwing up my courage, I began making my way over to her.
I'll end this part here, and write the next part Sunday!