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(Title) I Miss Zack

(Author) RachelTheFictionkin

(Date) Saturday, September 26th, 2020

(Content Warning) Mention of Animal Abuse, Mention of Murder

Last night I had a dream where I was a student at a high-school. There were other students and we were all participating in a class which I don't know what it was about. All I can remember is that the professor had us play a game where we needed to name certain people based on a topic of his choice. I remember me and this guy were naming off various villainous characters from media and he swept the floor with me calling off names like Pennywise and Leatherface. I admired him. The guy looked and sounded so ecstatic and that made me smile. He had messy black hair, pointy ears and a face only a mother could love. His clothing, although it was hard to remember, it looked pretty old and torn apart. His whole appearance and demeanor were familiar... as if I already knew him but my dream self couldn't figure it out.

Behind me I could hear some bickering coming from a group of classmates who were making comments to one another about this guy;

"That guy... he's so creepy. He's dangerous too. He acts like a serial killer! Who in their right mind would want to be with him?"

"I heard he tortured his neighbors pets and laughs at the sight of animal abuse..."

"I heard he killed someone for real!"

"What? Omg! That's fucked up!"

I knew they were referring to the messy-haired guy beside me listing off fictional murderers. All it did was entice me more. I wanted to be his friend, and I was going to ask for his phone number but I got really shy and couldn't stop my cheeks from burning red of embarrassment. I didn't want anyone to know I was developing a crush.

Lunch time came, and everyone was eating in their classrooms. This was the moment I was going to try to ask for his phone number. I had my lunch at a single desk by the corner of a window: a microwavable burger and some vegetables. A random guy came up to me, trying to flirt with me, and asked if anyone was sitting next to me. I shrugged him off acting cocky spouting out that I had a "boyfriend" and he was going to sit next to me. I should've bit my tongue when the letters b-o-y-f-r-i-e-n-d exited my mouth. My face turned red at the thought of announcing I had a boyfriend, when in reality I didn't. "God, now whoever sits next to me... people will think they're my boyfriend..." I thought.

Some time passed, and I saw that guy with the grungy attire appear in the room. He sat at the desk a few feet away from me as the people beside him got up and moved away. He wasn't phased by it one bit and I could feel my heart pound. "Oh no! What if he sat next to me?!" My mind rushed, and I couldn't think straight. While dealing with my conundrum, the guy looked towards me with a smile. "Hey! Mind if I sit next to you?" And those were the last words I heard before being waken by my mother. Once awake, my mind finally registered that who I met in my dream; the guy with the messy hair and tacky clothes was Zack.