(A/N) Okay, I literally started this book three-ish months ago, don't update much, and it's really bad BUT IT HAS 4K READS?! THANKS!!!

The school bell was the loudest thing I could ever imagine right now. After hearing the screams and whimpers echoing throughout my head, the school bell was a nice, loud break.

First period had just ended and I'd decided to make my way to the hallway. The one I'd started to deem my hallway.

Well, my hallway and someone else's.

I don't know what happened, I guess I was just use to seeing the sticky notes.

But there weren't any. The absence of them felt weird, strange, a bit unsettling. And mostly I felt pain in my heart. Like I'd failed to find obvious clues. Their patience had ran out.

Not wanting to lose hope, I ran to the end of the hallway, scanning the walls for at least one. Just a tiny slip of paper to give me hope for today.

But there was nothing. Just an empty hallway.

I felt disapointed in the person, like they knew sticky notes are what gave me a will to come to school. But I've probably never met the person. How could they possibly know?

Feeling disapointed only made me angry at myself for feeling that way, so I turned my back on the hall. I didn't want to deal with my stupid emotions right now.

I spun on my heels, ready to march off to second period class, but ran face first into the chest that felt very soft and squishy. Something that would probably be disgusting to hold.

"Uh, sorry!" A female voice squeaked as the person backed away. I don't know why, but just by the way she sounded wanted to make me deem her a peasant.

Boobs.

I had run into boobs.

To be fair, they were disgustingly squishy. Okay, maybe that isn't very fair but I'm literally better than her so it shouldn't matter.

"Sorry to bother you, but have you seen Will Solace?"

I gave her a look as to say What's it to you? But it must have looked like a pretty diddly dang darn ice cold glare because she started to back away.

I started to run away from the girl, from the hall, and to second period class. Maybe it's just that it's early and they haven't been here. Or maybe they've lost faith in me, because the good Lord made the universe, man, and me and he sure does know I'm one of the more oblivious people in this gigantic plan he's formed out.