Chapter 3: Scratch

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We sat facing each other, neither of us said a word. She seemed to be really shy, looking at me and immediately looking back down at her legs.

'It's gonna take a while for her to warm up to... Everything.' I thought, as I observed her nervous glances around the room.

She wore an exact match of my clothes, a long sleeve shirt, jeans, plain socks, and necklaces. Unlike mine, they were all black and grey.

It seemed like she had been drained of all color, or the world's printer ran out of colored ink.

"What... What do you remember?" She asked. I hadn't expected her to ask me anything remotely like this. Well, at least not this early into being an emption that became real.

I expected her to be all 'Meh. My life sucks. You guys are all assholes. I'm gonna go sit in my closet!' like someone else I knew.

I swallowed and looked into her black eyes. "Well, I remember everything. School, friends, playing with my siblings, all sorts of stuff." I answered. She sighed. It had an eerie echo as her natural voice did.

"Do you remember when you- our fish died? When you lost someone close to you? When you..." She cleared her throat loudly. It almost sounded like a growl. "When you kissed Dark?"

I did remember. I remembered everything, everything but how intense the sadness that came with it was. Wait- did she say kissing Dark?! Why in the world did I decide to kiss him?! He's the biggest jerk I knew! I couldn't believe it.

"Uh... Sorta... The kiss, uh, my opinion on the matter... Changed."

"You don't like him anymore?"

Realization hit me like a car in Rocket League. The weight that had been plaguing my mind for months was gone!

"I- I don't. I wonder if the split changed our opinion on the whole love triangle thingy."

She laughed. Dang, her laugh was creepy. Like a stereotypical movie villain inside a stone tunnel.

"Damn right it did. Mark? Ha! What a dork! Mr. Headphones is all yours sunshine. Dark is the hottie here!"

"We really are opposites, aren't we?"

"Oh yeah!"

"Hey, what should I call you? Obviously I can't call you my name so-"

"Scratch. Call me Scratch."

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