Not Just a Story {Herobrine x Reader} Chapter 3

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---{Recap}---

"Can't run now" He said and chuckled lowly. You squeezed your eyes shut, waiting for pain or death or something bad--
And all you felt was cold hands touch your cheeks, making you open your eyes, which had let tears fall by now. His thumbs brushed your tears away as he stared into your eyes, uttering one word.
"Sleep."
And you did.
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Chapter 3 - Time for school

You slowly opened your eyes, cringing when the sunlight from outside hit your eyes. You slowly sat up in your bed, rubbing said eyes of sleep. Suddenly you remembered what happened yesterday and you looked around frantically.
'Was it all a dream?' You thought. You looked down to see you were in the same clothes as yesterday.
'No, it couldn't have been a dream, it was too real.' You thought, swinging your legs out of the bed. Your thoughts were confirmed as true, as your feet were as scratched and dirty as when you ran through the woods and up the tree.
Running from Herobrine.
A flood of memories came back that were almost forgotten. He's real. He's real and he didn't kill you... and from the looks of it he brought you back and treated your scratched feet from getting infected, as the cuts weren't as red as they would be if they were untreated.

You glanced over at the clock on your bedside table to see it was 5:52am. You had to get up in 8 minutes anyway, since you had to get ready for school. Your parents and the school made an agreement to pick you up from school first since you live in a large house surrounded by forest that is in a completely different direction of where everyone else lives. Why the school accepted this agreement? It gave students more time to get ready and get their asses on the bus. This also meant you were the last to get off on the way home.

You glanced over at your computer to find it was still on, but the monitor was off. Raising an eyebrow, you stood ( not enjoying the new pain in your feet ) and walked over to the desk, which oddly was void of yesterdays dinner, and pressed the power button on your monitor. Powering up, you soon discover Minecraft is still running and you are now back in your Server. Shaking your head, you reach to turn the game off, only to spot text in the corner of your eye. On closer inspection, you find someone has typed something. Reading it, it said:

Herobrine: See you later, ______

Your eyes widened a little, but you said nothing as you turned off the game. You stood there for a few seconds, before walking away to get ready for school.

---{Almost an hour later}---

You stood outside your house, waiting for the bus. You were wearing the same hoodie from yesterday, changing your jeans and your Legend of Zelda shirt for a Minecraft one (Yeah, even after what happened yesterday you still loved the game) with a pair of converse matching the colour of your hoodie. You adjusted your backpack on your shoulder as the bus began to drive up the road towards your house, slowing to a stop in front of you and the doors opening.
"Mornin' ______" The bus driver, Randall, greeted you as you boarded. He was in his early 40's with blonde and grey hair. He was also a good friend of your family. He was also one of the few people involved with school that knew of your wealthy family, luckily.
"Good morning Randall" You replied as you sat in your usual spot next to the door. You sighed as you sat down.
"How ya feelin'?" he asked.
"Better, It was a good thing you found me, otherwise I might have been there a lot longer." Randall had found you after he had dropped all the students off at their homes. You were battered and barely conscious. He had taken you to the hospital to get you checked out, which didn't take long.
"Well, It's my job to take care of ya, Little missy, as your parents are in the city."
"Thanks Randall, I appreciate it."
"My pleasure."
The conversation ended as he pulled in at a stop full of chatting kids.

---{Lunch time at school}---

So far the day had been boring as usual. You pretty much knew everything anyway. The only difference was you kept seeing Him. It was common for your eyes to drift off out the window. It's the same, only He is there, sitting in a tree. The tree you were sitting in right now. You usually came here at lunch, as it was one in one of the spots the popular girls didn't go to. Also, the leaves made you well hidden until winter, where you would stay in the library. You were surrounded by orange and yellow leaves, completely hidden from the rest of the world, when there was a tap on your shoulder. Jumping, you turned to come face to face with Herobrine. Your heart skipped beat when you saw him. He was tall, even when sitting on a branch, he had his teal shirt and blue jeans like in the game and he was tanned. He had dark brown hair and a stubble. His blank eyes stared down at you. He suddenly smirked.
"Nice to finally see you when you are not running away or sleeping" He said, still smirking.
"Oh shut up" You replied, your expression going from slightly scared to slightly annoyed
"Well, someone's attitude has changed"
"Well seeing as your haven't hurt me yet, your attitude kinda changes." You said, crossing your arms and looking away You were still scared, of course, but you seriously were annoyed at this guy.
"I can tell you have a lot of questions." He said
"Yeah I do, but I would rather you answer them when I'm back at home" You replied, annoyance in your voice.
"Hm? And why is that?" He questioned.
You turned to him, uncrossing your arms.
"Because the bell for class is going... now" You replied, bell going just after you said it. You gave him a cheeky grin before jumping down off the branch, bending your knees as you landed. Looking back up, you see he was gone. Shrugging, you turned around to walk to class, only to run into his chest. You let out a yelp as you stumbled backwards, your back hitting the tree. He gave you a cheeky grin before disappearing.
"Asshole." You mumbled as you straightened up and walked to class.


---{After School}---

The popular girls didn't pick on you today.
At all.
That's always a bad sign.
Usually when they didn't pick on you, it was for two reasons. One, they weren't in today or two, They were going to beat you up. It couldn't have been the first one, as you saw them on the bus at the back, the popular's spot. So they were going to beat you up today, which is really bad. You still hurt from yesterday. You looked around nervously as you waited for the bus with the rest of the large group of chatting teenagers. You couldn't see them, maybe they got a left with ONE of their boyfriends or they had detention or--
"Well well well, if it isn't the little bitch" An unfortunately familiar voice spoke out. you looked to your right to see the Popular's, much to your dismay. The one who spoke out was Jennifer, the leader of the Slut Gang (as you liked to call them in your head). She had long black hair, which was curled, so much make up that the amount she used could fill a swimming pool and  a hot pink mini dress that was way too short at the legs and way too low at the chest for a normal dress and matching high heels. You really don't know how that doesn't violate the dress code in your school, but questioning it just gave you a headache.
You fully turned towards the group of girls. It wasn't a large group, but they still managed to beat you up. Of course, on some occasions they got their boyfriends of the month to help out, which made it worse since they were usually on some sort of sports team.

"What do you want now, Jennifer?" You sighed. You could see the people close by shuffling away, not wanting to get involved.
"You need to watch your tone, bitch, before it gets ugly"
"You're here, it's already ugly"
You could hear a few Oh's and even an 'Oh snap!' from the crowd waiting for the bus. Jennifer's expression went from a cheeky smirk to a grimace of annoyance.
"Amanda, Kate, Grab her." She snapped. You saw two girls begin to walk forward from the group and time seemed to slow down. You glanced over at the big double doors leading into the school and without a second thought, you ran.
"Get her!" You heard Jennifer shout, slowly getting quieter as you rammed into one of the doors with your shoulder, making it burst open and continued to run down the corridor. The sound of heels echoing on the floor was heard as you rounded the first corner. You couldn't run to a teacher for help, as they were all in a very important meeting with the principle and the only time you would want to interrupt that is if someone has died. By falling off a building. Into a wood chipper.
You panted as you ran, happy that you had a lot of stamina, but your injured sides screamed from the strain of more running. You pushed the pain to the back of your mind. You began to climb the stairs leading to the upper levels of the school, stepping two steps at a time. You heard shouting from below of both male and female and you wondered if they had rammed into someone, but you recognized the male voices, having heard the voices of the members of the football team before. They had gotten some of the football team to chase after you. Great.

You reached the top of the stairs and began to run again, turning left and then turning a corner just as you heard footsteps reach the top of the stairs. Shit, they're gaining. You glanced behind you, then looked forward again and spotted the white sign of the emergency stairs, which led downstairs, as up to the roof. Jennifer is probably waiting downstairs for your retrieval, so you ran into the door with your throbbing shoulder and began to run up the stairs, chest heaving.

Your eyes stung with hot tears as you ran out on the roof of the large building, making you close your eyes to get rid of the blurriness, but suddenly you ran into something that feels like someone's chest, a buff one at that from the feel of it. Thinking it was one of the Jocks. You began to push away using your hands against his chest, only for this mysterious persons arms to go around you, holding you close to him. You were about to make another attempt to break free, only to stop when your body suddenly felt light and tingly. That made you realize.
You were teleporting.