City of IF

[Midnight]

Willis Nightingale
An Unexpected Reality

Chapter I
Just an ordinary Ball?

That ball, why was I so dazed by it this morning? It was just a ball, but for some reason I was lured by its colour and brightness. Yes, its brightness and brilliance, it was too brilliant... to look upon. Argh. just thinking about it is making me tangled up in thoughts. Jeez, whats wrong with me?, it was just a stupid ball in the end, it bounces up and down just like the rest of them, and just like everything else in this world, it ends, dies even, but to put it metaphorically, it pops, BOOM (well not boom, but the effect is nice), thus the trilogy of the Big Red Ball would be over. Ahh, now I regret picking the ball up and bringing it with me, honestly was there even a reason of why I picked it up?. Chances are I'll take it out of my locker this afternoon, and be so meddled up in thoughts I won't be able to walk straight, maybe I'll even end up on the road and get run over, then I'd die, and the trilogy of Willis Zane Nightingale would end, just like everything else....eventually. Great now the ball is making me think of my own death, and I'm not even 17 yet, geez, at least make me hit my 17th birthday, just one more year at least before the ball kills me. The ball kills me?, Oh great now its a Big Red Killing Ball, thoughts about the ball bring death, beware. Next it'll have guns or wheels attached to it, my teachers right, I let my imagination get the best of me sometimes. The teachers right? Oh My God, riiight, I think I'd better stop thinking for awhile and just pay attention to the class. The teachers right, what am I thinking?.

Ahh, home time at last. Physics... why did I pick that class again, I'll most likely fail it like everything else. God, I am such a failure, its not like I don't try, I try my hardest. I spent 3 weeks on my science assignment, maybe even more, and what did I get a D, that's not even close to a pass. Dammit, I tried so god damn hard to, I'm such a fail.

“Hey Willis, or in my saying of course Willy Wonka...hahaha. Nah, I'm just messin with ya, like that was funny. Anyway, what are you thinking about?, your like in some kinda weird thinking zone thingy, your giving me weird thinking vibes, and that's harmful to the health ya know (Yea, his health, nobody else's). O.o, don't answer that, your thinking... about how your such a failure aren't you?, aren't you?, you are aren't you?”
“Jeez Jason, where in hell did you come from. I thought I was alone here. And for your information I wasn't thinking about how I'm such a big fail... I was... thinking about that ball I picked up earlier, yes the ball.”

Jason always had his way of annoying the hell outta ya with his humor, and when I say his, I mean his, he's the only one who understands it. As for me, well I'm the failure, if you haven't noted already. Oh and just so you know, I'll be doing the hole introduction thing with all my friends, maybe even leaving a few thoughts too, instead of that 'Jason said' stuff you find in books, 'sides so much better this way don't you think?

“Hey, hey are you lost in that deep thought thing again?. Weirdo. Anyway, it's Jase, not Jason, how many times do I have to tell you that, and you've known me how long?. By the way you were so thinking about the whole failure thing, it's written all over your face. As for that ball, why did you pick that up again?.”
“Because I felt like it, does there really have to be a reason?. Anyway, you do know your walking in the bush right, cause you've been walking there for quite awhile and I was just-”
“I know, I know.” As he was walking out of the bushes, man he really needs to pay more attention to where he's walking. But I guess its more entertaining this way. Oh, didn't I tell you this would be more interesting, than the whole 'Jason said, while walking out of the bush area'.

“Umm, don't mean to interrupt you but your spacing out again, and yes there has to be a reason of why you picked that ball up. I mean before you picked it up you were staring at it for quite some time, sorta weird. Are you in love with the ball, do you and that ball have some kind of relationship you aren't telling me about. Come on you can tell me I am your best friend, I don't mind if you have a sick weird thing going on with the ball.” As usual, Jase manages to pull out a stupid remark, and this time about a ball.“Yes Jase I'm in love with the ball, I love the ball, I just can't help it if we have that kind of passion for each oth-. Umm, just outta curiosity, how long you been standing there Violet?.”
“..............................”
“Umm, Violet did you hear me?.”
“Huh, Oh sorry for the pause, I just had to gather my thoughts about what I just heard.” Ahh good old Violet, we can always rely on her to give us a reasonable answer, and she has a good point too, if I were in her position I'd be pretty creeped out myself.
“But hey if you swing that way with people, or is it objects?... I... fully... umm, I don't no how to finish that sentence, but you get the message right?, right?, yea you got it, good, end of convo, moving on...”
“I don't love the ball ok.”
“Oh, really, from what I heard I think otherwise, don't you go saying you love someone, or in this case something and then say Oh sorry I don't love that particular someone or something.” Violet said in a harsh voice, but then I knew she was only joking, her humor unlike Jase's is easy to pick up on, and 'it's' actually humorous.
“Thats not what I meant, why are we even on this topic. Jase, jeez man, see what happens when you pull a joke.”
“What, hey this ain't my fault, I was just asking if you had relations with the ball, is it my fault that you said you did. You gotta accept that you made this mistake, and you shouldn't hide that type a thing anymore, you gotta let it out and let people know. You and the ball can't go living your lives in fear just because of what people might think.” Jase had this thing, he could send great messages across to people, unfortunately those messages got turned into pointless jokes, for example. Message: You shouldn't hide in fear, because your afraid of what people think, Stupidity: Fear of what people think of the relationship you and the ball have. Ball being the highlight.
“Can we not continue this discussion, its really... really..., there's not even a word to describe it, its that bad. So to sum up, Jase, enough with the ball. I don't think Will has that kind of relationship with it, and Will, why on earth did you pick that ball up, is it yours?”

Was it mine?. Well of course no, it wasn't, but then if it wasn't mine why did I pick it up?. This is a question I hadn't come to terms with myself, something that I had wanted to answer ever since I picked the ball up, or maybe even before I picked it up. Now don't tell me, how could I ask myself that question before I picked it up?, well frankly I don't know, I just knew that I was going to pick it up before it happened. Coincidence, I never believed in coincidences that much. In my eyes when something happened, it happened for a reason. Maybe picking up the ball was something that I had to do sooner or later. Ironic really, I found my life very boring and well, not worth living really. I was a failure at anything I tried, I was failing school, and the only thing I was passing was English. Then I find a ball and it fills my mind with thoughts, thoughts I'd never even considered I would think about, and for some reason I felt as if something exiting and unreal was coming my way.