Chapter 2

Ian thought he had to use the bathroom so he went straight there.

"Ian where going, lunch ends in 5 minutes."Walter said.

"Yeah-Yeah I know, I have to use the bathroom."

"Haha well you did eat a lot of there gross cafeteria food."

Ian didn't say another word and scurried off to the nearest bathroom. Once he finished using the toilet that crawling feeling in his stomach was still there. Ian washed his hands and looked in the mirror. He had a somewhat childish face, big carnation pink eyes, and a wild short spikey mohawk that fades from black into pink color at the tips of his hair the size of a adult thumb.

The first time his pink hair showed up was when he was 5 years old. His parents got into a huge argument because his dad thought his wife dyed Ian's hair pink. They decided to cut the pink tips off but it would just fade back into pink every time. His parents decided to let Ian choose what to do with his hair. They stopped worrying about his hair and just thought it was just genetics. It wasn't odd enough to take him to hospital because it wasn't unusual to be born with pink hair. a lot of people was born with hair different from the usual black, brown, red, and blond. it was just a little uncommon to get different shades from those colors because there was only a one out of 20 people would get those unique shades of color for there hair.

Ian left the bathroom after he finished washing his hands. He attends the rest of his classes then got ready to go home. Ian speed-walked and took a irregular route home. But to his luck he managed to not run into Derik. Derik lives very close to Ian wich is only a block down. Ian got home and the first thing he noticed was dog turds on his floor.

"Damn dog...DAD!"

Ian left his room to look for his dad. Ian's mom told him he was in the back yard setting up a back yard tent for a family cookout. Ian's Dad had a sloppy green hair that went in every direction and had well built mature body for his age. Ian opened the sliding door to yell at dad.

"Dad can we please get that dog out of here. he pooped on my floor again!"

"I thought you wanted dog. You used to beg for one none stop when you was little and Mutton hasn't been here for a month yet, give him a chance."

That damn untrained mutt keeps taking a fat turd onto my floor. what if one day I die from slipping on dog turds, what then"

" I know it can be annoying but maybe in month we can get Mutton to stop if we give him more walks and some training."

"But..."

"No buts. I will clean it up this time. go change your cloths to get ready for the Family cook out. your siblings coming today."

"Yeah I know" Ian began walking back into the house.

"And get me some charcoal from the basement while your at it"

"Yeah-Yeah."

Ian went straight into the basement to get the bag of charcoal. Cough! Ian made a gaged cough as he felt something crawling from out of his throat. Cough..Cough...Cough! Ian bend over to attempt to vomit what ever it was out. A spider-like creature shot its way out of Ian's mouth and stared directly at him. Ian was shocked and looked at it in fear with his mouth still open. The spider had six legs the size of 2 index finger from an adult hand, a thorax the size of a adult palm, no head or eyes, and was pink all over.

Before Ian had time to think the spider sprinted into his direction.