(If you like listening to music while reading, I'd suggest you listen to "Rather Be" by Clean Bandit. It's what inspired me to write this. Enjoy!)
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"Aw can't you stay on a little longer? I'm gonna go to the twilight forest and I was hoping your could come with," Toms British accent pleaded.

"Nah I really can't. I have to go get some groceries and stuff that I need to live," I said as I logged off of the mianite server.

"Welp alright man. See you tomorrow!" I heard Tucker yell.

"See you Sparklez!" Sonja called out.

"Byeeee." I turned off team speak and began winding down my stream.

"So I'll see you guys tomorrow. There's a video up on the youtubes that you might wanna check out. I'll see you later! Okay, byeee!"

I turned off my recording and switched off the live stream.
I sat at my desk for a few moments reading the chat, then turned off my computer and took off my headset.

"Groceries...why can't you buy yourselves?" I mumbled to myself.

I grabbed my car keys and wallet and began to walk out of my door when I heard something.

"Sparklez..."

I turned behind me thinking there was some kind of intruder in my house.
"Uh...who's there?"

No answer.

Maybe it was my computer or something.

I shook it off and left my apartment. I reached the parking lot and began to get inside my car when I received a text.

Unknown number:
We are watching you Sparklez.

What the hell? Was this some kind of joke?

Some fan must have gotten my number and was trying to prank me.

I got into my car and started it up. I pulled my seat belt over myself until it clicked. I turned on my radio and adjusted my mirrors.

My eyes went to the back seat, and I was shocked to see red ones staring back at me.

I turned to the backseat ready to punch the creep who was in my car.
No one was there.

'What is wrong with me today?'

I began to pull out and drive towards the supermarket. I turned up the radio in hopes of blocking out my craziness.

The loud sounds of the song blaring helped a lot. Although I really didn't like the song.
Just as I was about to switch stations, the music stopped.
In the middle of the song, it stopped.

"Sparklez..." I heard a female voice whisper.

I stopped my car and stared at the radio.
The music started playing again. Like nothing happened.

'Did I imagine that?'

A car behind me started honking its horn as a rude signal for me to move out of the way.
I looked in the rearview mirror and saw a man with a white hair and a white beard staring at me from the other car. The only thing weird about it being, he didn't have pupils. His eyes were pure white.

I faced the road again.
I think I'm going crazy. Am I dreaming or something?
I began driving again. I looked at the rearview mirror again, but the car was gone.

What the hell?

I finally arrived at the supermarket and hurriedly walked in. If I was going crazy, I needed to get out of public as fast as possible. I don't want people to think I'm drunk or a lunatic.
I grabbed the basic stuff that I needed: Milk, bread, and eggs.

I walked to the medicine aisle and looked around for something that would help eye sight. I didn't know what the heck was wrong with me, maybe it was my vision or something.

"Can I help ye with anything mate?"
I turned to see a man with faded jeans, a beige shirt with overalls on, and a hat covering most of his face in front of me.

"I work here mate. Do ye need anything?"

"S-Steve?" I asked. What is wrong with my brain?

"Uh no mate. My names Johnny, you must got a different lad."

I slowly backed away. "No I don't need help, but thanks."

I walked away fast while he continued to stare at me. Not saying a word.

All I needed was some kind of meat for dinner. That's all and then I can go home and lay down for awhile and think about all these weird hallucinations, maybe even call a doctor.

I approached the deli counter and asked the guy for the meat I wanted.
He responded with an grunt and went back into the kitchen.

Tom texted me and I looked down to respond.

Out of the corner of my eye a young lady with a hairnet on walked out with something in her hands. I assumed it was the meat.

"Uh thanks," I replied while digging in my pocket for some money.

I held it out for her and looked up at her face.
She had strands of purple hair hanging down for the hair net, and that's not what made it weird. She had a black blind fold on, but somehow she was still staring directly at me.

She smiled at me and whispered, "Sparklez..."

I staggered back. Was this my imagination?

I closed my eyes and reopened them.

The purple haired woman was gone. An old lady with curly blonde hair and bright red lipstick on had taken her place. She looked at me confused.

"Honey are you alright?"

"I'm...I'm fine. Sorry. Here." I handed her the money and took the meat.

I bolted to the cash register and placed my things on the counter.

I heard the cashier smirk.
"For such a handsome young man, you sure are in a hurry sweet heart."
Oh great. Now a girl is flirting with me.

"Yeah...I'm having a weird day," I replied awkwardly.

"Ah, don't we all have them? But don't think of them as weird. Think of it as more of a mystical kind of day."

I know I shouldn't have but I looked up.

She was leaning on the counter with her arm propped up on her hand and her dark grey eyes staring at me. She had her light lavender hair tossed over her shoulder and a gray suit on.

"My name is Martha. What is yours love?" She asked while staring deeply into my eyes.

No way. No way no way no way.

I took my stuff and went to the self check out line.

I heard her call out behind me. "Farewell Sparklez!"

Once I got everything checked out and paid for I ran to my car.
I saw a police officer writing down a note. God dangit I had a ticket.

"C'mon I was in there for like 5 minutes," I groaned.

He turned to face me. He wasn't wearing a police officer uniform.

He was wearing a lieutenants uniform.

"Sorry Mr. Sparklez. Everyone must follow the one true law."

He handed me the ticket and smiled a dark smirk.

I grabbed the ticket and got back in my car. I watched in the rearview mirror as he waved at me and continued to stare at me.

I drove out of the parking lot and sped home. I went past the lobby and up to my apartment. I forgot my apartment key. Dangit.

I went back to the lobby and up to the customer service desk.

"Um I forgot my key in my apartment. Can you give me another?"
I sat down my groceries as I heard the clerk type on the computer.

"Name?" He asked me.

"Uh, it's Jordan Maron. The apartment number is 115."

I raised back up and avoided eye contact with the clerk and picked at my nails.

"I don't see a Mr. Maron. I see a Mr. Sparklez, is that you?"

I looked up at his face. He green blue eyes staring into mine. His dark brown hair covered half his face.

He had purple wings.

"Uh...yes."

"Okay then, here you go." He handed me my key and I took it and began to walk off very fast.

"Have a wonderful day Mr. Sparklez!" I heard him call to me.

I didn't respond. I just walked faster.

I opened my door to my apartment and walked in. I threw my groceries in the kitchen and my phone began to ring.

Unknown number.

I pressed the answer button and held my breath.

"Hey Jordan! How you doin?" Toms British accent rang out.
I sighed and rubbed my forehead.

"Hey what's up Tom? I'm actually glad you called me. I need to talk about what just happened to me."

"What? Have you been seeing weird shit all day too?"

"Yes...have you?"

"Dude, I was skate boarding down the street at Tucker's place and I met a dude who looked and talked exactly like Farmer Steve. I think we should stop playing this game so much. It's messing with our heads."

"Yeah. I'm sure that's it. We've just been playing it too much. I have to go, I gotta put up some groceries."

"Okay, bye dood!" I heard the line beep as he hung up.

I guess I wasn't the only one who saw weird stuff today.

I put up all of my groceries and took out the meat I bought. It was wrapped up in a giant folded napkin. I groaned. I didn't even look to see if they had gotten my order right. It had 'Fish' written on the top of it. I guess I was eating sea food tonight.

I opened up the napkin.

There was a clown fish in it.

"That's it! I'm going to bed!" I yelled. I threw the fish in the trash can, flopped down on my bed and began to try and make sense of everything that had happened today.

I heard a woman giggle and I raised up quickly and turned my head towards the bedroom door.

The same lady I had seen at the deli counter was staring at me from the door.
She giggled again.

"Poor Jordan. Logic has confounded you, but you still remain at peace. This is why you are my one true follower," she smiled and disappeared with the door closing behind her.

I just saw Lady Ianite in my bedroom.

How do I explain that to a therapist?
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Hello lovelies! I hope you enjoyed my short story! This song I've been listening to inspired it! It's called "Rather Be" by Clean Bandit, and the music video is awesome! It's really similar to this story! I couldn't help but think of Jordan as the main character in the video, and that's where I came up with the idea!
Anyway guys! I hope you enjoyed this short story! Leave a favorite if you did! Thanks!
-Lee