| Good times..? | Chapter 5

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This was rushed so might not be good-

After that one accident the school shut down for some strange reason, They wouldn't tell anyone and the entire place was completely silent if you ever walked by it.
I guess that was great news. Huge break for I don't know how long. I walked outside and saw a blood trail from where the ambulance was at. I sighed and realized I could've used my phone to call 911... I swayed back and forth waiting for Bf to arrive. I heard footsteps behind me but it wasn't him. It was Whitty.
"So... About yesterday, What was wrong with Senpai? And why did the school shut down?" He stood next to me staring at the rose bushes, He didn't want to make eye contact and neither did I.
"I don't know.. That never happened before. Yeah, he'd choke here and there but never have to be sent to the freaking hospital." I was mad but at the same time, Disappointed in myself that I couldn't save him. I scratched my head out of frustration. In the distance I saw Bf along with pico and Gf, They had the same confused emotion as the rest of us. I wanted to say something about what happened but didn't want to cause any trouble.

"You guys wanna go to the park or somethin?" Pico suggested.

"Beep bo bop skiddy bop be. Bep boo bebe beep." Bf ran into the house and in his room.

"Yeah we should go to the beach!" I followed him inside and into my room as well to change. Everyone went home and did the same, Except for Whitty. He didn't really have a home, Or any other clothes, unless he dug in a dumpster.

I grabbed a couple of towels and sunscreen out of my drawer. Even though we were going to the beach Senpai still floated in my mind, Why did I miss him? He's so clingy and annoying, For some reason there were more good reasons then bad. He would always sing to me when I was sad, F l o o f y h a i r, and overall a great friend. He would get over obsessive at sometimes but I'm kinda use to it now, and you gotta love a man who speaks in cursive. You slowly blinked and moved on, everyone was outside ready to go. The beach was kinda close your house so walking wasn't a problem.

Actually it took a long time to get there.. Whitty had to carry you on his shoulders because of your feet getting burned from the hot and dry sidewalk. You weren't wearing any shoes.

(This makes no sense if your oc likes fire or something lmao)

But finally, you were there. The beach was kinda packed today. Mostly filled with teens happy that school was out for awhile.

Everyone quickly turned to a ice cream bar sitting next to the docks. Bf and gf said that they were gonna get you guys ice cream while you guys find a good place to set your stuff at.

You run off looking for a good spot when you trip and land head first in the sand. "Stupid rock-" You dust the sand off of you and look down to see it a yellow thing. Probably a kids plastic bucket or something you thought. You got down on your knees and started to dust it off, it was really bumpy and cold on your skin. You shivered in disgust. You took a deep breath and pulled the rest out the sand. It was a lemon? You turned it around and saw a disturbing face staring at you.
"Hello...." He took his hand out the sand and waved at you.

"AHHHHH" You threw it to the ground and ran towards Whitty. He already found a spot and placed the towels down. He was just having trouble moving the cooler. You looked behind to see the disfigured lemon still chasing you. His eyes were wide opened and bloodshot, his teeth were crooked and looked like they haven't been brushed in years. You weren't looking and knocked Whitty over flipping him over the cooler causing the drinks to flood out on top of him. "WATCH WHERE YOUR GOING DUMBASS, O-oh um, sorry.." he raged but changed his tone real fast when he noticed it was me. The horror lemon stopped in his tracks and laughed at whitty who had a big wet spot on his pants, Most likely from the cooler. Whitty picked up the cooler and placed it next to the towels.

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