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[09 | Mad as a Hatter]

[ What's happened so far (you can skip this if you still remember) :
Penelope's twin sister, Lily attended Ashcroft, a school for the gifted. Without Penelope knowing, Lily committed suicide and left her a letter, explaining the reasons of her action. Filled with rage, Penelope storms to Ashcroft, seeking revenge to those who drove her sister to six feet under.  She befriended Gavin, a boy who used to friends with the people she seeks revenge from, and plotted together these individual's demise. Tristan, Lily's ex-boyfriend, left school after getting STD and passing it to his (now ex) girlfriend Ellie. Ellie, Lily's best friend, is now shunned by the student body after her mean accusations. Maddy invites Penelope to her party, David asked Penelope for her to get an art credit; little do they know that Penelope's plot against them is in motion.
Enter Sophie, Gavin's ex-girlfriend, who isn't particularly convinced that they're over. Sophie called Penelope "Lily" and said mean things, warning her to stay away from Gavin. Cole, a boy Penny thinks has affections for Lily, is actually becoming Penelope's friend. Sophie invites everyone to go to Broadway in an attempt to make Penelope shake, causing Gavin to profess an exclusive relationship with Penelope.

That's all. Wow that was long. I tried to make it as short as possible. Anyway, without further ado...]

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09 | Mad as a Hatter

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"You're improving," I commented as I looked over David' poem. He frowned slightly, starring at the paper once I handed it back to him. The poem was terrible. I knew it. He knew it. Anyone who would have read it would know it. I would have thought that he'd better at this given that he's rather smart. Oh, how wrong was I.

David sighed, crumpling the paper into a ball and throwing it in the ever so growing pile of failed projects. "You don't have to lie, Penny," he grumbled, raking his fingers through his hair. "It's shitty."

"You'll get it, I know you will!" I encouraged. If he gave up, then my plans for him would fall apart. I needed David to keep going with this.

He sighed, muttering, "I suppose." Then he began packing his things and grumbled, "It's just so difficult finding inspirations, you know?"

I smiled, nodding. This was my cue. Since I began helping him with his art credit (which was basically create something—anything—that's artistic), I noticed him becoming more and more desperate. He needed inspiration. Inspiration, however, comes in many forms.

I knew for a fact that David's inspiration comes from other people's work.

"Hold up, I have something for you!" I said excitedly as I left the living room and made a dash towards my bedroom. Taking the black book on my desk, I flipped through the contents of it, my heart breaking a little as pages of Lily's words and pictures appeared.

I'll see you in a bit, I thought, pulling the book towards my chest and holding onto it. This was Lily's. It hurt to think that I would hand it to someone who'd screwed her over. But I'll get it back. And David will get what he deserves.

"'Kay David," I sang, skipping towards him and handing him the black book. "This is just a bunch of stuff I worked on in the past." I shrugged when he looked at it skeptically, flipping through the pages and then looking at me. "It's nothing much, but this has always been my inspiration book," I said sweetly, "I'll lend it to you in hopes that it'll inspire you, too."

"Seriously?" he wondered.

I nodded. "Yeah, they're pretty outdated and I haven't opened this book since like, forever, but it might help."