Chapter 2

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My alarm clock soon went off  I could here Willbur panic in the other room. I quickly shot out of my chair me and Will had played bed wars the whole night. I grabbed my clothes and my back pack and wobbled out the door with my crutches. Wilbur was already gone his car wasn't there anymore. I hopped into my car and flew past the neighborhood and to my school.

I parked my car and started walking towards my friends I wasn't close enough to where they could see me but I was close enough to hear what they were saying..... Y/N is soooo overly dramatic she always is asking for attention and I'm getting tired of it like grow up you parents died boo hoo. My heart shattered into a million pieces was I being dramatic? My eyes quickly became a waterfall and I wobbled back to my car I got in and slammed my head onto the steering wheel. Why?

I arrived at my house. I had skipped school that day and I knew Wilbur would not be happy so I cleaned the house it was quite messy since Wilbur was always so busy. When I finished that I walked upstairs and into my bedroom. I hopped onto my bed and watched Minecraft streams to take my mind off my friends or should I call them that?

I had just finished George's cooking stream when I heard Wilbur..... Surly he got a call from the school I panicked. His slow foot straps creeped up the stair case and strait to my door. Three loud knocks on my door made me panic even more I told him to come in and he slowly opened the door and came and sat on my bed.
So Y/N why on earth would you skip school? I knew he would be disappointed in me but I told him what happened and all he did was stand up and ask me wanna go for some ice cream you look like you need some. I looked at him and smiled I would love to Wilbur.

After we ordered our ice cream I went over and sat at a picnic bench the ice cream didn't take my mind off my "friends" nor did it take my mind off...... my parents.

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Current mood: out of my league by fitz and the tantrums

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