The Promised School

When you try and talk to Ray

"I TOLD YOU TO GET THE HELL OUT OF HEEERE!!! GET OOOOUUUUTTT!!! LEAVE ME İN PEACE!!! MOVE İT!"

"Wait a second, we're just here to-"

A pillow crashed into Nat's head with so much force he toppled backwards. 

"NAT!" Anna hollered.

"I TOLD YOU TO GET OUT! WHY WONT YOU LİSTEN TO ME, DAMMİT! CAN'T YOU SEE I DON'T. WANT. YOU. TO COME AND ANNOY ME!!!"

Nat groaned and sat up. "Just listen-"

Another pillow hit Anna full in the face. 

"NO! YOU CAN LİSTEN! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOU BABBLİNG FOR NO REASON! WHO DO YOU EVEN THİNK YOU ARE!!"

"My haaaaiiirrr!" wailed Nat, trying to straighten his hair.

Anna glared at him while she got up. "Thanks for helping me up, Nat. I don't-"

"İT'S RUİNED!" Nat sobbed. 

"I DON'T CARE! I'LL RUİN İT MORE İF YOU DON'T GET YOU'RE İDİOTİC SELVES OUT OF THE DOOR!" Ray yelled at the top of his voice. He was crouched like a bird prey on the edge of his bed, glowering. He had been yelling at them since they came in.

 İt was starting to feel good, screaming and shouting.

"JUST. GET. OUUUTTT!!!!"

Ray grinned.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!! GET OUT AND LEAVE ME AALLONNE!!! GET-"

The door opened and a tired and slightly surprised Norman stood at the doorway. 

"Um." He said. 

"MY HAİİİRR!" Yowled Nat.

"Shut up about your hair." Anna snapped in an unusualy harsh voice. Nat did just that. 

"Please, will somebody tell me what's-"

"GET. OUT. OF. HERE! WHY WİLL NOBODY LİSTEN I WANT EVERYBODY TO LEEEEAAAVVVEEEE! NOW!"

"Just listen to us! We only want to talk!" sniffed Nat. "We know somethings up."

"GO AWAY!"

"We see you, sitting under that tree on your own. You don't even read. You just..." Anna looked at Nat for help.

"Stare." Nat nodded wisely, and Anna pinched the bridge of her nose. 

"CAN YOU JUST GO AWAY! İT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSİNESS!"

"And Anna says she can hear you crying sometimes-"

"AAAAAGGHHHHHRRRRR GET OUUUUUUTTT!!!!" Ray screamed, and hurled his book at Anna, who ducked just in time. The book skimmed the top of Nat's head.

"W...W...What have you... What have you done! " Nat gasped.

"I TOLD YOU TO GET OUT!"

"And I noticed you only have a orange for break-"

"GO AWAY, İT'S NOT ANY OF YOUR BUSİNESS!"

"Uh. Can somebody explain what's happening..." Norman took a step forward. "Hello? What's going-"

He got hit in the face with a black fluffy pillow. 

"GET OUT!!"

Nat turned to Norman, tears in his eyes. He was clutching his head. "I...I...I...I have to go!"

Anna blinked. "But Nat, you can't leave me with these lunatics..." She whispered loudly. "I mean, just look at them. They're not mentally stable-"

"Can you please," Norman interrupted. "Shut up."

Anna hung her head. 

"Okay. Nat, Anna, get out and tell Don and Gilda they don't need to worry about us. Plus, it's not really any of your business. Or their's. Thank you for putting up with Ray for this long. Not many people can. Have a good day."

Nat scuttled out. 

"Anna. Good day."

"Uh... We'll see you in the second lesson since the first has been cancled thanks to the teacher being ill. See you in... An hour."

She walked out, and closed the behind her. 

Ray leaped out of bed and went to crouch in his walk in wardrobe, covered with blankets. Norman could have sworn he saw some matches in there once, but it must have been his imagination.

"Ray." Norman said quietley.

Couldn't that idiot shut up?

"So is this it? Your not speaking to us anymore?"

"Us?" Ray sneered. "What do you mean us? You say that like Emma wants me to speak to her. You act like she hasn't been ignoring us for three days. You act like your in this together. But you're not. Your on your own, and so is she, and so am I, till the day we all get shipped out. Deal with it."