4:97 pm
ITS A FUCKING SATURDAY YAS THANK YOU
I CAN FINALLY HUNT DOWN SOPIE AND INTERROGATE THE SHIT OUT OF HERRRRR
I walked to Di00ne's house and she looked like a clone of Sherlock Homes.
"Oh what the fuck are you-"
"If we're gonna ask her questions i wanna look good DOING IT. "
She right.
"Do u have a pair of sunglasses?" Marihauana said, coming out of Di00ne's bathroom.
I looked outside, making her look in my direction.
"It's winter out there Mar."
"Oh right right."
I called Cassandbox, but then when I did a phone was ringing. Cassandbox suddenly came out of the kitchen.
"What the fuck, y'all here already?"
"Been preparing since 10." Cassandbox said, fixing her hair in the mirror.
I was shocked. My friends are doing this for me. All because of me. At this moment I feel like a total asshole because I'm making them do this with me. I feel like I'm treating them like my little army.
"Guys." I looked down at my feet. "I'm sorry."
Their heads turned, confused. "Huh?" They all said
"You're all doing this for me and I feel horrible." I blushed red. I have never felt as horrible, not ever since I pooped on my mother's feet and gave her a japenenese-eyes-face-thing.
Cassandox, Marihuana and Di00ne all put their hands over my back.
"Don't be a dramatic bitch." Marihuana whispered. We all laughed and shook our feels off, and put our heels on.
(SEE WHAT I DID THERE HAHAHAHAHA ~Author)
Jkjkjkjk we didn't have heels we had ripped black boots from the fuckin dump.
-Anyways.
This. THIS. Was our time to shine. OUR time to stop SoPie's doings- threatening people to die, making me feel like shit, telling me to back away from Bustin; I mean. I don't care about that last part- but. She needs to pay for her causes.
And we're.
Gonna stop that.
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7:58 pm
0-0
I am speeachless
What happened?!
Di00ne, Marihuana Cassandbox and I were walking to SoPie's house, and in no time were ready to attack at her front door.
Whats so bad about th-
I'm not done, you impatient scum.
Woah whats with your innocent language.
...- oh I'm sorry. It was pretty hectic back there....
Wtf happened?
Once we were at her doorstep, we rang the doorbell and her mom opened the door.
"Shit" Marihuana whispered.
"What?"
"How can we murder her when her mom's here?!"
I froze.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Saytz!" Di00ne said.
"Hello girls"
I looked at them and whispered Her moms here, how are we supposed to traumatize her at all?!
And then they froze.
"Is SoPie here, on this lovely day?" Cassandbox asked.
"Oh yes, shes in her bedroom. Are you her friends?"
We all giggled. "Yeah" Smh, no we weren't HAHAHAHAHA funny she thought that.
"Oh well we weren't expecting visitors. But please come in" she insisted.
We walked inside and went upstairs. We spotted her sitting in her desk with files and papers hanging on her bulliten walls, along with 3 computers with one keyboard attached together on her table. There was a microphone, and a headset that SoPie hung around her neck. She was clicking on numerous icons we couldn't identify from afar yet.
"Suprise muthah fucker-"
"Hello 'friends'" SoPie said saracastically, slowly turning around on her spinning chair
Holy crap she sounds and looks like a fucking evil villain like Mojo Jojo from The Power Puff Girls. It looks like she has some devious plans and I'm the stupid girl -Bubbles- who has no idea whats going on and we're all screwed and hopefully a smart ass proffessor will safe our asses.
"What a nice greeting you gave me" she smirked "I expected manners"
"You expect that shit after death threatening people? Do you REALLY expect manners?" I said. I wanted her to feel like crap. Like how many people have been feeling, and she made me feel.
"Why did you do that?" Marihuana asked
She looked at her feet.
"Why did you make me feel like total shit." I added "I blamed myself for changing my personality when it was Bustin-"
"IT WAS ALL YOU-"
Di00ne ran up to her with a butterknife and put it near her throat.
"Trust me bitch you WILL end up like Mattilda. I betchu shes still in that shitty cage. Nigga ain't goin no where."
I smirked. "So please. Tell us the reason behind your little games." I said, sitting on her bed.
SoPie looked like a Tyranasaurous Rex, about to shred us apart and into pieces.
"GET OUT."
"No. Not 'till you spill." Cassandbox said. She closed the lights and flicked on the lamp light on SoPie's desk so it would REALLY look like an interrogation scene in those movies.
So what happened next?
Her lips never opened.
WHAT?
I MEAN- SHE NEVER TOLD US WHY. Yeah. I'm sorry my language is used weirdly today.
No shit.
She never spilled the juicy- SORRY. She never told us the reason, but she pointed to a drawer/cabinet under her small tv.
And?
We found nothing but old movies and action series.
Did you look through them?
No, we didn't bother. Why look through action movies? I could just go to ShopRite and pick some up.
WELL: SHE PROBABLY POINTED THERE BECAUSE HER REASON WAS PROBABALY SOMEWHERE BENEATH THOSE TAPES.
What?
GO BACK TO HER HOUSE AND GO THROUGH THOSE MOVIES.
What if its porn-
GO!
I picked up my phone and immidiently called Di00ne, Marihuana and Cassandbox.
"We have a new plan."
~Allyconda C. Xoxo
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