'Can't Be Erased' ~ JT Music

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"Shamed and defaced

Scathed and disgraced

Tainted by hatred

And can't be erased."

I had gotten my class schedule for the next school year and was so happy when I saw that I'd got Science with Mrs. Emily. She may have been the wife of the one person that Uncle Felix hates, but was also one of the best teachers at my high school. She doesn't give us a lot of school work, is flexible about late work and actually makes lessons fun. That's what I've heard, at least. She taught at the elementary school that I went to for a few years, then moved onto middle school and is now at high school level.

Apparently, I got a few classes with Simon, which I don't mind. As I said before, Simon isn't as bad as the others in Michael's friend group. I compared my schedule with Kim's and it looks like we're gonna be in every class together, except for our P.E. and Korean classes. ((Yes, I'm switching it up a little bit by not having the class as Spanish, or French, or Latin.)) And it looks like we don't have a homeroom or advisory, for some reason. Kinda nice though. Nothing extra eating up our time.

"Hey sis," I heard Sophie say.

"Hola," I replied. "Whatcha want?"

"Oh, I was just gonna ask you if you know anything about that one case about the guy that went missing a few weeks ago," Sophie replied. I chuckled slightly.

"No, not much," I answered. "The real mystery is why you have a dentist appointment at almost 5 at night every 6 months."

"Again, I'M not the one that decides that, it's mom's decision!" she exclaimed, throwing a pillow at me. I laughed and caught the pillow. Yeah, this is basically a normal night for us. It always ends with one of us throwing a pillow at the other.

{Michael's POV}

"Shut the hell up! Shut UP! I'm tired!" I heard Elizabeth yell from her room.

"Jeez, what's her problem>? Frederick asked.

"She's a teenager in an 8 year old's body," I replied simply.

"Dude, if my sister were to say something like that to anyone in my household, she'd be out of the house within 5 minutes, and she's 18!" Frederick said in surprise. "But anyways, tell me more about what happened earlier? Did you see [Y/N] again? And why did your face just light up as soon as I said her name?"

"Huh? No... but yes, I did see her. Hate her still," I said in response.

"Sure, sure," he started off. "Now you're gonna tell me that the white stuff over there isn't c-'' I covered his mouth.

"DUDE, I told you that is marshmallow fluff!" I yelled. He gave me that 'Oh really' face when I removed my hand. It actually was marshmallow fluff from when I was about 13. I was literally obsessed with that stuff. And yes, this is unfortunately a conversation that I have almost every single time that Frederick comes over.

"MICHAEL!" I heard my dad call.

"Yeah?" I said. No answer.

"MICHAEL!"

"Yeah?!"

"MICHAEL!"

"Oh my God, YEAH?!"

"MICHAEL!"

"Ugh, I'll be right back," I said, walking out of my room and down to where my dad was. "What do you want?"

"Listen, I'm making a few new animatronics for the pizzeria and, since you're artistic, is there anything else that I should add?" my dad asked. Wow, he actually paid attention to a detail like that?

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