||The Post-It Disappearance.||

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Cula P.o.v

I wake up and slowly blink my eyes open, probably with a slight red tint. My hand raises up to start touching my face but I feel nothing but a pure wet slob on my face, I wipe the slob and it takes a few seconds for me to register what I touched. "eeeeEEEEWWWW!! SLOB!!!" I grumble and walk out of my locker, checking the front of the locker, then start speeding to the bathroom.

Ironically straight past Kebi, heading to class himself, "SORRY I'LL BE AT CLASS, I'LL BE THERE!!" I scream out and land in front of the bathroom, opening the door and looking in the mirror washing the slob all off of my face. 'Jeez this is embarrassing.' I think in my head and start to wonder about the human I met. "Maybe some humans aren't that.. bad?" I whisper out-loud.

She's been plaguing my mind for the past few days since I haven't been around her. 'I just wonder if she's okay now. She talks to me with those dumb little notes for a long time.. I kind of miss those now.' I know I miss those notes because ever since she stopped, I've been checking the front of the lockers everyday in a hope to see a yellow, orange, pink or green post-it note. 

Sounds so desperate doesn't it?.

I know it sounds like that but you can't tell me if someone is contacting you all the time in some way shape or form, if those contacts stopped, you'd feel just a little empty without that person. I don't care what type of person, monster or creature you are but, If you don't know this feeling already? You will one day know it. That human to me, is pretty important. Maybe too important..

||Sorry this is so dang short. I had no ideas, and it's VALENTINES DAY!||


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