Rain Fall / dnf

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I look at the clock on the wall, watching the hand tick around, and around, and around.

"And if you see here—"

I keep thinking about my family. How they're doing without me. If they're better than they were with me living with them.

Was I that much of a screw-up that they had to send me to a different country?

"The blood won't stop unless prea—"

I mean looking back on it now, I was crazy. I did so many things that I couldn't even imagine now.

I went to parties, did loads of drugs, drank, and broke the law. I mean what was I thinking?

Sure I still do half of those things. But it's not that bad. Plus where else would they send me?

Another thing that I can't seem to get out of my head, is clay.

It's like he's a constant thought in my brain that just keeps on coming back. No matter how hard I try to shove the thought of him down, it won't budge.k

He's really nice. We have a ton in common. But I don't think he'll be here long.

Before I know it we'll get really close, and then I'll push him away because that's what I always do.

The only people that seemed to stick around and try to be friends with me were Punz and his friends.

But would Clay be one of those people? Someone I could trust like punz?

"And you can tell that if it—"

Tomorrow I go back to the library with Clay, help out Lavender and talk with him more.

The bell rings and I'm quick to gather my things and head out.

"Have a nice rest of your day everyone!" Mr. Clark says as we all leave his empty, boring class.

I walk down the halls, pushing through bodies and bodies of teenagers eager to go back to their dorms.

I got a notification on my phone earlier from Tubbo, telling me I had some mail come in.

Tubbo is Tommy's best friend. He has an internship at the mail room, so he messages me whenever I have anything.

He's not supposed to, but he does for me anyway.

And the good thing about this school is that the mail room is just around the corner from science class.

I turn left, going down the hall until I reach a door with the words mail room on top of it.

I open the light blue door, step inside and walk up to the counter where Tubbo is standing behind.

"Hi, George!" Tubbo smiles before bending down and picking up a box with a letter attached, and a letter on its own.

"Two?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Yeah, some guy dropped the box off himself. Who knows," tubbo shrugs "Cya!"

"Bye, tubbo.." I say quietly as I pick up the box and letter, then turn to leave the room.

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I'm sitting on my bed, my comfy grey comforter under me as I stare at the box.

Sort of weird to stare at a plain box. But it's not plain. There's an England flag sticker on it.

Punz is at his desk, typing up some essay for his biology class.

I can hear the faint music from his headphones, cashing the room to feel a lot less silent.