Chapter 2

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Dave looked around, hoping for dirk to show up. "He went to the store." John stated. "Aaaannnnsssswwwweeerrr meee!" John whined. "Reasons." John looked at him, reaching up. "Then i'll just take them off." Dave jumped back quickly. "Nope!" John jumped forward, knocking Dave's glasses off his face. He stared, wide eyed. Dave stared at the ground. "That's why, John." he said quietly. "Your... your eyes..." John mumbled. Dave looked up, showing his crimson iris'. "What about them?" "They...they're... they're red..." Dave groaned. "I'm quite aware of that." "But... but your eyes!" Dave picked his glasses up off the floor. "If you aren't going to say anything else, you mine as well go back to your Dad." He put his shades back on as John nodded slowly. "Ok... well... see you later then Dave!" He ran out the door. Dave sighed and sat on the futon. 'Why did I do that? I'm an idiot.' Dave grabbed a blanket off the back of the futon and wrapped it around himself, creating a hood. He leaned back and closed his eyes, falling asleep.

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