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Patricia Crossed out is a teenage girl who woke up from the dead and started a new life on the planet Legalola in the Truelanian Empire. She was adopted by the greatest hero of the Empire, Truelania herself and thought this was her hap...
When my alarm rang from my phone, I shut it off and continued to draw at my desk. I didn't get ANY sleep. I don't even know why. I tried to sleep but I couldn't. I'm tired as fuck. I'm gonna go to school anyway. I can't miss more and I gotta train. Speaking of train, I gotta pick up the things I ordered from MF! Maybe I should write a letter to tell the girls I'm coming over? But how will I send it? Maybe Flame can help me.
"Flame, do you think you could deliver a letter for me? To The Great?" I asked.
She nodded. It's strange to see birds nod. But won't the letter burn on her? I hesitated. Flame cawed and pointed at my drawers in my desk. I opened it to find a stack of really old looking paper in the lowest drawer. I took one and assumed that she wanted me to write on it. Without thinking, I wrote with my pencil the letter and rolled it up. I took her out of her cage and she picked up the roll and flew out the window.
I was too tired to react, so I just got ready. I look like before the murder, just a lot less crazy and a lot more tired. I want to fucking kill myself. Scarlet made me pancakes as a surprise for breakfast. It was like all my problems disappeared. I ate breakfast and left to school. I slowly marched down the road as Ray soon joined me. I told her that I managed to talk to Laura and that she said she was fine.
"No shit! Did ya not hear the news this mornin'?!" Ray said.
"No..? What happened?" I asked kind of tiredly.
"Her brother was found dead in his room last night! Apparently, he killed himself with a knife while on some drugs." She explained.
Damn that was fast.
"What?!" I acted surprised and stopped walking.
"I know, right?! Thank God Laura's safe again." She smiled and we continued to walk.
"I don't think that this will solve all her problems just yet, Ray." I told her.
"I know, but I can sleep peacefully knowin' that Laurie isn't livin' with a pedo under one roof." She said.
"Facts. But I don't expect her to come to school yet. I hope she'll recover from this easily.." I said.
"Yeah.. I hope so, too." She said.
She then stopped. I turned to look at her.
"I've got an idea!" She shouted. It caught me off guard.
"It's her birthday soon! We should make a surprise party or somethin'!" She charmed.
I looked at her, trying to process what she had just said. I'm so fucking tired. She started to giggle.
"What're you laughing at?" I asked in a lower tone.
"Yer eye is doin' somethin funny." She pointed.
That made me even more confused.
"It's a loadin' wheel!" She charmed and took out her phone to show me on the camera.
She continued to laugh as I stood there awkwardly.
"Anyways, what do ya think of my idea?" She asked and put away her phone.
"That's a great idea, but where?" I asked as we continued to walk.
"Let's just do it in Jack's treehouse- Oh, wait, it's gone." She covered her mouth with her hand as we stopped again.
"Yeah, we'll have to think about this. Maybe Dave will have some wild suggestions as always." I joked walking again.
I keep thinking back at yesterday and how it is said on the news that Terrance killed himself. My plan worked. Or at least for fucking now. I'm not sure why I am so anxious. I just know that everything is fucking strange lately.
"Hey." Jack plainly greeted us at the classroom door as we arrived and now wait for the teacher.
He was shivering a bit despite wearing his blue winter jacket, scarf and hat.
"Hey Jackie!" Ray waved. Laura wasn't here as I predicted.
"Aw, are you cold?" I asked as I put my elbow on his shoulder.
He looked away in sadness.
"Oh no, don't be sad! Lemme help you." I said as I hugged him.
He was a bit surprised but gave in. Ray also joined in. She then started to touch my arm in different places.
"Gee Trish, ye weren't kiddin'. Yer hot!" She said.
"I know. Thanks, girlfriend." I winked.
She giggled. We both let go of him. He was wearing a small and cute smile.
