"Ill light a candle for you everyday".

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I wake up and walk into the bathroom, i come back out to see Ian doing pull-ups and Carl punching his stomach.
Ian: Ah, dude stop.
Carl: It's the best way to get six-pack abs. I saw it on a youtube video.
Lip: Hey, Fuckwad.
Carl:Dickhead.
Lip: what are you doing?
Carl: Helping Ian train.
Lip: Yo, I was at the lab talking to this Army guy from the pentagon. He's a colonel or something.
Ian: Oh yeah?
Lip: Yeah, i thought he could tell us a bit more about West point. He was a student there.
Lip sits next to me on Ian's bed, he knows i don't like talking about it. He puts his arm around my shoulders for comfort.
Ian: There called Cadets.
Debbie: 🎶 i will burn for you, Feel pain for you. I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart🎶.
Taylor: What's with Debs?
Carl: Obsessed with death.
Lip: Anyway i thought this guy might be a good lead.
Ian: I don't know. I took that practice trig test today. Only got a 73.
Lip: Five points higher than last time.
Ian: I cheated.
Carl: Why do you wanna go in the army anyway?
Your just gonna get shot through the butthole in battle.
Lip: Hey, the only reason you're not in summer school is because they wouldn't have you.
Then Carl does a mischievous smile, i just laugh then Ian finishes his little work out and walks over to me all sweaty. He wraps his arms around me.
Taylor: Ew, Ian. Your sweaty, stopppp!
He laughs and then the three boys pile on top me, All sweaty. They get off and laugh.
Taylor: I hate you all so much, i'm getting in the shower now.
I walk into the bathroom after Debbie is done and slam the door. I have a shower and then walk out to see Ian getting changed.
Ian: Hurry get ready. Fiona stole a purse of the El and is taking us out for food. To a restaurant.
Taylor: Ooo okay. You need to shower Ian. You just did a work out.
Ian: But we need-
Taylor: Go shower quickly.
Ian huffs and then gets in the shower. Five minutes later he's out, he gets changed. At this point i'm already changed into my short denim skirt and black vest. I finish doing my makeup and then we go.

We're all sat at the table in the restaurant eating and talking. Ian's hand is on my inner thigh, whilst i rest my head on his shoulder.
Veronica: My steak is too rare.
Fiona: Have this one, King Henry.
Lip: Hey, what was the final tally in the purse?
Fiona: Five hundred and twenty-six bucks.
Ian: Jesus, who carries around that kind of cash?
Fiona: Um, Kim Furtado.
Veronica: Some rich bitch.
Ian: In our neighbourhood?
Fiona: I was in Glencoe having coffee with a friend from high school.
Carl: That guy from your diary?
Fiona: Shut up and eat your spaghetti taco.
Veronica: You think it's real? If so, can i have it?
Lip: It is. The LV's are two inches apart, seams are even, stitching's yellow and the leather has turned a dark brown from oxidation.
Then we all give lip a 'how the fuck do you know that' look.
Lip: I read a lot.
Taylor: We can tell Lip.
Fiona: Debs, have more salad. It's all you can eat.
Lip: Hey, Fi. You know what you should do?
Fiona: Ride the El more often?
Lip: Here. I found her home number. Tell her you found the purse. I bet she'll give you a reward. It went to voicemail. Leave a message.
Fiona: Hi, Kim. My names Fiona. I found your purse on the L. Give me a call on your cell so that I can get it back to you. Okay, bye.
Lip: Perfect, now don't give it back to her unless she gives you at least 200 bucks. That's how much we'd get for it on eBay. All right guys, let's go stock up on chicken nuggets for home.
Carl: I heart sizzler.

Later on that day, I go to the Alibi. Debs, Frank, Karen and Jody, Kevin and Veronica are in there.
Kevin: Frank, have you been crying?
Frank: Makers.
Kevin: How many shots?
Then Frank pulls out a whole lot of cash out his pocket.
Kevin: The bottle it is.
Karen: You look like you've seen a ghost Frank.
Frank: Ring.
He pulls a ring out his back pocket and throws it to Jody.
Karen: Is that my ring?
Then she does a high pitched scream, god i hate that bitch.
Debbie: You okay, Daddy?
Frank: I just looked death in the face, Debs. It wasn't pretty.
Debbie: I know what you mean. You gotta just think of something nice.
Then she grabs hold of his hand, i swear i see him do a real smile. Then Frank left to go light a candle for whoever died.

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