(T.W this is very vulgar with the word choice, description of the death scenes and stuff like that👍)
hi, so I'm breaking the fourth wall and all that bullshit. yea yea, I know I'm a book character and shouldn't be able to do stuff like this but who gives a shit!?... Skyler...Skyler gives many shits...BUT BESIDES SKYLER BECAUSE HES A DICKHEAD!!! Anyway to the story because that's what youre here for the random person watching my life like it's some kind of fucked up reality tv show....but a book so reality reading?? BACK TO THE FUCKING BOOK GODDAMNIT!
Okay, so I woke up in shit and went to school like a normal person because that's what I was before... too far ahead. So let's just say I wasn't very well-liked at school, But that's just because I was your typical grunge/rockstar gf aesthetic kid. I had like one friend my entire school career which I should probably note only lasted K-9th grade. Anyway, her name was Nicolette, she was an exchange student from France but she wasn't exactly the prettiest so No one would talk to her and she quite literally only talked to me because she was desperate for social interaction. I went to the first period which was math, flash-back time!
I walked into the room and saw Nicolette sitting in her chair chewing gum with part of it in her hair.
"Hey, Nicolette...you got something," I said gesturing to her hair to which she then picks up the hair and sucks on it to get the gum out. That made it way worse, like WAY worse, all her gum was now in her oily ginger hair.
"how did I not see that coming...ew..." I mumbled to myself staring in disgust at her unkempt hair. Now some people may think she has a bad home life or she's depressed. Some people are like that and that's why they don't take care of themselves but no, she told me why plus I've stayed at her house. She just doesn't care, her parents and brother all have great hygiene but Nicolette was also VERY spoilt, and still is actually. Anyway speeding up flashback Blah, Blah Blah, Blah Blah. I come home and there is a FUCKING MOUSE standing in my doorway. that's right STANDING and I don't mean a baby little mouse that's only an inch long, THIS LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT WAS LITERALLY 7 FEET TALL. Plus his eyes were missing and one of his arms were gone so he was very bloody but whatever HE WAS 7FT TALL!!! So my fIgHt Or fLiGhT reflexes kicked in and I punched the slimy little bastard square in the gut. Of course, him being a rat, he knew how to speak and he literally said, "YOU ARE TRIPPING BALLS". I did the reasonable thing and punched him in said balls. He squealed and cut off my head with his ratty ass nails. I woke up in the "Gap". That is what we call the little space we just float around in once we die in funky ways.
