Tobias pounded on the Fab's front door.
"Open up! River? It's me!" He panted for breath. Luckily he didn't have to run far..just through the woods. He saw some lights turn on inside. Then Mr. Fab answered the door.
"What on earth are you doing here?Especially in the middle of the night!" he snapped. Oh yeah..Toby kinda forgot how late it was. Whatever.
"Nevermind that. Listen, I think River's in trouble. Where is she?"
"River? She's fine! She's been in her room since this morning." Mr. Fab let out a laugh. That was it. Toby pushed him aside and marched up the stairs. He pushed open her bedroom door only to find a limp form lying on the ground.
"No!" Toby screamed. It was too late. Her skin was whiter than the normal oatmeal hue. There, in her hand, was a knife. In her other hand, there was a note that read: dear Toby, if you ever find this, please know that I will always love oatmeal more than you. Get over it.
River had commited suicide.
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For The Love Of Oatmeal
Genç KurguRiver is a lonely high school girl who has no friends..simply because everyone thinks she's one of the "weird kids". As a matter of fact, she is. She has a strange passion for oatmeal that no one understands..until Tobias Mormeal comes along.
