"I NEED BLEACH"

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After all the guard dogs got bandaged up, they got a week off to recover. Pandora was hanging out with the Evers and nevers as lesso, and Clarissa was "doing" something. "So do you like, professor anemone?" Beatrix asked. "The beauty teacher?" Pandora asked. "Yeah, do you like her?" Hort asked. "No. I hate Emma. I hate her dark eyes. I hate her long black hair. I hate her make-up, and I hate her, " Pandora explained, while her pupils turned into hearts. "Doesn't look like it," Agatha said. "Your pupils turn into hearts every time someone talks about her," Hester added. "That's just my regular pupils..." Pandora explained. "Yeah, no, she hates me," anemone added as she was behind Pandora.  "I would never like Emma," Pandora added. "That's exactly what lesso said, and look where she is! She's fucking her ex girlfriend!!" Hester yelled. "THAT'S WHAT THERE DOING?!" Hort yelled.

In Clarissa's mirror....
"Yeah, yeah, I got this, Albert," rafal said as he was in Clarissa's mirror... facing her bed. Rafal looks at Clarissa's bed, seeing lesso jam her fingers up Clarissa's cilt. "ALBERT!!!!!" Rafal yells, calling Albert. "ALBERT I NEED YOU TO RIPP MY EYEBALLS OUT OF MY FUCKING FACE!" Rafal yelled at his phone. "What's going on, rafal?" Albert asked. Rafal starts crying on the phone. "I REGRET LOOKING ALBERT!!! I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE!!" Rafal screamed as he got into a ball. "I NEED BLEACH ALBERT! BLEACH! I NEED NEW EYES!!!" Rafal cried. "You're a fucking baby, Rafal" Albert said rudely. "ALBERT HOW ABOUT YOU JUST STOP TRYING TO KILL YOUR OWN BLOOD???" Rafal screamed.

In Clarissa's garden, Pandora went outside to plant and to see the guard dogs. "God, I'm so great on keeping my crushes a secret!" Pandora yelled at herself. "GOD! I WISH I WAS A BOY!" Pandora yelled as she threw a shovel at a tree. "WHY CAN’T SHE LIKE A GIRL?!" Pandora yelled. "Every time... they like a FUCKING BOY!" Panfora yelled throwing another shovel at a tree.  "Damn, what did that tree ever do to you?" Terry asked, his arm in a cast.  "Nothing, I just need to blow some steam off..." Pandora said. "Blow off steam by the students being right about something?" Terry asked. "NO!I told you, I hate Emma," Pandora said. "If you mean hate as love, then definitely,
Terry responded.

AN: I kinda feel bad for rafal, but then again, it's rafal.
Word count: 412

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