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——Two Weeks Later——
It's wild how time flew after prom, honestly.
Prolly just the stress of finals.
And graduation rehearsals.
And graduation itself.
I nearly gouged out my eardrums, having to listen to Naomi's grad speech.
She wouldn't have gotten Valedictorian if I'd transferred earlier in the year. Just saying.
And her speech sounded like we were at a funeral.
She's been acting different since prom night, though.
Something less plastic and, to my assumption, more genuine.
Sometimes, she reminds me of somebody I know...
Guess she needed that reality check from Fang.
About a week after prom, Fang told me that Trish got the idea for a celebration, and Naser was organizing it.
Naser organizing any party meant he'd make sure nobody had any real fun, so Fang convinced him to split up the work between the rest of us.
It was Fang's job to get the pizza.
I, for some fuckin' reason, was put in charge of the fire and finding a good pit for it.
Naser: "You people are good at making fires, right Drake?"
Drake: "......I will fucking drown you, Naser...."
Trish: "...Y'know, he might actually do it."
Stella: ""Might"?"
....That aside.
The party is at St. Hammond Beach, just below the cliffs that make the town's namesake.
The sun had already set when we got there, the starry sky illuminating the whole place in a pale blue.
I got to the site a bit earlier and got to set up an impressive firepit with meticulously set stones surrounding it, and logs sat in an ideal tower for an overnight blaze.
Everything is ready, so where is everyone else?
We agreed to meet at seven, right?
Right before I reach for my phone, a van chugs onto the sand from the distance.
It stops right in front of me and Trish flies out the side door, gasping for breath.
Trish: *huff*, *huff*....
Drake: You look like you just got choked out by Spears.
She just points back to the van.
The driver's side door opens, letting out a gust of smoke from within.
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NOWHERE TO GO, BUT UP <|Snoot Game X OC|>
FanficA human high schooler transfers from his old school, Rock Bottom, to Volcano High, which is a school populated majorly by Saurians. Who's to say how he'll adjust, but you know what they say about rock bottom... "There's nowhere left to go, but up."
