"Hurry up, Alyssa!" Jupiter yells down the hall. "We'll be late, and Alana's gonna kill us!"
"I'm sorry!" Alyssa apologizes. "Cut me some slack! You know I'm a slow runner!"
Jupiter and Alyssa joined the Creative Writing Club, a club where you write your own stories using formats and original ideas. The first time they heard about the club, they honestly thought it was cringe. Like, who wants to sit down every day writing some shitty story? However, when they went to stay at Alyssa's, Jupiter and Alyssa found out their mothers had signed them up for the club. Jupiter was fine with it, but he was slightly annoyed that he was forced into THAT club without his consent. Alyssa, on the other hand, was furious. She begged her mom to take her out of it, but her mother already paid for it. It took Alyssa two hours to shut up, and two whole days for her to settle down. The first week of school, and Alyssa was stressed. Thursday was their first meeting. At first, they thought it was pretty boring. However, as they spent more time with the club, they started to actually have fun.
They enter a room with a door covered with book drawings and illustrations.
"Just in time, guys." said a young person in the back of the room. They were slouched over a desk and it seemed like they were helping the girl sitting at the desk.
"Hey, Alana," Jupiter greeted. "How are you?"
"Eh, been better." Alana has straight chin-length dark purple hair. They had a baggy black long-sleeved turtle neck under a white shirt. They're blue large pants were camouflage themed. Alana walks over to Alyssa and Jupiter. They stare at Jupiter and Alyssa for a while.
"Sorry," Jupiter interrupts the silence. "For being late."
"Don't worry 'bout it." Alana forgives. "As punishment, though, you two will help the late comer around the school."
"Wait, really?" Alyssa asks. "Why us though?"
"The principal wanted someone from this club to help them, and since you guys were somewhat late, you guys are going to help him."
"I personally think that that's the literal opposite of a punishment." the girl from earlier said. Her name is Nora. She is known as the "giant of the school." She claimed that title because she was taller than everyone in the school, and when I mean everyone, I mean everyone. She wore a plain black jacket and blue skinny jeans.
"And why?" Jupiter asked.
"Have you seen him?!"
Jupiter and Alyssa shake their heads.
"Well," Nora starts. "He's a hottie."
Jupiter stays silent. After a while, he asked, "What the fuck?"
"He is! I swear, even the boys might turn gay after seeing him!"
In the back, someone was holding back their laughs. Jupiter turns around.
"Why are you laughing!?" Jupiter asks.
"I'm sorry!" Alyssa lies while laughing.
"Dude, what is it?!"
"Nothing, nothing," Alyssa says. "Anyway, I have to go to club."
"Alright, see you later?"
"Of course, see you later! Good luck with the kid!"
It took a while to understand, but Jupiter blushed madly after.
"Wait," Alana looks confused. "I don't understand. What is she talking about?"
"Don't worry about it." Jupiter replies. "Ask Alyssa when I'm not around."
"Fine." They go back to helping Nora. Jupiter sits at a nearby desk, takes out the needed supplies, and starts to write. He was still a little red from Alyssa's comment, but he eventually forgot about it and wrote his story with music. His story was about a young girl who had cancer. He writes about her adventures she had, as she knew she was to die soon. Alana always asked why it was so tragic, but after a while of getting ignored by Jupiter, they eventually gave up asking. Later, a man with black long braided hair and a white shirt and loose jeans walked into the room.
"Is this the creative writing club?" he asked.
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