Master Lin had set you and a few other selected students, out on a mission to find a boy named Marcus Lopez Arguello. he was a homeless boy, roughly 5'8 and had a scar over his right eye.
Marcus had supposedly been the reason behind the boy's home massacre, place went up in flames killing everybody in there.
maria does your calavera makeup for you, and gives you one of her red dresses. you both had a plan to blend in with the day of the dead parade as that was most likely where Marcus was going to be chased through.
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Saya had eyes on Marcus, you kept the metal Nunchucks in your undergarment, and as soon as you made eye contact with Marcus, you put your hand near the weapons, ready to pull them out when needed.
he begins running, the cops trailing shortly behind him; and you pull one side of the nunchuck out, swinging it around straight into the nearest cop's face, whilst maria sliced another's arm open using her fans.
Once you knew that Saya, billy and willie had their eyes on him and were chasing him, you and maria made your way to the backroom of the Chinese takeout restaurant, where you'd been tied up only the day before.
Soon enough, the others caught up, carrying Marcus into the room and setting him down on the chair for Saya to tie up.
"he don't look like a psychopath to me," willie frowns.
"you can't judge a book by it's cover," Saya crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow like an angry white mom.
"but you can judge one by it's smell!" billy grins widely.
"I'd love to stay and watch this one pan out, but I have to go do something."
You walk away as they take off his hood, and you go back to the school, waiting inside of you and bitchface brandy's room was your now boyfriend Lex.
"alright sweetheart?" he grins.
"perfect, where's brandy?"
"snuck out to shag her Nazi boyfriend, everyone's taking their chance whilst Lin's busy, that's why I'm here," he shrugs as he throws himself onto your bed, "you not in the mood?"
you sigh, sometimes you thought that maybe Lex's parents mixed up their child with somebody's horny chihuahua in the hospital, or maybe that's just how British people are?
"Seriously?" You frown, "and no, I wanted to talk to you about something."
"go on then love, what is it?"
"just gonna be straight up here.." you begin, "you're like a dog that just constantly humps me, like all you want is sex and it's weird."
"WHAT?! I thought girls liked that?" He says, sounding almost upset, "I mean whatever, I don't care."
He gets up and leaves and you sigh in relief, a full week of that was nearly impossible to tolerate imagine how multiple more would have felt.
You sit down on the edge of your bed and throw yourself back onto the pillow.
with nothing else to set your mind and thoughts on, all you could think about was your family, your parents, and how you'd watched them be slaughtered in front of you.
you close your eyes.
(A/N: YES IK THIS CHAPTER IS SHORT I GOT WRITER'S BLOCK NEARER TO THE END.)
