Thirteen

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It's the next day at school when I decide to get my will out of the way.
I have almost fifteen hundred dollars in my PayPal account, and another eight hundred dollars in my Chime account. With that money on top of the church's GoFundMe donations, Dad should have absolutely no problem paying for my funeral. He might be able to take a vacation or two as well.
I decide to give Tyson my favorite cologne bottles that I've barely used, since I only wear cologne on special occasions. I don't have any clue what the names are on any of the bottles, but I do know that they smell really good.
I leave Tessa my jewelry pieces I bought from Amazon during my period of playing video games at school. She never fails to gush over my ring and watch collection, and she just about dies every time I randomly wear a male choker. I hope she thinks of me when she wears them, but not to the point where the football captain is questioning why I let him date her.
When everything is written down I put the paper in my jacket I plan to wear tomorrow at school, and then I crawl in bed to get some early rest.




It turns out the football captain's dad is a lawyer.
I'm reminded of the football captain's name as Erik after he's nice enough to call his dad, give him the run-down of my situation, and set me up an appointment to meet with him later in the afternoon. I thank both of them before making Dad aware of my plans, that he immediately okay's.
The entire school day is a drag, and I can't wait to get my visit with Mr. Carter over with. The faster I get my will signed by a third-party author, then the more time I have to spend with the family who still treats me like I'm already on my last breath.

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