Me, Myself, and Everyone Else

Friends Come and Go

(dorms)

Tidami: Damned is the day I ever forget how plants work. *scribbles down another answer*

Silica: Yep. Sometimes I feel like I am part of a story and the writers just forgot and made us keep learning photosynthesis. Oh well. *scribble scribble*

Tidami: I wish our writers gave us a better life then. Our story is more of a tragedy than anything else. The thing is that this tragedy might not have a happy ending.

Silica: *puts down pen*If they can't, then WE can make the happy ending ourselves.

Tidami: Happy ending? I don't want it to end. No ending. Let's have more of a "chose your own adventure".

Silica: Sounds good to me. BWHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA

Tidami: Supper! I'm starving! *falls over* AGGGGGH

Silica: We still can't have any.

Tidami: That's ok we can just stea- or we can't have any.

Silica: Err, yea. *grins*

Tidami: *stomach makes loud noise* Where's that $20 we had? I need some food.

Silica: We are under probation, so we can't leave this property yet.

Tidami: Then I better start writing my will. I'm gonna starve tonight.

Silica: FEAR NOT!! *pulls dried mangos from under bed* Here. These are from months ago, but you know, dried food. It's for emergencies. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY.

Tidami: *pushes mangoes away* ACTUAL emergency. This is just me whining about being hungry.

Silica: Okay.

(next morning)

Tidami: Rise and shine! Brand new day! No more demons next door! Let's enjoy the sunlight they have released upon us!

Silica: *stands up* BREAKFAAAAAAST *lightning fast, dresses, runs to dining hall*

Tidami: That too. *pulls on shorts backwards and an inside out shirt* BREAKFAST!!!

Silica: *running, tie flapping, hanging from ankle*

*girls wolf down breakfast in dining hall*

Silica: *in between bites* We- look like - starved- wolves.

Tidami: Yep. *grabs another peice of toast* Oh that's good, *finishes off everything on her plate* I'm stuffed.

Silica: yup. *fixes tie* Whoo! Okay, let's get to class.

Tidami: Hold on *grabs arm* Uniform check. I feel like something is wrong.

Silica: Shorts. *points* Check me.

Tidami: Collar, oh and uh... *points to rat's nest of hair* That might need a brushing.

Silica: Whoops. *pulls comb out* Comb, comb, combing my hair.

Tidami: *ties own hair in pigtails* That's better. Anything else? *switches shorts*

Silica: Nope. You're good.

Tidami: Off we go!

(class)

Tidami: Looks like we're early. *sits down*

Silica: Well, first time in a while now.

Teacher: Good morning everyone! Today we will be learning about photosynthesis in trees. *rubs temples* Some day... *mutters to self about photosynthesis*

Tidami: Oh cool, we brought you something! *pulls out half eaten freeze dried mango* The pickings are a bit slim, sorry...

Silica: I thought those were for emergencies.