Part 7 im too lazy for names

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Dawn's Pov

Pebble called me in the afternoon on Friday.
"Hey Dawnie, Remember how you, me, Ruby, and Serena used to go out and drink all the time?" She answers.
"Oh yeah. That was a lot of fun!" I say remembering the days of the past.
"We should do that again. Just the 4 of us!" she says. I frowned. But I HATE Serena.
"But why Serena? And what are we gonna do with Salad? You know we can't leave her with Tyler, he hates her and would blame everything she did on Ruby and Sasuke..." I start.
"With Serena trust me on that, and bring Salad along!" Pebble says. I almost choke.
"You want me to bring Salad to a bar?" I say.
"It's not like she doesn't go to them on her own time," Pebble states.
"Ah. Good point," I say both proud of pebble and ashamed of my daughter.
"Anyway you can keep her on a leash," Pebble says.
"If I do that, she will have me on a leash," I say.
"Or Sasuke murdered. With her you never know just take her and let her do her own thing," Pebble says.
"So tonight?" I ask.
"Yeah sure can you call Serena?" She asked.
"God I don't want to call her!" I said.
"Just do it trust me!" Pebble says and hangs up.
"Wait do you have her number?!" I ask
But it's too late because she already hung up.
"Whatever I'll find it," I sigh and search through my contacts.

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Salad came home from school today in a puff of blackness.
"Hi Salad why are you covered in blackness?" I ask barely looking up.
"Some fuckers at school were throwing dirt rocks and tar and shit I've never even heard of before at me!" She says storming in with a more pissy mood than usual.
"That's wonderful," I roll my eyes.
"You wonder how I," she makes air quotes, "like this, it's probably because you really don't care!"
"You're right, I really don't. You've proved you're capable of living on your own so..."
"Whatever," Salad agrees.
"Can you just stay home alone tonight without causing damage or killing anyone?" I ask.
"Maybe what am I missing out on?" Salad asks. I would have face palmed but I was pretty used to it.
"Your Dad and I are going out with some old friends," I answer.
"Who are these people?" She asks.
"Pebble and a person named Serena. You wouldn't know her. I honestly have no idea what even happened to her," I say honestly.
"No way honey, I got tons of files on her... Was she the one who hated this face: ;D?" Salad asks making 'the face.'
"That would be the one," I agree.
"Oh great. wonderful. Delightful. Can I come along?" She asks. "I mean I would probably just trash the house anyway..." She smirks.
"If I say no I've gonna be cleaning," I sigh.
"You got that right," Salad tossed a mango in the air.
"How have I not kick you out of my house yet?" I ask really wondering. This child treats me like I'm her next prey, or her servant.
"Because Daddy wouldn't approve, and let's face it, you love me anyway," Salad says.
"Part one, true, part two, how could anyone love a little shit like you?" I ask.
"I don't know. Go ask Daddy why I existed in the first place," she tosses the mango to herself and waits a second until I get it. "Burn."
"The soul difference between you and me, is the fact that I didn't murder people when I was 6," I say.
"I beg to differ, what about that guy... You used to date in 8th grade or so, you wrote him a death note... And you stabbed him to death."
"Ash?" I ask. This was a much different guy named Ash from the one pebble had nearly murdered a few times. The Ash I dated probably didn't deserve to die, he was just so... So... Mean. It got on my nerves he made promises he didn't keep.
"That would be the one," Salad agrees.
"Fine. You can come," I agree.
"Wonderful. Can I bring weapons?" Salad asks.
"Do I really need to answer that? Should I have to? Why did I get the weird child?" I ask myself aloud.
"Questions I sadly cannot answer. Had you said no, these mangos wouldn't be going in the bag," she smirks and walks off.

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Ruby and I waited at the bar while Salad ran around tormenting bar tenders and waiters. A few minutes past the time we said we were gonna meet, Pebble walks in alone.
"What did you do with Sarada?" I ask.
"Left her with Sasuke."
"Is that a good idea?" I ask.
"Who knows," she says sitting down at a stool.
"Anyway where's Serena and who's buying?" Pebble asks.
"I think Salad will torment them enough so we don't have to," I laugh, "but really, well buy our own drinks."
"Sounds good," Pebble says and calls a bar tender over. Eventually another person walks into the bar and sits down in between Ruby and I.
"Hey," she says laughing like a moron even though we didn't say anything. She flips her reddish hair back and turns to me.
"What's up? How sit going? It's like I haven't seen you in years!" She says full of excitement. Ah yes. My best friend. She was an obvious imposter. She was Sapph pretending to be someone else. We all knew that. How she's still here and Sapph was killed by Salad weeks ago, who knows. (UNINTENTIONAL SONG PUN DIDINSGSLFKEVSIFB FABULOUS!!!!)
"Serena?!" I ask trying to be excited.
"Yeah!" She says and hugs me.
"So what's happened in like the last 7 years to so?" I ask.
"Not much really," she says pulling a cigarette out.
"Don't you dare give Salad one of those," I say quickly.
"Salad what?" She says.
"Salad is our daughter, don't give her those," I said.
"You have a daughter?" She ask and starts to smoke.
"Yes." (Stupid Serena *slowly shakes head*)
"Why did you bring her?" She asks and all of a sudden Pebble hits her over the head with a beer glass.
"OW!" She yells and grabs her head. "PEBBLES!" She yells in pain. She called Pebble Pebbles. It annoyed the crap out of me. I don't know if it bothered her or not but it got on my nerves.
"OOOH THAT LOOKS SO FUN!" Salad says grabbing a bunch of glasses from the other side of the counter and starts breaking them over Serena's head and throwing other inanimate objects at her, such as mangos and knives. Everyone in the bar was watching. It was pretty obvious Serena was dead. I dragged Salad out the door and Pebble Ruby and I snuck away.

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