Minho= Psychic

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All of the Gladers were piled up in a mini van on the way to their field trip. Janson had a band with the worst name I'd ever heard- Marky Mark and The Funky Bunch- playing on the car stereo. Tia looked ready to rip the bloody thing out of it's socket and run it over with a bulldozer. She was the first one to leap out of the car when we got to our destination. 

"Thank lord Jesus we are out of the car and- okay you took us to a fucking mall?" she said, giving Janson a look. I think she was kind of done with him.

"Alright, so this is a bonus part to the field trip. I give you each fifty dollars and you can have a half hour to shop- but only after our destination." he said. Tia nodded, everyone else as well Janson pulled a sack out of his man purse, which he insisted on bringing. He handed us each a blind fold. A. Fucking. Blind fold.

"Hell no." Teresa said. Brenda nodded.

"Like hell. I put effort into eye liner." Janson shrugged.

"Alright, but no blind fold no free shopping." He couldn't finish the last word of his sentence before the girls grabbed the blind folds, tying them around their heads.

"What? I need some new hair dye and band merch." Tia said.

"I need more eyeliner. And nail polish..." Brenda said.



I really hate Minho. He was right. Why did he have to be right? Right now, the seven of us were standing in the center of Build-A-Bear Workshop. Janson looked so pleased with himself, and Tia looked like she was trying to comprehend where she was.

"What." Brenda said.

"The." Gally continued with Teresa.

"Actual." Minho said.

"Fucking." Tia breathed.

"Hell." Tommy and I chorused.

"Hi! My name is Sonya, and this is Harriet! We will be helping you with your bear-y best friends today!" a girl said, a smile beaming on her face. Harriet grabbed Tia's hand and pulled along. Tia sent us a 'help me' look. We watched as she plucked a solid black bear skin from a bucket. Harriet then lead her over to this thing that I believe stuffs the bear. They gave her a tiny felt heart.

"She's making a wish on it!" Sonya explained, somehow genuinely excited about it. I nodded. Tia gave Harriet a look that read 'are you shitting me' and Harriet nodded. Tia touched the heart to her head, her heart, and rubbed in in her hands before handing it to Harriet. Harriet put it in the black bear and stitched it up.

Soon enough, all of us had finished stuffing and dressing our bears. Tia had made her bear into a little girl called Helena. Teresa made a pink bear and turned it into Cinderella, naming it so. Brenda did the same thing, but with Tinker Bell. Minho made a neon pink rabbit dressed as Yoda, which went well with Gally's cat dressed as Darth Vader. Tommy made a bunny and dressed it in Hello Kitty pajamas, which he called Joseph. Mine was a green bear in Batman pajamas, and I named him Alby, after the boy who I was friends with in my dream. 

"Alright, I made this little fucker, now hand over my fifty." Tia said, holding her hand out. Tommy put out his hand too, followed by everyone else.

"Alright, alright. Here you are." Janson said, placing a fifty dollar bill in each of our hands. The group split into two. There was Tia, Minho, Tommy, and I going to the right side of the mall, and , Teresa, and Brenda going the other way. 

I don't know why I was surprised. Tia walked right into Hot Topic, heading into the depths of the store. Tommy grabbed my hand, pulling me after the girl.

"Minho, what color should I color my hair next?" Tia asked as she browsed through the Manic Panic display.

"Hmm... How about electric blue?" he suggested. Tia grabbed two bottles of it, walking away to the land of t shirts. I saw one that caught my eye. It was a shirt for Panic! At the Disco, my favorite band, and went to grab it. However, I maybe tall, but not tall enough. Then Tommy came to the rescue with a giant stick.

"Almost got it- oh come on you little piece of shit!" he muttered as he aimed the stick at the shirt hanger. "not Panic!, but the shirt. You little fucker get off the rack or so help me-" he was cut off by eight different shirts falling on him, causing him to land on his butt. I couldn't help but let out a giggle (A/N: Why is it always called a 'girly giggle'? like I hear men giggle all the time.) before extending a hand to help him up.

"Thanks Newty Booty!" He said, handing me a shirt in my size.

"Welcome Tommy. Thanks for the shirt." I said. He grinned and I felt warm and fuzzy inside- despite the fact that the mall heater was busted and it was October. (A/N2: IK it was just Christmas but IDGAF.) And also 30 degrees Fahrenheit.


After everyone checked out, Minho, Tia, Tommy, and I all went to meet the others in the food court for lunch. Teresa and Brenda had made massive improvement in appetite. They went from days without eating more than a cracker or two, to eating small appetizers in under a week, which from what I had learned, was a challenge. I was envious of how well they were recovering, while people like Gally- who had seemed very in touch with his emotional control- and Minho- who had seemed to be coping quite well with the withdrawal- had a lot longer road to recovery. Alas, there will be a time in the next year where most of us will forget each other's names. I just hope that I can keep at least one person I've become friends with close. One more than the others...


Hey guys! Sorry for not updating, but I've been on Winter Break. I've been quite busy with juggling Netflix, Tumblr, Sleeping, and Family shit and nearly forgot to publish this! Sorry again for the wait-CaseyXX

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