Today, Cj takes me home. I'm getting ready now. I run my fingers through my hair then walk out of my room and to the stalls. The stalls were where the showers and bathrooms were. I went into the girls stalls. I was heading to use the bathroom when I heard crying. I could either walk away, or I could investigate? I sat there for a minute making up mind. Eventually, I decided to investigate. "Are you ok?" I ask.
" *sniff*-*sniff* Yes....no."
"Would you like to talk about it?"
"He broke my heart!! That jerk!! Now I'm gonna break him!! UGH!!!" She kicks down the stall door. She has long, dirty blond scraggly hair and is wearing all black clothes. She's panting. She looks at me with crazy eyes and then her look softens a bit.
"I'm not good with relationships, probably because I've never been in a good one, and I'm not like usual girls, but I could help you break someone." I say. She smirks at me and walks out. She hands me a piece of paper it says Room 102, meet me tommorow, @12:00am.
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It's a lie. What the lady told me the other day. There is no Lunaranian Spirit. It's all an excuse for what is really going on. Which I don't know yet. That's what Cj told me, anyway. We are on an underground subway now. Heading home. I couldn't wait to get out of these clothes they let me borrow. It's an old black t-shirt, some worn out jeans, and a scraggly jacket. Soon, I could pick out my own clothes to have there. I was so deep in my thoughts, I didn't even here Cj.
"So, you excited to go home for a week? Don't worry. We made up an excuse for your absents every other week. Just go along with whatever they say. Hey, don't be so shy. There are people just like you there." He smiles at me. I smile back and nod. It's weird, just a while ago, he was barking at people and hanging out with all those other meatheads but now, he was so nice. The subway stopped. I looked at Cj. He smiled and said,"Go on. I'll be back to pick you up Monday morning and 3:30am. Be ready. Have a good week." I smiled. I looked at Cj, for I hadn't acknowledged how he looks yet. He is talk and skinny, with blue green hair and an eyebrow piercing. He looks tough but he's a softie. I run off the subway. Then I started thinking about what Reed looked like. Tall and had abs like he worked out every day, with dark brown hair. He had a kind look. But also a cocky sense to him. But I needed to quit thinking about them and just be happy to be home.
