I Am Psycho

Burns

The one boy who is of course, staring at her is the one who will die.

"Maximvs, is that your name?" I approach him with a smile.
"Yes?" His voice disgusts me as it replays in my head.
"Do you know Trinity?" My voice becomes stern.
"Ye-"
"Do you like her." I can't stand to listen to him, especially since imagining him with her.
He nods looking distant. I decided to follow his gaze to yours truly. I grit my teeth.
"Look Max..." On this occasion I would have shoved a pencil into his eye.
"It's a shame she has a boyfriend." His expression was shocked and a little sad.
"And it's me." He looked a bit angry, aww how sad. He went over to where Trinity was with her friend and he...he tryed to hug her...

By this time I'm already next to her, pushing him to the side. He lifts his fist and throws it at me, I back away barely dodging, I fall to the ground.

"How could you, I thought we were friends?" I made sure to make my voice shaky, he halts. "What are you talking about!" Good... he's angry and now theres a crowd, now no one will like him, not even Trinity.
"I just got here and I'm already being bullied." I hear a couple of whispers against him. "Wow jerk!" Trinity pushes him while I sit there watching my plan unfold. He comes towards her, my stomach flips.

"He's lying!" While trying to grab her hand, she pushes him again, the crowd oohhs while I see a teacher coming this way.
"Come on Trinity, I think thats enough." I lead her out of the crowd while the lady goes mad trying to get rid of the kids.

"Thank you." I say feeling her hands become sweaty, my heart pounds as she pulls me in for a hug. I pull her in tighter and rest my chin on her head. "Dont.." She loses her breathe in my embrace, I kiss her hair smirking.

"Are you two a couple!" A girl says flipping her hair, her voice sounded like a crack head wanting another hit.
"Yeah we are." I say without hesitation giving her death glares. I feel Trinity shudder in my arms. "Oh... ok." She rolls her eyes into the back of her head. "Can I help you." My tone clearly annoyed, she sighs and put her hands on her nonexistent hips. "Look, I know your not dating Trinity, because no one has such low standards."

"You're the lowest on the board, gumdrop." Her jaw dropped slightly, she walked away making sure to sway her hips. I sighed. "Please dont miss the bus, I'll see you later." I give her one last squeeze and she looks at me with those cute, worry filled eyes. "The bus... can't we just walk home?" I couldn't say no, but I had some 'business' to take care of. "Ok, but you'll have to wait... baby girl." She looked shocked, but then smiled. How cute.
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Last bell rings for school

I put the gloves on I borrowed from the storage room, use a mechanical pencil, and douse it with rubbing alcohol. I find Maximvs in the hall gathering his things. I wait against the wall for him to leave, and throw the pencil into his bag miraculously.

I don't know, it's just something about him tells me he likes fire...
I quickly find a scrap of paper on the ground and ball it up and throw it at him purposely missing. Once the deed is done, i dispose of the gloves in the cafeterias load of trash that looks like a mini dumpster.

"Ah the feeling..." I breathe.
Finally, the girl I've been waiting to take home.
"Loui, I thought you were staying for tutorials or something, I was going to leave..." Trinity looks down in shame. "I love you baby girl, dont worry about it." I say in a soothing voice and pick her up, bridal style. She stays silent putting her head in my neck.

"Trinity..." I feel her jump. "I need you more than you think..." She stays quiet.
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Trinity hops off me once we reach the decorated home.
"Trinity come look..." Joon says with a serious tone. I drop my bag at the couch and sit next to Joon and Trinity, putting my face on my knuckles giving me a smile, unintentionally of course.

*News*

"The fire is burning out of control." A woman with a monotoned voice said. "We reach our hearts out to the family." Suddenly, I see a reporter at the scene who reveals a person on the strecher, crying out in pain, I recognized the voice...

"The firemen are putting out the fire right now, but what could have caused this devastating fire..." The news reporter says in a dramatic voice as the shot jumps out to an air view.

My face, now drawn with an intentional smile while the others are glued to the t.v. . "Homework completed." I say to myself.
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Author note: Wow I feel like an oscar winner reading over this myself...

And whomever reads this please comment and enjoy...pleeeeeesssuuuuuuuuuu