It's An Ice Cream Cake and I Love You Baby!!

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Arwin

Hmmmmmmm I stink. I sniff my pits again. I gag at the smell. I hop out of my wonderfully stinky bed and walk to the bathroom. I strip 'slowly' in front of the mirror. Hmm nice body. Once done I turn on the shower devil heat style. I hop in already liking the heat on my body.

By the time I am done melting the skin off body, I head back to my room to change for school. Yay! Right when I was slipping on my shirt, the door burst open.

"Come ON! Slow ass! School starts in like..........." Mercy looks down at her fake watch on her wrist.

"15 minutes.. I think.."

"Well thank you Mercy. Now get out."

"Okay. Nice bra by the way!" Mercy skips out and shuts the door.

This is why I need to start locking my door. IF they actually PUT damn LOCKS on the DOORs. Dumb ass Alpha Dad thinks it's an inconvenience. Like really, how does a damn locked door keep werewolves out. Their funking stronger than the average human.

Welp, time to head to hell! Or school, whatever floats your boat. I sigh oh so dramatically and flop onto my bed, not wanting to go to school. I don't like school. No one is cool there.

Just as I'm about to get up and leave, something hard flies through my window. I funking flipped backwards to the other side of the bed on the cold floor, landing on my arse. Once I'm done ninjaing out. I get up off the floor to where the crash was. AKA my window.

I looked at the rock and pick it up. Written on it is Turn Me Over. The other side was, I am always watching. Now children, this is the part where you should scream and go to your parents. Me? Nah, I am destined to funk up everything. (If you know what I mean.)

I walked over to the broken window, and opened it. I sigh, and throw the rock, hopefully at Clidhe's head. Stupid prankster.

"HEY! You're paying for my window dipshidiot!" I slammed the window, and more glass broke. Shit. I then had to go to school, hopefully to kill Clidhe. Or embarrass him. I could stick Mercy on that task. I do not belittle myself to his behalf.... Mostly.

When I reached the downstairs, everyone was gone. What the balls? I walked over to the counter, they stole my keys! Funking traitors. I look to the note that was on the counter where my pills and "keys" are. Well, keys are SUPPOSED to be. I read it quickly.

Arwin,

Sorry, we all were running late. Mercy and Knox stole your car, and you know Knox is a pushover. You'll have to walk. Take your pills silly. Love you!
Love,

Mercy.

Lower on the page was a smaller note.

Arwin,

I will smack them for you.

Love,

JuAme.

I hate these people. But Mercy was correct. I needed my anti weird pills. They barely worked in the fixing the weird department, but MEH. I took my puuuuuuuuuuuuuurple pills, downing them with a glass of water that was nearby. I usually take a soda with them, but I think JuAme thinks we all drink too much. Soda. Not alcohol. Soda you noobs. Gosh, you all need to get your minds outta the gutter, or the bottle. Glug glug glug mother funkers.

I started out the door, backpack in hand. Thanks JuAme for making it easy for me to WALK! Ugh, I hate walking! It's soooo boring and I never have music to listen to and- Oh, I'm here. I saw Mercy and Knox with JuAme. I swelled with pride when JuAme smacked Mercy and Knox with her Math book. Harsh! But, those funkers deserve it.

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