(Swearing Warning. PG15)
Melanie. A typical 17 year old girl. Or so everyone thought. She would say "If you ever read my thoughts, you would be terrified"
Tyler. 17 year old boy with fluffy brown hair. Normal looking. Not so normal thinking.
Josh. A...
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I drove up the driveway. "Finally, we're here" I grumbled. "God that officer needed to get that stick out of his ass" Josh complained. "Yes yes, I knoooow" I whined back. We got up and out if the car. I unlocked the door. "Hey, wanna grab something?" I asked Josh. "Nah. I'm fine...and exhausted" Josh sighed. "Same" I replied. "Life is unfair. Very unfair" I tried to make conversation in one of the worst situations. "Josh..." I whined. "I don't know what I'm gonna do...She...She-" I stopped to ball my eyes out. "She what, Tyler?" Josh asked, wide eyed. "She got rid of Blurry" I choked out. Josh looked a bit taken aback. "Yeah" I said, confirming. Then, we heard the doorbell ring. "I'll get it, Josh" I said, standing up. I walked to the door. Never did I think that I would see that little bitch and her troupe. Jenna, Debby and Ashley.
