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"Come on, the teachers come out at 1 for gym," Ashley also called Halsey yelled to her stoner friends.
"We're coming, chill out dude," some of the kids yelled back.
"Sorry. My I think my mom's on to me. I can't smoke when she's out because she smells it when she gets home."
"Look here comes crybaby," one of the other kids that smoked, Brendon said pointing at Melanie who was running across the field in her platform heels.
"Leave her alone, your too high to notice how nice she is," Halsey said to him.
"And you aren't blue bunny," Brendon said with sass.
"Your too high off of how self absorbed you are to notice," Ashley snapped back.
"OOOOOO GET ROASTED YOU LITTLE RAT," all the kids yelled.
Brendon just looked down and shook his head.
By the time they got there they only had 25 minutes to smoke but who knows what will happen in that time.
Mel sat right across from Ashley.
"So I got this cool rolling paper that tastes like cotton candy and I got some that tastes like strawberry's," Ashley said with wide eyes,"Who wants to take first hit.
Melanie shakily raised her hand.
"I-I-I-I-ill go first I guess," she mumbled loud enough for them to hear.
"Okay what flavor would you like to use," Ashley asked the girl known as crybaby.
The reason why she was named that is because she would cry and the smallest thing. She also dressed in pastel clothes and wore bibs and other thing normally associated with babies.
"I guess ill try the cotton candy one this time," Melanie said with a kinda excited voice.
Halsey started rolling and they all continued there small talk.
"Here Mel," Ash said while handing Mel her little happy roll.
"Now Brendon what would you like," Ashley asked and the cycle continued until everyone had something to smoke.
"So Mel how are your grades. We all know your the smartest kid here," Brendon asked.
"Oh there ok I guess. I have a b and my parents are gonna kill me for it."
"A B and your parents are gonna kill you," questioned Halsey.
"Yea my parents are really strict on my grades."
"Oh my parents are never home to care about my grades, must be nice," Ryan said with a sad look.
"Oh your really lucky. My parents only care about my grades. Like I wanna sing and play guitar but they won't let me take lessons," Mel said sadly.
"You could come over to my house and my brother can teach you how to play," Gerard offered her.
"That would be lovely. Thank you Gerard."
And he winked at her.
"Is anybody actually high besides Brendan," Ryan asked.
"Not really, I just wanna talk," Gee said.
"Ok what about," Hayley asked.
"I don't know-" Gerard was cut off by Brendon.
"Why do bee's fly and make honey. There so yellow and black. There so special. They even have there own movie by Jerry Seinfeld," and he just kept, going on.
Melanie being the smart person she is had to step in and explain about bees and stuff but who wants to hear about bees.
"Guys can anyone sing and was gonna play on the talent show," Ash asked.
"Well I was gonna do it and tell my parents it was extra credit for music class," Melanie said.
"Can you sing for us right now?"
"Well ok I guess I can."
You seem to replace your brain with your heart
You take things so hard and then you fall apart
You try to explain but before you can start
Those crybaby tears come out of the dark
Someone's turning the handle
To that faucet in your eyes
You pour it out where everyone can see

Your heart's too big for your body
It's where your feelings hide
They're pouring out
Where everyone can see

They call you cry baby
Cry baby
But you don't fucking care
Cry baby, cry baby
So you laugh through your tears

Cry baby, cry baby
Cause you don't fucking care
Tears fall to the ground
You just let them drown

You're all on your own and
You lost all your friends
You told yourself that
It's not you, it's them

You're one of a kind
And no one understands
But those cry baby tears
Keep coming back again

Someone's turning the handle
To that faucet in your eyes
They're pouring out
Where everyone can see

Your heart's too big for your body
It's where your feelings hide
They're pouring out
Where everyone can see

They call you cry baby
Cry baby
But you don't fucking care
Cry baby, cry baby
So you laugh through your tears

Cry baby, cry baby
Cause you don't fucking care
Tears fall to the ground
You just let them drown

I look at you and
I see myself
I know you better
Than anyone else

I have the same faucet
In my eyes
So your tears
Are mine

They call me cry baby
Cry baby
But I don't fucking care
Cry baby, cry baby
So I laugh through my tears

Cry baby, cry baby
Cause I don't fucking care
Tears fall to the ground
I just let them drown
I just let them drown
Cry baby, cry baby
"Whooo," all of her peers said.
"Um thanks it wasn't that good," Mel said.
"Yeah it was. You should sing with me sometime," Ashley said.
Melanie nodded and shrugged.
"Hey Ash. Are we gonna go to the badlands after school," Ryan asked.
"What are the badlands," Mel asked not really ever talking properly with the group.
"Oh I'm sorry Melanie but crybabies don't got to the badlands," Ashley said.
"I'm so sick of being known as the fucking crybaby ok. You know I don't talk to fucking anyone and everyone just gives me a damn label. I'm the fucking mad hatter mkay. Not a crybaby. I hate how people just go and spread all these lies and you know yeah I cry but that's because I'm so stressed out from school. I smoke sometimes just to take some weight off my shoulders. Mkay so just stop," Melanie said all pissed off.
"Well then," Ash said.
"The badlands are a meeting place behind the woods. I'll show you later. Come on guys we gotta go back to class," she continued and slipped something into Mel's pocket and kissed her cheek. Melanie stood there speechless while holding the part the other girl kissed. She read the note she slipped in her pocket.

Call me. I can be Alice you can be the mad hatter- Ashley aka your Alice
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Sooo that was my sucky halsanie that was absolute garbage but who reads my books anyways. So I'm gonna go please vote and comment if I should write more to this book. I'm not sure yet. But anyways so long and goodnight- Ana👻👻

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