mystery man

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I woke in disgust, feeling gross and dirty. Upon walking to my station, everyone's eyes were on me. I was a white sheep walking through a herd of black sheep. That's what it felt like, anyways.
"Bello Bananoninaaa!" Cindy screamed as she walked by me. Every little sound scared me. "Sa la ka?" She asked. I looked her up and down. Cindy had hooked up with Freddie, who was a rotten rich jerk. I could see it in her eyes, her newly done hair, and her pose. "Bud." I whimpered, wanting her to just leave me alone. Cindy looked me up and down. "Bobay, po bah la beeb." "Poopaye." I just didn't want to talk.

I walked to Master Gru's room, desperate for a feeling of love and safety. I wanted Master's touch. I ran in, breathing heavily.
We didn't need to speak.

Master Gru took me into his arms and pressed his lips to mine, holding me tight. I pushed him off of me, realizing the situation was escalating.
"Non.." I whimpered.
Master Gru sighed. "I see you are bothered. Let us go out." Master Gru held my hand and we got into his Evilmobile. He tuned into my favorite radio station. Our station. We were listening to it when we felt sparks fly.

As we drove to the evil bank, I sat next to a man in an orange suit and with a bowl hair cut. I tried not to make eye contact. I was waiting for Master Gru, not for anyone else. I didn't want to talk to anyone else but him. That was until I heard,
"Did you like my gift last night...?"
I froze, my heart racing. I wanted to call out to Master Gru, desperate for his protection.
The world slowed down around me.

2/12/2017
10:50 am

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