"Um... Nope," was all I said as I cocked the gun and pulled the trigger.
You might be wondering what compelled me to say 'nope' while holding a loaded gun in my hand? Well, let me start from February 14, 2323.
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"EMERY! WAIT!" shouted a voice from down the hall. I stopped. I just wanted to get 'home'. Today is the worst idea that Man has come up with; Valentine's Day. That day has always reminded me that no one loved me or even cared about me. However, I don't mind because, at one point, I was part of a family. Now, everyone blames me for what happened. I don't think that blaming me is fair, I was only six years old! I couldn't control what happened then.
Yes, there were a few who 'put up' with me. But, I knew that they only did that out of pity. I didn't ask them to be my 'friends'. We were more like acquaintances.
Mike came running up, out of breath. I would have thought that for a football player, he could run 50 meters without being winded. Oh, but all football players seem the same when it comes to the game they are beasts on the field but, in everyday life they have no stamina.
"Yes, Michael, the answer is 'no' like I said the other thirty-three times you asked," I pointed out. He had repeated that same question at least that many times that day, and let's not forget yesterday when he asked every ten minutes when he was with me.
"You counted?! Who does that? Well, you do, but, then again you aren't normal..." Mike said the first part to me, but, the other parts were like he was thinking out loud.
"Anyhow, I got to go. I got a ton of homework." I hate lying to him but, if I stayed any longer, I knew that I would get an ass beating when I got home. Literally.
"Oh, I would say that you're lying but, we only have gym together," he said dejectedly.
"Mikey!!!" The bimbo, slut, queen bee, daddy's little girl, or what ever you call the head bitch in school, called out from the other end of the hall.
"Oh, Mikey! Here comes your slutty girlfriend," I stated with so much fake enthusiasm that a deaf person could hear it in my voice.
"Shut up," Mike growled through his teeth.
"Oh no. You are not a werewolf are you?" I asked, like I had no clue what he was. Mike was just a simple little human. I do have say that I was jealous of him and of his status as a human.
"Mikey, I have been looking all over for you," the queen bee of the school, Natasha Goode, squeaked.
"Mikey!!! How in the world are you talking to this thing?! Did my brother dare you to come over and talk to it ?" Natasha exclaimed as she cast her eyes behind him and fixed them on me.
" 'It' is standing right here. I would say it is good to see you Natasha, but, I hate to lie. Mike, I will see you in gym tomorrow." As I turned toward the doors, I heard Mike say, "That "Thing" has a name and it is Emery, and no, no one dared me to come over here and talk to her. I did all on my own because Emery and I are friends!" When Mike said we were friends, I flinched because if he knew what happened at home, and at work, he would never use that word with my name in the same sentence again.
Once I was through the school's front doors, I started my longish trek 'home'.
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Teen Fiction"Um... Nope," was all I said as I cocked the gun and pulled the trigger. You might be wondering what compelled me to say 'nope' while holding a loaded gun in my hand? Well, let me start from February 14, 2323. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...