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Contains depression, social anxiety, self harm, and suicidal characters. If that might trigger you, I would recommend pressing that "back" arrow right now. This book (obviously) contains LESBIAN things. That means two vaginified creatures loving.
There is also agender characters and ANGST.Thank you for reading :) don't forget to vote and comment thoughts, ideas, etc.
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·{Chapter No.1}·
"Brooks!" I cried, chasing after my best friend. He was gripping tightly to my hand as he bolted through the narrow pathways of the zoo. Cages flanked us, and animals chirped and growled as we passed by. Some only slightly lifted their heads, or ignored us altogether. We reached a thick bridge across a small stream housing thousands of fish and bugs that danced together in the green waters. I slapped a mosquito from my elbow, scowling. "Eww!"
He smirked at me, exposing his teeth. "Hurry up, slow poke!"
I rolled my eyes. "You're such a dick. I want to see the animals here. See?" I pointed to a small herd of catfish in the stream. "Those thingies look... interesting."
He gave me a sideways glance, and began to start moving again.
"Brooks!" I yelled after him. "You idiot, I'm going to get you!"
He laughed and continued to run. I zoomed after him, but his legs were longer than mine, and he was much faster. It was a proud moment in 6th grade when he was in crutches. I was faster than him for those months. But like anything else, those days passed.
I finally reached him, and put my hands on my knees bending forward, breathing heavily. I slapped his back. "You're it" I sighed, out of breath.
"You're an it...iot" he said as a pun of 'idiot'. This caused me to roll my eyes a second time.
"Can we go see the dolphins?" I begged, looking up at his face. He was thin and had little mussel, but he thought of his 'guns' as killers. He wore a baggy black shirt that reached his thighs, and could've gone to his knees if he pulled it down. He had black skinny jeans that showed his slim and "pretty" legs, or so he thought so. His hair was dyed black, but he was naturally blonde. His fringe fell in his eyes, and the rest was wild and unkept as if he had just rolled out of bed in the morning.
He hesitated. "Yeah. We'll go see the dolphins. But if they splash me, I'll have their heads."
I laughed. "Yay! Can I have a piggy back ride?" I pouted, rolling on my heels.
"No." He decided without hesitation.
I gave him puppy eyes and I quivering lip.
He rolled his eyes. "Okay. Hop on." And I mounted my royal horse.
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The dolphins were beautiful. They thrashed in the water, and chirped like beautiful birds soaring through the sky. One erupted from the water gracefully, causing an explosion of waves flying in all directions. It twisted in the air, grinning. I swear it winked. It tilted and dived into the water, disappearing into the crystal pool.
A very soaked Brooks scowled at the creatures. His dark hair was plastered against his forehead, and his eyes were glaring down the cheerful swimmers, but they spared him no attention.
I snapped a picture of it with my mobile, laughing. He rolled his eyes, but he was grinning as well. "I'm going to kill them. You're perfectly dry!"
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