Insane {camrenally/you}

one ; a very bad time to go to the bank

Becoming friends with the girls I met back in freshman year was probably one of the best decisions I had ever made. Dinah is in her last year of college heading towards her English degree. She had always wanted to be a writer ever since she stumbled across fanfiction. Normani was going towards fashion modeling, and she had the best fashion sense, let me tell you that. Taylor was just Taylor. She wanted to create a company dedicated towards skincare. "Jergens," she mused aloud one day.

As for me, I was striving for my doctorates degree. As a kid, I always wanted to feel useful and I still do. Anxiety really helped me out a lot with that one. But that was always hard considering I had an older sister who was so perfect. It was always, "Maia just got straight A's," or "Maia will be the first to go off to college," or "I'm so proud of Maia." Of course, it was always my mother who said it. She was around most of the time since my father was in the army. But when he was around, he'd teach me some of the skills he had to learn before he could be deployed. Things like how to hold and properly use a gun, how to fight in hand to hand combat, or how to run faster.

This is off topic but fuck you Maia. I hope someone takes your oh-so-perfect violin bow and they shove it so far up your ass that it comes out of your mouth.

I sit in my dorm room, my roommate absent. It's silent in my room other than the Halsey song playing quietly next to my textbook as I study for an upcoming test in my medical class. I flip the page and sigh loudly. If I wasn't so hopelessly devoted to school right now I'd probably drop out.

Suddenly, a loud popping sound rings throughout the room and I jump nearly two feet in the air. Realizing that it was my phone, I roll my eyes before checking it.

Dinah - me and Mani are going shopping and we were wondering if u wanted to tag along?

Me - Mani and I*

Me - but I have to study

Dinah - oh come on girl, you've probably been studying for the past three hours. get ur ass out of that dorm room and smell the roses

Me - fuck you, Dinah Jane

Dinah - u wish. so u wanna come or no?

Me - fine. but my broke ass needs to go get some money first. I'll meet you guys there.

Dinah - ok (:

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When I walked into the bank, all of the lines were long as fuck and I mentally prepared myself for nearly twenty minutes of waiting. Not to mention that the ATMs were inconveniently out of order, too. I texted Dinah that I might be a while and she responded with a 'boo, u whore ):' I laughed and shook my head at her text messages and stood in the shortest line, which was very deceiving. The line next to me with about 10 more people in it took at least 15 minutes less than mine.

Slowly but surely, the line began to shorten and soon, I was behind the first person. And just when I thought I would be getting what I needed, three people walked in in black masks, holding guns, shouting for everyone to get down and to give them money. As everyone crouched down, hiding behind things, I stood my ground and the one who I assumed to be the ring leader leveled their gun at me.

"Oh shit," I said aloud, but trying to keep composure. The ring leader smirked with a loud confidence and advanced on me.

A/N: Hey party people. @JealousOfThem speaking. This chapter was wonderfully written by @ragarish, but I just wanted to pop my head in and say hey! I'm the noob writer here so I won't be writing too many chapters, but I'm secretly the mastermind behind it. But shhhhh. Don't tell Haylie I said that. Enjoy!!

@ragarish here to confirm whatever the hell she said up there was true. and I hate it when my name has that stupid red line under it. I'm unique so fuck off google!!