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>Chapter 2: A pill<

Y/N's P.O.V

I walked past the nursery and headed to class. I sat down and I got stared at. Mainly because I was bleeding from my mouth and my nose. The teacher told me to go to the nursery and I told him to f*ck off so now I'm in the nursery serving detention.

When I served my time, it was already the end of the day. If you want to know how I spend my hours, I had to fill in math quizzes for 2 hours straight. Not pleasant, I could tell you that. When I walked outside, Michael was waiting for me. 

"Y/N! I didn't see you in your classes. What did you do?!" He asked panicked as I sighed. "So I kicked Jeremy's a$$ but he also kicked mine." I told him as I showed him the bruises on my arm. Michael grabbed my arm and pulled it closer to himself. He took off his glasses and looked at them. "Jeremy can't fight..." He concluded with a confused look. "EXACTLY!" I yelled which made him jump.

"This was all the evidence I needed to prove that Jeremy is long gone! If I punch the squip out of him we might get him back." I said and grabbed a baseball bat out of nowhere. "No, no, no, no, no. That's not the way to do it." Michael said grabbing the baseball bat and throwing it away.

"You're right...A chainsaw it better! I don't have one on me but I'm sure that I have one in the shed! Let's go to my place and-" 

"No, no, no, no, no. I meant violence, violence is not the way to solve things." Michael interrupted me. "What about rape? Should I tell my raper to get the f*ck off me instead of kicking him?" I asked as Michael sighed. "You should kick him but that's not the same as trying to get a squip out of a human." Michael said which made me sigh. 

"Research, is the way to do it." He said which made me cringe. "I-I'll stand there as moral support while you search!" I said which made him roll his eyes. "LET'S GO TO THE MELL MANNER!" I yelled which made Michael chuckle. The Mell manner was Michael's house but it would be less epic if I said: 'your house'. 

When we arrived I sat down on his bureau chair and twirled around like a crazy woman. Michael chuckled but sat down on his bed, getting out his laptop and opening it. "So, first search item. Squip." He said as he typed in squip. "And?" I asked as he scrolled. "There are pictures of squids on here." He sighed as he scrolled down even further. "Maybe type in...Mountain dew with pill." I suggested. He typed it in and scrolled. "Nope." He told me as I groaned.

We searched a dozen search terms about the manner and gave up at hour 6. I headed back home and plopped down on my bed. I hate this school.

The next day I awoke realizing it was Saturday. "Time to spread chaos." I said and went downstairs. There, my dad awaited me while reading the daily newspaper. "Yo." I said and sat down at the table. "Y/N, can you explain me this?" He asked as he pulled out a letter. A school letter. "...So I might have told the teacher to quote on quote: 'f*ck off'." I said as dad raised an eyebrow. "Why?" He asked. "Because he told me to go to the nursery and I said no and he said yes and I said go f*ck yourself and he was all like DETENTION IN THE NURSERY." I told him and he raised the other eyebrow. "Why did he send you to the nursery?" He asked. "I kicked Jeremy's a$$-"

"Jeremy Heere?!" My dad asked shocked. "Yes dad, the son of your friend, that one." I sighed as he put down the newspaper. "But he can't fight! Did you punch yourself?" My dad asked as I shook my head. "He...He learned how to fight." I lied. Silence came soon after that. "...okAY SEE YOU LATER DAD I'M GOING TO THE MALL!" I yelled and went upstairs, got into a hoodie, jeans and boots and sprayed deodorant. I grabbed a bag with money, my phone and the house keys and headed out. 

"Call Michael, call Michael." I said and grabbed my phone. I dialed the phone number of Michael and put it to my ear as I waited for the bus to take me to the mall. It ringed a few times before a sleepy voice said: "Hmpmmm..." I chuckled. "Michael?" I called. "No." He said and yawned. "You're not hanging today?" I asked as I saw the bus in the distance. "I'll hang tomorrow, now I'll sleep." He said not getting his grammar right. I laughed as the bus stopped in front of me. "Sure, see you tomorrow." I said as he gave me a groan of approval.

I got on the bus and drove off to the mall. Why exactly? There is a new game, Apocalypse of the Damned 2. I need to get that sh*t. Plus a copy for Michael because...I can be nice.

I got out the bus at my stop and headed for the game stop as quick as I could. I ran down the isles with all the games and finally saw the large shelf with many Apocalypse of the Damned 2 copies. I grabbed 2 and smiled since I was happy that they weren't sold out. 

I payed for them and then decided to go to Starbucks to get myself some of that delicious Caramel latte. There wasn't one in the mall but there was this one a good 500 feet away from it. However there was a short cut if I went through an empty ally, cutting it off by 200 feet. 

I went in and began to walk. That is...I was walking. When I heard some fast footsteps behind me I sped up and began to run. The person jumped on me, tackling me in the process. I hit them as much as I could until they blocked my arms by holding them down and sitting on me. They used a free hand and opened my mouth. They put something minty tasting in and forced me to gulp it by pouring an orange tasting liquid with bubbles down my throat. I gulped because...Gravity.

I coughed as soon as I did and got the person off me. I held my throat and leaned against the wall. I looked up and saw...Jeremy. "What-" I said but coughed again. "-What did you do?!" I yelled as he backed away. "Squip told me to do it." He said as an excuse. 

"You!-" I said making threatening hand gestures trying to hurt him when...

"Calibration in process. Please excuse some mild discomfort." I heard as my head began to hurt like I was on my period. "You son of a b*tch!" I yelled sliding down the wall and landing on the ground. Jeremy looked at me before casually walking away.

I slammed my fist against the wall and yelped in pain. "Calibration complete. Access procedure initiated." I heard and the pain stopped. I stood up and looked around. "That was-" 

"Discomfort level may increase." 

I fell on the floor and began to yell like a crazy person. Tears streaming down my face. Is this what delivery feels like? If so, I'm adopting.

"Accessing neural memory. Accessing muscle memory. Access procedure complete. Y/N L/N, welcome to your Super Quantum Unit Intel Processor." I heard as I opened my tear filled eyes to see a blurry light blue figure forming in front of me.

"Your SQUIP."