Operation Emo

Fourteenth Chapter: "Art Class Has Never Been So Exciting"

Dedicated to
Karley Hall (The Real Life Karley) Thanks for being there for everything, and sharing your secrets with me, and accepting me. You are one of my best friends, and you made me a better person. Thanks for showing me MCR because I'd be lost without them. You're such a great person, and I hope you realize that. :3 Thank you.

Fourteenth Chapter
"Art Class Has Never Been So Exciting"

That Same Day
Sara's POV

The rest of the day passed by in a blur. Seth had been in a horrible mood the rest of the day, often snapping at anyone that so much as said a peep.

He actually said 'If anyone so much as says another peep', too, during lunch time. And of course, me being me had to snort and go;

"Peep!"

I had never been glared at so harshly in my entire life.

Karley had apologized for Seth's behavior to me, but I shrugged it off. I think I knew why Seth was in such a bad mood, but I didn't voice it aloud.

Saying the name, 'Fade' seemed to be forbidden since no one had spoken of this mystery person before, and I got the feeling it was an old wound, that if I talked about it, I would do nothing but cause harm.

So, instead of voicing my curious thoughts, I resorted to staring around at the people curiously, as though their very existence would give me a hint to who this 'Fade' person was.

No such luck.

By the end of the day, I was itching (Quite literally due to the gauze) to get out of school, and maybe look him up online or something.

So when I got home (By climbing up the tree that everyone still seemed to intent on asking about) I had grabbed my laptop, clicked it on, and typed in the name 'Fade'...

Yeah, I should have realized that a last name would really be the only helpful thing on this case.

After scowling at my failed attempt at whatever I was trying to do, Anna brought me up some grilled cheese, (YUM) and she gave me a look that said she was deeply disapointed in me.

I knew I probably shouldn't have been bothered by it, but it hit me hard, and I felt like I couldn't even eat the grilled cheese after that.

Of course, I ended up forcing myself to, because I hadn't eaten in so long, and I didn't want to get super skinny, because every size in my opinion was gorgeous, even though Emily tried to persuade me that it wasn't.

I then fell asleep, surprisingly tired after my big day filled with nonsense and more nonsense.

With a yawn, I woke up, glaring around my room at nothing in particular as my alarm clock continued to go off.

Sighing, I turned over and hit it, getting up and quickly getting dressed, being careful of my recent injury.

Because of this, I'm really starting to dislike dogs.

After making sure I was ready, I got my backpack and climbed out the window, then did something really stupid.

Apparently, I wasn't as good as climbing the tree as I thought I was, because as soon as I was about half way down, I lost my balance and fell off and landed at the bottom with a thud.

Wheezing, as I tried to be able to breathe correctly, I relaxed when I realized the group wasn't here yet, and I grimaced, forcing myself to my feet. 

'At least you saved time!' a cheery voice in my head beamed. 

I hate that voice.

Limping over to the curb with a wince each time I moved wrong, I finally made it over there as Chris' van pulled up.