Next To Normal

Chapter 2

Opps. Another long wait. I dunno why but I suck at this thing called 'updating'.
Warning: contains cussing
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After a few minutes have passed, Twila and Sam head back to class. The tension still heavy with the two boys. Fortunately, the lunch bell rings. Sandra and her little squad get up and head out, Tim following while glaring at Troy. Sam and Ben head out together, not talking but not being awkward either. The last to leave is Twila and Troy.

While the halls were filled with over emotional assholes, Twila headed straight to her locker. She had to bring her own lunch money due to not having enough snacks to last her a lunch. By the time she got to her locker, the halls were cleared. Twila unlocked her locker and searched for the money. She pulled out a little stuffed bear with the year 2003 on it. She smiled. That smile quickly faded away as a hand snatched the bear away from her.

"Give it Back Tim!" Twila shouted while trying to reach for the bear that was now 7 feet in the air. Tim just chuckled, "aww the wittle girl wants her teddy back? Too bad" he laughed in her face. Twila was getting very frustrated, she had to deal with this jerk every day and every day he would find new ways to make her angry.

Tim stopped laughing as someone else took the teddy bear away from him. "You know," the mystery voice said, "you should learn to pick on Someone your own size. " Tim spun around to be face-to-face with Troy. Troy had a very amused look on his face. Just when Tim was going to beat Troy to a pulp, a teacher interrupted them by yelling that they should be in the cafeteria. Tim walked off angrily. "Thanks" Twila mumbled while taking the teddy bear back. "No problem, princess. " Troy smirked. His smirk growing when Twila blushed and walk away.

Sam decided to sit alone today. She didnt want any more drama then what has already happened today. Of course, this isnt a fairy tail where everything goes just as planned. "Hey nerd!" An annoying, yet unforgettable voice called out, "you plan on being in the play? Pffft of course you won't get any part! You're too ugly!" Sandra's come backs wernt always good, nor did they make any sense, so Sam usually blew them off. Sandra soon realized that her remarks had no affect, she started to get aggressive.

Sandra slammed her hands on the table in front of Sam, causing her to jump. Sandra leaned down into Sam's face, and in a threatening whisper, "dont you think that ,even for a second,  anyone will like you. Ben? He will only play with your feelings. And your friend, Twila? She is using you. You arent worth anyone's time."

This got to Sam. She knew it wasn't true, Twila doesn't use people. But she knew it was possible that Ben would only play with her feelings. Sam got up and walked away, trying hard not to give what Sandra wants; to cry in front of everyone.  Sam went to the back of the school. She had to calm down or she would do something she would regret later. It's not true. And if it is, oh well. You are better than that Sam. She thought to her self over and over. She eventually got enough courage to go back in.

School was about to end. Twila really wanted to be in something she knew she would at least have a good chance in. So before the bell rang to signal the end of the day, she went to the library and signed up for the play. "Oh Twila! You're signing up? That's wonderful! " the girl behind the counter said. Twila had no idea how she knew her name but she gave a little nod to be respectful,  then headed out the door. It was pretty clear that no one else was going to sign up for the parts, the the girl behind the counter decided to write in all the names.

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The next day everyone was sitting in class, being bored because the teacher wanted to hear who was in the play.

"zzzzzhello studentzzzz," the scratchy voice came through the speaker, "we havzzzze the reszzzultszzz for the after schoolzzzz play. " Twila waited with anticipation, she signed up and didnt have an audition. The school never did auditions, they would only choose who was popular or who signed up. So if anyone one else signed up for the part in the play, she would have to deal with the defeat

"ZzzzSam aszzzz Juliet," Sam looked up confused. "ZzzzBen aszzzz Romeo," Ben stopped playing his DS3 and whispered "but I didnt sign up..." "ZzzzzzTwila aszzzz Junie," Twila smiled the biggest smile. "zzzzand Troy aszzzz Rony. That iszzz the play of the twozzzz love birdszzzz. Thezzz reszzzzt of you can findzzzz your zzzspots on the corkboard in the hallzzzz. Thank youzzzz" and with that, the principal signed off.

Sandra was furious. She knew someone had written their names down, so why didnt they write down her name? Why did the two biggest nerds of all time got the leading female parts? She glared at Sam and Twila. They must have rigged the system somehow. Sandra thought to herself. This cheered her up, as she tried to find a way to get them banned from being in the play.

Tim was angry too, but for a different reason, yet very similar. He hated the fact that Twila got a lead role. He has known her since middle school and knows she is a fantastic actress. If she did just as good as she did in middle school, he would look like the biggest loser in the school! He wasnt up for that. And that Troy kid. Oh he hated that he would be Twila's lover. Dont get me wrong, Tim absolutely HATES Twila, but he hates her being happy more than anything

Troy, on the other hand, was feeling different emotions. Not the confusion that Ben and Sam were feeling because they didnt sign up at all. Not the Happiness Twila was feeling for actually being a part of something big. No, he was feeling a bit cocky.

Troy loved the hatred and disgust on Sandra's and Tim's face. He loved it even more from Tim. Troy has wanted to hurt Tim from the first time he saw Tim bully Twila. Troy wanted to beat the living guts out of him. But he knew, as all pastas and proxys do, he couldn't kill a future pasta. He was wanted to hurt, to kill, to torture Tim. His Uncle wouldnt allow it. That didnt stop his cocky attitude. Dont worry Timothy, he thought to himself, I wont hurt you for real, but I will kill you in this play. That'll be enough satisfaction for me, Masky.

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Whew. 1151 words. It's not the best chapter I will admit that, but I like it nonetheless. I am changing the characters slightly to fill up the story a little more but....its gonna be good. Thanks for reading! And if I dont edit before the holidays, Merry Christmas!

~panda🐼