Only Way Out

Chapter 6 the midnight school squad

It's been 3 years since that incident with sal's dad. I'm 16 now and sal is 19. Sal's dad ended up leaving and giving Him rent money when he needed it. Sal got a job Midnight Karma. It's a retro looking restaurant with a dinner and a show. There's a dress requirement though. It's that you have to be masked or you can't get in. I love it because it makes me feel at home. Another cool thing about it is that during the show, the audience picks out what happens with just a click of a button. If enough votes goes through then the actors have to do just that. It's cute. The best part about it all is that not only does the audience have to wear masks but everyone who is there actors waiters managers etc also has to wear a mask. I don't feel left out whatsoever. In fact, I really really feel at home. So does sal I think. He's a waiter there so he doesn't really go for the acting but he does like to fuck with the actors now and then. He'll grab extra buttons and press what he wants for them. I'm surprised he's hasn't gotten fired yet. I got a vip pass from this place so I get whatever seat I want and I get to have objects to throw towards the stage. It's quite fun. The only thing that's not fun. Is the food. At least the noodles. Sal and I are very suspicious about them. So are a few other members who work there. These members are great. One of them is named maple. Maple is a semi tall Hawaiian 17 year old girl. She has grey hair which is usually in a pony tail most of the time. Sometimes it's in a bun. She has two different color eyes which amazes me. I have a glass eye that can change colors so I guess I'm kinda the same. Her eyes are gold and blue. She's beautiful. She's kinda like a mother figure to all of us. She loves writing the scripts and, well, she loves all of us. Her best friend is named chug. He doesn't really work there but he does come every now and then to investigate the noodles. Chug is a shorter heavier set Jewish guy with short green hair. He wears glasses do to his farsightedness. He's a huge dork. He lives in our apartment on the second floor I believe. He's always asking me if I wanna come and try out a new video game or experiment of his. Which I usually do of course. One day when I was at his place I told him about the ghost in the apartment and how I could contact them with my gear boy. His face instantly lit up. He asked me if he could borrow it. I agreed and he grabbed it. A few minutes after he grabbed it, he gave it back to me and it looked totally new and cool. It was as if I could hold it like a metal detector. Except I guess it was a ghost one instead. Regardless I loved it! Him sal and I always hang out after school and stuff. I hated school. It was 4 hours a day waisted. 4 hours because well I was kinda home bound. You see I'm sick as hell. Not only do I take medication for my mental illness but for my physical illnesses to. It's not that big of a deal I guess. I have a lung disease that's not curable unless I get a transplant which nobody can afford or really wants. Plus it probably won't do a thing so it's useless. I also have chairi malformation, A condition in which brain tissue extends into the spinal canal. It basically causes migraines, twitches, somewhat seizures, abdominal pain and many more symptoms. It is curable but only with surgery which is very risky. I was scared about doing it but I did it. It caused a horrible migraine that lasted a few weeks. Every time I moved I would either puke, spasm, pass out, or have a mini seizure. It was bad but I'm much better now and I think it was worth it. In some ways I guess. Those migraines before and after surgery cause my abdominal migraines to act up. Those things cause me to puking horribly and having horrible abdominal pain that would last for hours. This causes me to get dehydrated. The dehydration caused my POTS to be shit. POTS is when your blood pressure is low and your heart rate is high or vise versa. I have to have a bunch of salt to help me but I also have to have a bunch of water. Pretty much a balance of water and salt. Which is hard to keep up. The problem with POTS is that I pass out and have seizures often. It doesn't help me with my Ehlers Danlos syndrome.... that is where my joints are deteriorating and I'm hyper mobile in a bunch of areas. I can freak a bunch of people out with that which is cool I guess. However doing a "trick" can result in getting my bones out of socket sometimes which hurts. Sometimes my joints lock up and I can't walk or move. Basically my life sucks ass and I'm a medical time bomb who's dying. Anyway during those hours I am at school I pretty much wanna kill myself. I have art first hour which isn't so bad. I mean my artistic skills kinda put me ahead of the class I guess. I don't wanna brag or anything but my art is kinda better than everyone else's. Even the teachers to be honest. Anyway next is math class. I fucking hate that damn class. It's hard and it doesn't make any sense. There's also a bunch of jackasses in there who like to make fun of me. Jackasses like Ashley...she doesn't give two fucks about anybody other than herself. Yet I still feel as if there's something good in her. Something that nobody els sees. I don't know, I guess I just try to see the good in everyone I can... Ash taller than me but shorter than sal except she's really buff. I guess she works out a lot. She has a bob haircut which consist of strait brown hair. She also has pink eyes and I think she has vitiligo, but she keeps her head down a lot and wears clothes that cover her body so it's hard to tell. She always wears gloves and this army jacket. It's really old like 80s old. I think it's her dad's. Maybe I should talk to her one day. Just to see what's bothering her...Anyway after math is English. I like English I guess. The teacher is a religious guy, more religious than a friend of mine, but he's understanding. He doesn't care if you are strait gay trans or anything els. He takes second chances and will basically takes pity on his students. After English is biology 2. Which is pretty much an anatomy class. It's funny when we talk about the reproduction system. Almost everyone I know gets embarrassed. It's great! After that class is my favorite hour. Lunch!!! There I get to be with my friends. No my family. Yeah. My real family.....The members consist of chug, maple, Neil, Todd, Sal, Travis and I. I think you already met chug and maple. My two loving friends who take care of us. However I don't think you've met Todd Neil and Travis. Todd is that kind of kid who loves to get high. All the time. He's sweet really and probably one of the funniest guys I know but, he's got a problem. He doesn't smoke in front of me because he knows about boundaries but it doesn't stop him from getting high off of anything. I can't really talk shit though. Whenever I'm having a bad day I usually go to his place and get a little high with him on weed brownies. It relaxes your mind and lets you get out some things you need to say. Todd is a ginger shit. He's got the curliest orange locks I've ever seen. He likes to semi hide them in his green cap. He's kinda like Kyle from South Park, one of his favorite shows might I add. I honestly think Todd is sick. He's never really talked about it but I've seen bloody tissues beside him before. Maybe I should ask one day. Regardless of that Todd is extremely gay not travis gay but pretty damn gay. His boyfriend Neil is pretty much the opposite of him. He's a rebel child  but also the dad of the group if you wanna put it like that. He's got a few piercings, and tattoos. He wears a long leather jacket with a navy blue polo shirt. He also has a choker collar on his neck. I don't blame him for looking like this though. His adoptive parents aren't really fond of him. They're very racist and homophobic so his life is kinda a mess. However they are rich and they did give him a bunch of money even if they kick him out every now and then. He tries to stay at Todd's house the best he can. He's a real sweetheart though making sure we're alive and packing food for us when we need it. All in all he's an amazing guy. Travis though. Oh my god Travis. If Sal wasn't there then Travis would be my best friend. Yes he's very religious with his Christian shit but goddam he's great. Always making the funniest jokes and talking gossip about the kids at his church. He picks out a lot of my skirts and even gives advice about make up. Something I'd never wear but still nice to talk about I guess. He's always drinking Diet Pepsi and calling everyone Ruler. He's a weirdo but an amazing weirdo. Sal sometimes seems a little jealous of him. But as if I'd replace sal with Travis. Travis is like a weird gay brother to me while sal...he's...he's different. I'm not sure what it is about him but it's almost as if I wanna kiss him and hug him. Is that a bad thing? To wanna kiss your best friend?