Alaska's P.O.V.
I stare through the glass, watching as they react to what I just said. I can't hear them, the glass has been soundproofed in a way that allows the others to hear everything Sierra and I say, but we can't hear anyone other than ourselves. I look at Sierra through the corner of my eye. She is panicking, probably figuring out why the others are acting the way they are. I can see Charity, her back slumping, her mouth and eyes wide open in shock. Her hands are shaking. There is Brodie and April. I have always envied their athletic abilities, more than anyone could ever know. My hand unconsciously reaches up and I twirl a finger in my hair. They had all asked why I dyed it purple. Li covered for me, blaming her natural curiosity, but in truth I felt like maybe I would be happier if my hair was a happy colour. It didn't really change anything, and I can't believe it took me this long to realise I was happy. My life was worth something, meaningful, when I was with my friends. I look at Victoria, cradling the stump where her hand once was. I tried to save her, truly I did. For the first time in forever I felt alive again; brave and strong enough to do what had to be done. I hope she survives this. I hope they all do. Finally, I look at Li. That strong beautiful girl. She was always there, even when I felt like I had no one. She was the greatest friend I could've asked for. A small smile finally breaks through and I stand up straighter. It's time to say goodbye.
A/N; I just want to say a huge thank you to @teenage_waste who helped me make this perfect. Alaska is her character, and I want to thank her for all of her contributions to the story. As always, stay awesome, AND DON'T FORGET TO VOTE!!!!!! :)
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