The Malicious Myra Dough

Ch.1- Morning

I squinted my eyes as the bright light from my phone alarm illuminated my room, the sound of 

the classic Mario bros theme filling the air and growing increasingly louder. I sat up, grabbed my 

glasses, and hit dismiss on the alarm. 

"Let's get this shit over with", I groaned whilst beginning my walk to the bathroom. 

I opened my door, which let out it's usual horror movie squeak, always a pleasure to hear in a 

dimly lit area first thing in the morning. The hallway sported it's usual cluttering of photos and 

knickknacks and other crap that my mom insists would look great in it. The tall mirror posted on

the wall  revealing my mess of a body, frizzed up hair, saggy pajamas bottoms, a black stretched 

out wife beater, and tattered panda slippers. I inched towards the mirror, my purple eyes looking

darker due to the  lighting, I'm not opposed to the darker color, but I prefer the classic.

I put my glasses on and continued my walk. I stopped at my parent's room, now just my mom's 

room, and pressed my ear against it, I could hear her sobbing again, this is the 12th morning in a 

row; almost a new record. Since Dad died last year, this act has become a common ritual, I listen 

in to check on her, she cries and sobs, I get dressed, she cooks breakfast and acts like everything 

is fine, she gives me a kiss, heads off to work, then I fuck around till 6:50 and run to the bus stop. 

"Myra, get dressed and get out, if I'm late to work because you can't get the molasses out of your ass, I'm gonna burn you at the stake". 

"Dear God, please tell me you did not just make a burning at the stake joke", I replied while popping a zit on my forehead. 

"When you pay a bill, you can make terrible jokes about the murdering of our people". 

"Bet." 

I finished getting dressed and decided to check my phone, 2 notifications, 1 from the weather 

app, and the other from Tyler, my confidante, my main amigo, my best friend. 

"Hey Myra, guess what I heard?"

"What's the tea? And for the love of God don't say "No, you have to guess," it's too early in the morning to tick me off"

"I heard that Avah Davis smashed Gloria Charlie's Boyfriend"

"That's it?"

"Nope, there's more. There's been a screenshot going around of a snapchat argument they had, here take a look"

The screenshot showed a back and forth of name calling, some fuck you's here and there, ooh 

and Avah called Gloria a skank, love the throwback, and the cherry on top, the threat of a fight 

scheduled for today after 1st period.

"Do you think they're gonna fight today? Also why the hell is the fight gonna be after 1st period and not before?"

"Myra, your guess is as good as mine. And yeah, they're gonna fight, neither are witches so I doubt it'll be anything super crazy, but still worth the watch, I'm sure we'll get enjoyment out of it".

"Any Bets?"

"15 bucks says Avah wins and another 5 that Gloria pulls her hair first".