The Living Dead

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Next Morning

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Next Morning

I overslept. No news to me since I was out digging up graves all night! I practically ran to school, missing first period. But hey, I made it. I spent the whole day thinking why in the hell my dad pretended to die, in front of us. What was it for? Why did he do it? Then the bell rang for lunch. I got my lunch with Ruby.

"Find anything last night?" He asked as he grabbed a juice.

"His body wasn't there. Just a plain gnome." I sighed.

"You mean he's alive?" I gave him a look.

"No Ruby, i think he just decided to stop playing dead and took a walk."

"Amor, you look cute when you get angry but-"

"Sorry. I'm just wondering why now? Why cant he just come home?" I said as we paid for our lunches and met up with the crew.

"Hopefully we'll find the answers soon." I tripped over, falling face first into my food. I looked up. Purple, 19th street girls. I clenched my jaw.

"Oops."

"Better be careful diabla." One them sticks their tongue out. Ruby helped me up, i looked at them as they walked away laughing.

"Here." He passed me some napkins. I wiped off the pie that was on my face. "Here, i can pay for your food." I grabbed Rubys arm, stopping him from reaching his wallet.

"Its fine, im not hungry anyways." I hated those girls. I clenched my fist as I went to throw away my pie. Whats their problem. How did they know about diabla? We walked outside and saw that the crew was sitting with Jasmine.

"Jasmine, the reason we're acting so cagey is because this situation is life or death!" Ruby and I sat down.

"Theres a ticking clock." Ruby adds in.

"You got a prophet too?" Jamal asks him.

"No, but my folks are underwater financially." I looked at him. I head his hand, making him look at me. "I need this payout sooner than later, so we gotta move, and we gotta move fast."

"Baby, I'm so sorry." I rubbed his arm.

"Im sorry too, boo, but that it ain't my problem." Jasmine tells him. I looked at her. "So either talk or walk cause there's only 20 minutes left of lunch, and I got reaction videos to make." She looks at herself in her phone. I frowned, for what?

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