Strung

That Bitch, The Diary and The Tenements

Girl's Dorm
5:00 pm

I come back to the girl's dorm and the first thing I hear is about Mandy taking Beatrice's shit and she had her diary snatched from her in class. When will life quit fucking with her?

"Beatrice, don't worry. I'll get your things back. We're friends and this is what friends are for. You've saved my ass and I'll save yours." The girls are downstairs watching a movie and eating popcorn. Bea and I are upstairs talking. "While I'm gone. Would you mind watching Miles, for me? And please keep him away from Mandy and salt. She's been threatening to assault him. Get it? Salt? Assault. But if she does anything, I'm beating that bitch to a bloody pulp." I put on my glasses and went to the attic for the window exit.

Gymnasium
5:15 pm

When I entered the gym I saw all the clique leaders and their rats running, around the court except for the nerds. They weren't present at the moment. As I walked by the row of leaders, I was greeted by them and they're trusted, left-hand men. "Hiya Petra!" Johnny and Vance ran by me, with large smiles on their faces. "Commoners quit talking with our queen." Derby and Gord waved at me. I rolled my eyes. The cheer squad is here too. Mr. Burton is watching them as they jump and flip in front of him, probably thinking of getting off to them later.

Sick creep. I see the way those shorts are getting right. "Who are you calling your queen, rich boy?" Followed by Greaser on top of Prep on top of Greaser, the non-clique kids showed up. "More waving and smiling. Is this some twisted up all boy harem, that I'm falling into? I'm starting to miss girls now." I mumbled. I should hurry up before their little dance and run ends.

"How I unlock this piece of shit." Sounds like a boy is in here. I wonder who that could be. Jimmy poked his head up from the lockers and jumped into a trash can. "Hey, Hopkins. It's me. I know you have one of those stink bombs on you. Lend me one." Jimmy popped out the trash and handed me one. "Now go watch the exit, I can't afford a locker room brawl right now." I successfully unlocked Mandy's locked after eight short and effortless tries. I took back Beatrice's notes and planted a stink bomb in there.

"Ew, what are you doing at the door, pervert? Shut up and get out the way." I walked away casually and laughed as soon as I got out. "What the he-." Mandy's words were cut off with the sound of very loud coughing and vomiting. Christy came by and blew a kiss to Jimmy. "Ugh. Mandy's making herself sick in the toilet again!!" Oh, then we helped her with her vomiting for the day. I high-fived Jimmy and told him about the diary thing. "I'll cause a distraction and you'll watch out for the teachers and prefects." Good. I'm sick of busting my back on poles and ramps. My body isn't built for parkour anymore.

5:35 pm
Second Floor

I'm walking around the halls and watching for teachers. Mr. Luntz comes by to ask me something. "Rather tall and packed, child. May I ask, why are you walking around?" Did he say I'm packing? Ooh, the janitor is lacking. "Oh! Mr. Luntz, how are you? You look really nice today." As creepy looking he may look, I think he's a pretty nutty guy. Even if he whispers weird things about tying up students with chains in the basement or Mr. Crabblesnitch being completely unaware of the crazy shit, he's doing. "Don't patronize me, child! Answer my question, why are you walking around here?" "I was looking for something. *That's it!* I lost my notebook and I'm trying to find it."

"Alright then, child. Continue on, but don't make any messes you can't clean up! My job is already hard enough with you little brats running around." He storms off into the Janitor's closet. I walk around the corridor a few more times and Jimmy walks out of the staff room. I ran to him and took the diary. Jimmy looks a little disturbed. "James, are you alright? Did something happen there?" I looked down at the diary and saw the lock was broken in. "Don't tell me. I can't believe you read it." Does that take him so long? I peeked at a few pages and found one that was specifically about me. "You're barking at me for reading it? Look what you're doing!" "Does it matter? Let's just go."