Change of Perspective

Oblivious much?

Oh...yeah I could've.

"Smart Allie, very smart- Aye! No! I don't wanna die!" One of my hands slipped from the cord. Dangling, I try to wrap my hand around my life line again. The extra weight added to my arm caused my sweaty hand to slide.

"No! Nononono! James! James you...idiot, ga, wake up!"

Tears streamed down my face as one finger slipped, then another, another...
Why do I have to die this way? What did I do? Some being that has power over my death please I beg of yo-

"Ahhhh!"

Plop.

"Eww eww eww eww. No. No please. James! James! Idio- gah! Ohmigod I just swallowed your spit!"

I slid slowly down his tongue, saliva coating me.
Well...this is lovely.

An ear splitting blaring of beep beep beep caused me to jump, and the wonderful boy I was becoming acquainted with right now to moan.
Weirdest thing ever.

My source of light disappeared as he closed his mouth.
How long does it take to notice something in your mouth?

His tongue moved, flattening me against the roof of his mouth, saliva pooled around me as I was forced backward.

I opened my mouth to scream, but spit replaced the air.

I hug the huge muscle beneath me for all I'm worth as the spit drains away and he swallows.

All I can manage is a whimper.

"Why the hell is a slipper on my bed?"
This kid is really oblivious.

I'm thrown into his cheek as he gets up. He walks for I don't know how long, with me in his flipping mouth!

"Are you kidding me you imbecile?"

"Urg, school." Oh you poor thing, I don't know what kind of torture you must be put through there.

"Wait..."
Finally..

"Did I do my homework?"

Nothing, absolutely nothing.

"Ja-" the spit, eww eww eww, gross urg.

He yawns, and I see, a toilet.
Oh...awkward times one hundred to the one millionth power.

After...that, I hear rattling, running water, then he opens wide.

Being in someone's mouth as they brush their teeth...just...no.

But hey, he spit me out. Granted, it hurt, and I was covered in toothpaste and spit. I stand to look at him.

Wiping my face off I start yelling.

"You are a f***ing imbecile! How the hell did you not notice me in your f***ing mouth! Seriously! How f***ing stupid do you have to be to ignore a f***ing person in your d@mn mouth?" To say the least, I was angry.

And he just stood there, looking down at me, with toothpaste dripping down his chin.

"Um..." He sprayed more foamy spit on me.

If looks could kill...

"James! Bus is here!"

"$#*t" he spit out the rest of the toothpaste, on me. Grabbed me and half drowned me under the faucet. Then stuffed me into his pocket.

"I f***ing hate you."

To say the least, I. Was. Ticked.

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