Life at Culver Creek was never quite the same without Alaska Young, it even hit The Eagle hard.. Then again, as I said earlier, life still goes on. Nothing's really changed, The Colonel's still short, Lara's still single and me? Well I'm just the same old Pudge.
I'm lying on my bed dreaming, but all my thoughts are fuzzy. At this moment in time I don't give a fuck about the world around me. I'm to caught up in daydreaming that I'd not even heard The Colonel calling my name.
"Pudge! Pudge! Snap out of it Pudge come on!"
Finally I heard him and came back into the real world.
"W-what?!" I replied dazed.
"Finally, you comin'?" He answered
"Where?" I questioned
"Cafeteria. We have no bufreidos left." He replied.
"Okay. Just gimme two minutes to get ready"
"Okay Pudge"
I got ready, pretty much by sticking a pair of shorts on, a plain tee and black converse. I then lugged myself down to the cafeteria where The Colonel was waiting. We grabbed a tray each and got our bufreidos. Walked back to room 43 and ate. About half an hour later, I was half asleep on the couch watching The Colonel play Decapitation on the PlayStation.
I woke up to hearing three quick knocks.
"Come in!" I yelled. Of course it was The Eagle. Who else could it have been? He slipped in the room and stood in a very straight posture. He spoke gently and softly towards us.
"I'd just like to inform you someone new is joining Culver Creek, and they will be staying in Alaska's room. So if you would like to remove any personal items out of room 48, please do so by 10pm tonight. That is all..." And then he left.
"Wanna go now?" I asked. He replied,
"Yeah. Why not" before opening the fridge and taking a big swig of ambrosia.
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Looking For Alaska Sequel
FanfictionThis is a sequel to looking for Alaska. read or don't your choice.
