I looked at my screen as I posted the video honoring Best Friends Day with my bestie Izzie.

"Is it up?" She asked, peering over my shoulder to look at my screen.

I smiled. "Yup, yup!" I showed her my screen.

She clapped her hands together. "Yay~! Now we have to win!"

We're in class right about now, last period. Everyday, the teachers go to the teachers lounge for a meeting at last period so we just sit in our home rooms and 'study'.

Not much of that is going on though. Everyone's either fucking around with the classroom stuff or is really focused about the contest.

What contest you ask?

Wait you didn't?

Did you?

If you didn't, fuck you, I'm gonna tell you anyway. If I don't, how the hell is this story supposed to progress?

Well, it's this thing these rich foreigners started last year where you have to post a video or picture of you and your best friend together.

It can be funny, cool or sweet.

Ours in particular is none.

It's just there.

I sat on my desk and crossed my legs. If we actually won, we would get two free tickets to Paris.

Random always wanted to go to Paris so I'm doing this for him. And Isabelle.

Mostly Random.

Sorry Isabella.

The bell rang indicating that another school day is completed.

Indicating? The fuck? Since when did I know big words like Indictating?

...Indicting?

In...Indicter?

Indictisy?

Ah, fuck it.

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"Ugh. It's only Monday!" I whined, slamming my locker.

It's called a locker but it doesn't lock itself.

Then why is it a locker? It should just be called a cabinet storage thing like everyone else.

Hm. That would make it normal...I fear the normal.

...

Locker it is then.

"It's not that bad!" Isabelle laughed, closing hers.

"It IS!" She just laughed again and rolled her eyes in reply.

I pouted and glared at her. "What?" She laughed out.

Izzie laughs a lot. She likes laughing at me.

Either that or she drank my Kool-Aid again. Dammit Izzie.

We waltzed out the school yard, followed by some other non-important, background characters. The sun was rolling down and setting. It's 5:00, what did you expect? School goes in at nine, comes out at five.

Anyways, not important.

We turned and walked in the opposite direction where we usually go.

Isabelle and I both stopped in front of a dark area with a blinking street light by some closed buildings near an alley.

Does that sound creepy enough?

Oh sorry, I forgot about the ominous black cat that ran from out the alley making that 'REWR!' kinda sound and knocking down EVERYTHING in its fucking path. Like chill.

"Are you sure you'll be okay on your own?" I asked half hearing myself at the moment. Kinda distracted by the cat.

I looked back at her, she nodded and flicked her wrist. "I'll be fine~! I'd let you come along but you know how it is." She shrugged and smiled.

Isabelle was on her way to see her brother, Cole. He isn't too fond of me. And I have no fucking clue why.

...

Okay, maybe I DO know but shut the fuck up. That's a story for another chapter.

Either way, me being me, I would go along with her just to piss him off but the last time I did that, he threatened to cut my head clean off.

I, particularly like my head. Keeps me company.

Sorry Random.
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She reassured me she'll text as soon as she got there so I let her go. She waved me bye as she continued to walk ahead. I waved back, walking the other direction.

Hey, it was one way or another.

Hah, see what I did there?

Cuz I didn't.

I miss my One D. Boiz T-T

It took me five minutes to come back into the lighted area when I heard an ass-clenching, ear-shattering, bitch-looking, shit stopping, fuck lover scream.

I turned my head back into the dark pit I came from.

It might've been Narwhal playing a trick on me but I swore I saw someone in the shadows watching me with a knife glistening with blood in their hand.

Wow. My describing skills though. Smooth like butter on a babies' ass.

The flickering light was kind enough to finally flicker on. When it did, no one was there.

"Hm, either that was Herobrine or that cupcake last night has me trippin' balls."

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And that, my Ice-Cubes, is my first chapter of my book.

Good luck on life.

Idk. What am I supposed to say?

I'm usually good at these but...idk what's the happs.

Aaaanyway. Hope you liked it and sorry for spelling errors.

Be Awesome and Stay Cool Icebergs~!

~this is miley2_2 signing out~