it began as all bad days do: i roll out of bed, hastily put on my clothes, and refuse to eat any breakfast suggestions. i hastily get on the bus and hastily hug an old friend. i hastily pick at a cold bagel and hastily drag myself into the classroom. everything i do, i do hastily. i have to hesitate. i have to resist.
but i didn't. i didn't hesitate or resist to call out an answer. i didn't hesitate or resist to rip my poster off the wall, that was on display without my permission. i didn't hesitate or resist when i screamed at my lover to shut up. and i don't regret a thing.
i walked away. she made a pout, and hastily cleaned up her mess i yelled at her many times to clean. she hastily threw away the papers she used to clean it. she hastily walked in to mobil and bought a drink. she hastily texted me "i want to break up." she hastily broke down and cried in front of everyone.
and i was merrily eating my lunch and drinking an energy drink, merrily chatting with my friends. and i merrily checked my phone and merrily responded "i already did, were you not aware?" i had hastily broken up with her a few days before, but i suppose she didn't listen.
well as i merrily walked to the park, enjoying my ice cream with my friends, my ex lover was hastily walking to the food shop and hastily bringing her friends along.
and that, was the best day i've ever lived.
nicki (9) sat grumpily in his bed. 'it's only 8:30! why do i have to be in bed now!' he thought. he laid down, hitting his head on the backboard. "ow!" he mumbled. 'i should just try and sleep. god i wish i just woke up somewhere else! anywhere but this stupid place!' he thought, glaring at his closed eyelids. he slammed his head against his pillow and dozed off to sleep. nicki thought he heard his alarm clock ringing, so he opened his eyelids. what he opened his eyes to, however, was anything but what he expected. he opened his eyes to a fully white room, similar to that of a solitary confinement room. the emergency red lights were flashing, but there was no alarm. an impossibly tall woman in a lab coat stood towering above nicki. she offered out a hand to help him up. he didn't take it and instead lifted himself up. "i'm ///// //////// from the ///// foundation. we've discovered an anomalous room and we'd like you to participate in the investigation of it. we'd just like you to walk through the door and explore it. you'll have an audio and video reciever on you at all times. if you'd like to leave the room, you can simply say 'let me out'." the woman said slowly and carefully, and almost soothingly. "if i die, you better be at my funeral." the young boy said. "...and if you need anything, just consult /// ///////." she said, ushering nicki through the door. the moment he stepped through the door, it slammed shut behind him and the room shifted before his eyes. his vision blurred and cleared again, revealing an awfully familiar room. "mom, i told you i don't want a parrot! i want an elephant! no, i don't want a cheetah, i want an elephant!" a girl screamed. nicki stepped carefully through the hallways of the twisting and large house he just appeared in. he recognized that sentence. "and i don't want a kitty cat, i want an elephant." nicki said quietly as the girl screamed. "this is my favorite book!" nicki whispered to himself. he rounded the corner to peek at the conversation nearby. the young girl held a kn!fe in her hands and seemed to be threatening her mother, who had a b//llet wound through her forehead. the wooden floorboard creaked under nicki's feet, and the young girl turned around to face him. her entire face was missing. in place of her face, was a knife carved smile with two vertical lines for eyes. ( =) ) nicki turned back to face the mother, who also had a carved smile in her face. "this isn't how i remember it..." nicki whispered. "let me out!!" nicki yelled, when he saw the young girl hold a kn//fe up at him. //// //////// responded quickly. "engaging teleporter system... recovering and unzipping video and audio files, shutting down the emergency lights... go!" she said in the background. just as the young girl was swinging her kn//fe at him, nicki dematerialized and rematerialized in the white room he appeared in before. his audio and video gear disappeared instantaneously and he caught himself before he fell. "one more thing before i let you go... i have the book that apparently resembled the scene you just visited, and i'd like you to read through it." //// said, holding out a book to nicki. he took it and flipped through the pages. "i swear this is not the right book. the book i remember, it was a cute little argument where they were arguing over which pet they wanted! the girl wasn't st//bbing her mom!" nicki yelled in disbelief as he reread the entire story that made his childhood. he looked up at ////, who now had a carved smile face, and b//ood was pouring out of each wound. =) nicki wanted to scream. and he woke up. "that's not how i remember it." he whispered quietly.
he walked to the bathroom down the hall to take a quick walk. he locked the door behind him and stepped up to the sink. he splashed his face with water and closed his eyes. he opened his eyes, looking down at the sink. what he saw horrified him. red. so much red. red dyed the whole sink. he looked up at the mirror and screamed. =)
if only i could
be as tall as the mountains or as sturdy as wood i hope you'll believe i would if i could
i wish i wanted to get up out of bed but i don't think you'd understand my mind just feels dead
i want to be happy like the dogs and the bees but it's very clear that they are not me
i can never be happy no matter how hard i try no matter how hard i try not to cry
i wish i could do things i can't do i'd wish i had potential but i know i'd give it to you
" jeez, what are they doing now? " harper exclaimed, resting a hand on her chest. " looks like they're having a rap battle or something. " roxanne said nonchalantly. she was too busy fixing her makeup. someone flicked water in her face and ' fucked it up ', she says.
" ooh, we should join! " matthew yelped. " we? correction, you. if WE lose than we're in debt. " roxanne said, taking a pause from fixing her eyeliner to shoot matthew a dirty look. " you're in it yourself. "
" everyone calm down. just because we've all had shitty days doesn't mean we have to be dicks. " charlie said, looking up from her phone to manage the group.
the outcasts. harper, roxanne, matthew, charlie, jordan, and toby. charlie was like the big sister of the group. roxanne was like her counterpart. jordan and toby were like the middle siblings, undoubtedly. matthew and harper loved to involve themselves in everything, but roxanne was sure to stop them. roxanne doesn't fit in with anybody, so she stays with the outcasts, but she still cares about her reputation with the outcasts. she makes them look good.
they're like a big family.
" we need money, asap. " jordan chimed in, putting down their phone.
oh, and did i mention they worked with an underground mafia?
" boss is getting sick of us screwing shit up. " roxanne added, shifting her gaze to charlie. " why are you looking at me? " charlie said, peering at roxanne. " i don't know, you're like the leader of the group. " she said, looking back at her hand mirror.
" i think we have to like rob the school or some shit- " toby said, taking his earbuds out. " who robs a school? literally where's the money- " matthew said, dumbfounded. " dumb bitch we pickpocket the teachers. wouldn't they have like credits cards on them? " harper said, closing her notebook and joining the conversation.
" shit mrs. rao- " charlie said, but was cut off. " SOOO everybody how's the social studies homework coming along? " toby said loudly as a teacher walked by. " oh yeah, can anyone help me with the question about that drought- " jordan said, stalling. as the teacher walked along, a few sighs filled the groups silence.
" close one lol " matthew said. " matthew you have to stop saying text abbreviations out loud. you sound fucking stupid. " roxanne said, applying purple lipstick. matthew sighed, moving closer to toby.
" okay so tomorrow? we down to pickpocket? " roxanne says, finally snapping her hand mirror shut and tucking her purse behind her arm. " sure, what do we have to lose. " jordan sighed. " i mean, our lives, but who cares about that anymore. " charlie said, standing up. " lunch is almost over. let's meet tomorrow. " she said, grabbing her bag. " this is a big deal. if we pull this off, we're set for life. " she added, walking off.
\ next morning, front of the building //
" we ready? if we're late to class then just say there was traffic getting here. " charlie said, addressing everyone. they all nodded. " watch out for security cameras! " harper added, running in the door. roxanne groaned, fixing her blush. she was rushing this morning.
toby and matthew ran off together, oddly enough, holding hands. " young love. " jordan sighed, smiling. " meet up after school! " charlie exclaimed, jogging into the building. roxanne walked sluggishly into the building. she wasn't prepared.
\ after school //
the outcasts sat outside on the benches, far away from any people. " okay, dump em out! " charlie said, unzipping her purse and dropping a handful of about 6 cards, all with distinct color and brand. jordan and roxanne worked together, with jordan as a distraction. toby and matthew gathered what seemed to be millions of cards. harper and charlie had the least of the group.
" harper wanted to go to class and i had to keep stopping her! " charlie defended herself jokingly. they all packed up the cards and walked home. they heard police sirens out in public so they dived into the bush and ran. sticks scattered the forest floor and moss ran along trees.
" i know where we are. i can take us back to my place and we can turn in some stuff to boss to cover our debt. keep the rest for ourselves! " toby said, inciting cheers. the whole group cheered quietly and pumped their fists. they were rich.
" i guess we're set for life. "