Katya Dee
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- V - The next morning Christy firmly told Sam and me that if either one of us said anything to anyone, she would kill herself. I knew that she was serious, and grudgingly agreed to keep my mouth shut. Sam did the same. Christy made up some wild story about mugging, and to my enormous surprise, everyone believed it, including Matt. On Monday morning, I drove to school, thinking about an upcoming calculus test and how I was hoping that I wouldn’t fail it. I didn’t like math in gen
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Yes, it's one of my old stories. Wa-aay old
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- IV - It took almost a month for Christy’s eyes to finally lose that haunted empty look that was making me almost nauseous with fear. I was seriously afraid that she’d try something drastic. Alex kept trying to get her back, and she wouldn’t even look at him. He talked to me almost fifteen times, and every single time I was restraining myself from beating him into bloody pulp. He sobbed, he begged, he stood on his knees, and finally, I told him to get the hell out and to st
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- III - I was amazed when by spring break, I almost didn’t think of Alex anymore. I was falling head over heels for Sam, and at first, I was torturing myself about it again – I guess I am masochistic or something – thinking that Sam probably didn’t feel the same way as I did, and that I was getting myself into yet another devastating pit of feelings. And then one of those days, Sam looked at me and rolled his eyes. “Jesus,” he grumbled. “Jake, will you please stop doing this to y
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- II - It was mid-February, and the weather was unbelievably warm. It was a Saturday, and I had a day off. Usually, I would call my work and ask if anyone needed me to cover their shift or if I could do overtime, since I wanted to work as much as I possibly could because it took my mind off things. Today, however, I felt like just being lazy. I slept almost until eleven in the morning, and when I woke up, I felt like I was reborn. After breakfast, I called Christy to see if she w
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Anything by Tiny Tim ><
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/cue ominous music
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Oh, there were fireworks
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PART II - I - It’s been more than two months since Amber hung herself, and my numbness finally started to disappear. I was thinking of following Amber’s example for two or so weeks after her funeral, and I was so serious about it that it scared me. So I started drawing even more than I used to. I would go to school, go to work, and I would feel like I was on an autopilot, as if I was doing everything because someone programmed me. But then I would come back home and start dra
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Well, Jake did make a hell of a mistake, but I wouldn't call him a horrible person...
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- X - I knew that I had to tell Christy about my insane feeling for Alex because I figured Amber would tell her sooner or later. There is no greater fury than a woman scorned, right? So after I talked to Sam that morning, I called Christy, trying to figure out what to say and how to say it. “We need to talk,” was all I could come up with after her cheerful ‘Hello!’ “Wanna come over?” she asked. “I really don’t want to drive anywhere... I am still bloated after all the food
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1. Dunno. 2. Dunno. 3. Well, actually... Dunno.
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"Is this Christie's brother or just a coincidence?" Brother's name is Matt 😊 PS. Boo, quoting didn't work for some reason. Captain Manual to the rescue!
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- IX - I moved in with Sam at the end of the first week of November, and I loved the feeling of living by myself. I was looking forward to finally graduating in late May, so I would finally be able to work full-time. Sam kept asking me about my plans for college, but I honestly told him that I didn’t have any. “I’ll probably work at that store until the day I die,” I shrugged. Sam hemmed and lit a cigarette. “Well,” he said. “You draw really well. Have you considered a
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- VIII - I was right. They made up on Friday of that week, and I almost started praying again when I became so depressed that nothing mattered anymore. Amber was wondering why I was so moody lately, and I kept telling her that it was because of the huge loads of homework, and the fact that I was trying to get more hours at work. It was almost the end of October and I got pretty good about the whole sex thing. Amber couldn’t believe how long I could last now, and I just smirked bitterl
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- VII - The next day I was almost dozing off during history class when the bell finally rang. I yawned and shoved my book into my backpack. “Jake...” I turned my head and felt like someone just knocked all air out of me. It was Alex who called my name. “Hey,” I muttered, feeling like a complete idiot. I couldn’t even look him in the eyes. Even after Christy was such a mess, I couldn’t stop loving this guy. I hated myself. He misinterpreted my uncomfortable shifting
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- VI- By the end of next week, I got a job that Matt found for me, and I was insanely happy. “You have no idea what it feels like,” I said to Christy on Friday night after I hung up the phone. “It’s like... I don’t know... It’s awesome! I’ll be making my own money, Chris!” “Sweet,” she nodded, scrubbing the bottom of the ice-cream box with her spoon. “When you get your first paycheck, we’ll need to celebrate.” “Oh, we will,” I promised. Finally, she sighed and put
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I guess a punch bowl was based on my own habits. And I used my punch bowl for soup a few times (don't ask 🤦♀️). I like the pitcher idea much better! Gonna change that 😁
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- V - “Christy, I have no idea how to do this,” I sighed on Saturday morning. “I mean, do I pick her up or what?” Christy was munching on a granola bar. “Well,” she said with her mouthful. “Picking her up would be nice, but you don’t have a car.” “So what do I do?” This was confusing. Christy looked thoughtful for a few seconds. “Alex is going to pick me up,” she said finally. “And then we can go and get Amber, how’s that?” “Sure,” I said uncomfortably. “
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The usual: "I fell," "I ran into the door in the dark," "I slipped & fell in the shower, and then the door fell on me..."
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To be honest, fruit punch was the first thing that jumped to my mind. I guess they just wanted fruit punch LOL
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I had no idea, so I Googled (lol). There is a character with the same name on Transferred To Bullworth, and then there was also some game. As I said -- I had no idea, internet is educational 😁
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- IV - The next day I felt beyond weird. I couldn’t believe the amazing feeling of freedom that kept washing over me in sweet, almost nauseating waves. Christy and I walked home after school, and when we got to the front door of my house, I stopped and took a deep breath. I stood still for almost five minutes, trying to calm myself down, but my hands kept shaking every time I would think of my father. Today he wasn’t home and I was beyond grateful for that. “Okay, come on,” I breat
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