Author: Cee

I can’t remember why I did it, but I tgave myself a fake mahawk like my radia flier, and went to ym old highschool. I just walked around, not talking to anyone. I went to the bathroom, whihmr barton r whoever he was was guarding at his litttle teachers post. He didn’t see me I guess, and I wet my hair to make it look better. I walked around some more and eventually ran into adam cook, I told him the hair was fake and that making fun of his hair wasn’t actually the intent. he said he cuold tell it was fake, and then we walked away. I headed outt, and for some reason needed to pass through the kitchen to leave- barton saw me and followed me to the door on he other side. I walked over to the opposite side, and pushed my way through the small 4-door space that there was. he saw me, and chased after me looking pretty pisssed. After he gave up chasnig me, I came back over to see what he would do- calling him a pussy now, since he wouldn’t bully me like he used to.

I ran to a toilet in a large room with a stomach ache. It didn’t have walls around it, i ddont’ think. Rory was behind me, and went into a stall as I started making the most horrible sounds as shit sprayed from my ass. When we both got out, I apologized and explained that I didn’t know how I got his girlfriends sweater (actually, it’smy girlfriends). Later on, they both came to hang out, and his Jessica was teasing me about the poop earlier.

I woke up with an awful stomach ache, and sat on the toilet for around 20 minutes beforec oming back upstairs and having difficulty falling back asleep from the pain.

There was a massize cold streak, and we lost power early in the mornig. I woke up at 9 in the morning and realised my class was in session, or atleast wassupposed to be. i went back to sleep. power ended up having been out for about 23 hours in afew places.

We were at what was supposed to e Jessicas palce, although it didn’t look like it at all. We were in the tv room, laying on the couch. She toook my shirt and pants off, and began taking hers off as well, quickly pulling her shirt back on when her brother peeked in. We kicked him out, and then put on a mix tape she had made I forget what was on it, but it was pretty good. We were just laying in bed talking. It was a sunday night, with school in the morning, and I wanted to know when we’d have to get up. Then alll of a sudden, there was noise silke a large splash on thecouch, and I felt wet. I asked what that was- if she just peed, and she shamelessly said yes, and held mme as we went to sleep.