Why? // Nischa

Chapter 2

People only exist because someone got laid.

I don't entirely know why I joined the choir. I could have picked something a bit more interesting.

Like band.

Or maybe theater? I could have used my singing talents for something more cool.

But no. I chose choir.

Which means I have to go to a stupid competition in September. Something at a fair or whatever. I hate choir only because of that. I'm cool with singing but why do we have to do it in front of other people?

"It's how competition works!" Ocean said. "We sing in front of the judges so they can tell us how good we are!"

"More like how bad we are," I heard Mischa whisper behind me. I couldn't help but laugh a bit.

"Last year, we came in second place. SECOND place. When WE WERE THE ONLY CHOIR THERE."

" 'Cause Mischa didn't do shit," Penny muttered. I was glad she was actually here today because I have no one else to talk to unless Mischa thinks I'm cool or something.

He didn't respond to Penny's remark. He was still texting the mystery person everyone was dying to know.

Maybe I could put my observer skills to use and find out who the lucky person was.

"And one more thing!" Ocean exclaimed with a smile on her face. "I've decided to make a choir group chat so we can all communicate easier."

"YOU'RE ALLOWED TO HAVE A PHONE!?" Penny yelled.

"Yes, Penny, I'm allowed to. In case of emergencies of course."

"You sure your parents weren't just stoned out of their minds when they said you could have one?" Penny asked.

"Just... just shut it!" Ocean's face was a little red. Lesbian.

I don't see why we need this group chat or whatever. Why do we need to communicate outside of school?

As we left the room, we all wrote our phone numbers down on a piece of paper so Ocean could create the chat. And not 1 minute after I started walking home the texts started flooding in.

Chat: [type name here]

Ocean: Has everyone received the message?

Penny: hi

Ocean: Hi Penny.

Mischa: why the fuck am i in a random ass group chat

Ocean: Mischa, this is the one I made for the choir, remember?

Mischa: i'm high rn so idfk

Ocean: Mischa, please do not do drugs.

Mischa: i'm not actually high tho i'm joukibv
Mischa: joubki
Mischa: juking
Mischa: gjukijg
Mischa: JYKIUNG
Mischa: FUCJ
Mischa: FUDK
Mischa: FUCL
Mischa: FUCK
Mischa: joking

Penny: good job

What the actual fuck is going on.

Me: hi

Penny: OMG HIIIIIIIIIIII

Ocean: Where were you when we were first texting, Noel? Hm?

Me: jesus fucking christ am i gonna get murdered for not being here while mischa struggles to form words?

Penny: NO SWEARING ON THE CHRISTIAN MINECRAFT SERVER NOEL

Me: penny shut up that's not funny anymore

Mischa: NOEL TELLING PEOPLE TO SHUT UP ISNT KIND
Mischa: USE YOUR KIND WORDS

Me: WILL ALL OF YOU KINDLY SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I BURN DOWN A FUCKING HOUSE

Ocean: Guys! Stop creaming in the group chat!
Ocean: SCREAMING**
Ocean: I MEANT SCREAMING

Mischa: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT

Penny: OCEAN IM SORRY??

Ocean: Stop being immature! It's just a typo!

Me: yeah but you said fucking creaming ocean

Ocean: I MEANT SCREAMING.

Mischa: did yk people only exist because someone got laid

No fucking way!

Penny: no fucking shit 🤯

Mischa: it's swag isn't it

Ocean: if you guys don't stop swearing i will remove you from the chat

Mischa: fuck shit dick bitch ass cock

Ocean: THATS IT

Constance: hi guys, what did i miss?? <3

Ocean: Oh hi!! <33

Yeah fuck this. I'm just gonna walk home in peace because I could give a fuck less about what they're all doing.

They continued to text random nonsense until late at night. Ricky only sent pictures of his cats, Penny and Ocean fought (When will they just shut up and make out?), and Mischa was silent.

I'm still confused as to why he thought we didn't know that people existed because people fucked. And just as I thought everyone had quieted down, he texted another thing.

Mischa: the greeks invented sex and the romans learned you could do it with women. how gay.

Why is he like this?