"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble.
Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my l...
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"You might be a comet, but your hair is the fucking galaxy."
- Amber Marigold
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"I... I did something useful," is the first thing I say after I push Xavier off his feat and I turn to my friends.
Blakey looks astonished and Amber's smile is so bright I feel like it'll be daytime any moment. Like the sun doesn't rise because the earth evolves around it, but rather because Amber is here and the sun is evolving around her.
My own smile stretches and I feel so happy for actually managing to do something for once.
To not be the stupid young kid that every yells at to go away. I matter. I can save my friends. I can make Amber smile. I can have the best hair. I can... I can...
I can feel something wet and sticky crawling down my neck.
Slowly, my smile disappears as I feel behind my head.
It doesn't even feel like my own body when I touch the wet, warm hole at the bottom of my head.
What is that? I think to myself. That's not normal. That shouldn't be there. Unless... Unless my new shampoo is a sham.
I bring my hand back and I can't believe how dark the red is that's stained onto my fingers.
Liam, I think to myself. Liam put red dye into my shampoo again! Huh, like I'd want to look like Calvin!
But then I start to feel it.
The light weight. How a warm, sticky liquid is running through the back of my suit. How gross it feels, but also how little I start to feel. My fingers are completely numb when I look back at Blakey and Amber again.
I... I got s-shot, I realize.
"I... I wasn't expecting that..." I admit before my legs can't hold me anymore.
Everything else becomes a blur.
It's like I'm here, but I'm not here. I'm still in my own body, yet it feels like my mind is watching everything from above. This feel like a bad dream from which I'll wake any moment.
