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- ALL CHARACTERS AREN'T
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7:03 in the morning, I woke up feeling as if my small intestine was wrapped around my neck. It's the 1st of December, my birthday, and all i can think about is that freakishly red giant pimple in the middle of my forehead. I needed to clear my mind, school was due in about an hour, and im still wearing my red boxers and gray ripped socks. I, Alex Reigns, have no fucking clue of whats going on. Mom's still asleep, Mary's still beat up from Rachel Bloom's party last night, and my dad's nowhere to be found, it's been like this for 16 years;and still counting. The only good thing about my life is my best friend Joe, he's more than a friend. His honey brown eyes and hilariously idiotic personality makes it so easy to fall in love with him.
To be his friend of course. We met since we were 5. He used to share his meals with me and i, of course, would share too. My pencils and answers only. My mom didn't have enough money to support both me and my sister. That all changed, though, when she got promoted to being head chef at her infamous restaurant. Fine Dinning. That's literally what it's called. Yeah i know.
Anyways back to the present, i hurried to take a quick shower because i stinked of cigarettes. Knocking down the shower curtain, i changed into a plain white shirt, black jeans, wore my favorite red jacket, and broke a lamp after i was done. "I am the queen of disaster" I said to myself. I woke my whole household up after what i've done, but that didn't stop me from enjoying my cereal. "for the love of god alex stop breaking things and get your ass some new clothes" was the first thing dear sister Mary said when she woke up. It was 7:39 and i'm still home so i panicked, kissed my mom on her forehead and just rushed right out of the house only to remember i forgot my bag. 10 minutes pass by and i got my bag, i'm riding my 7 year old black rugged bike, my ass feels like it's burning, and i got a calculus exam waiting for me.
Best birthday ever i must say. Certainly better than last year's birthday. Joey fell on the cake and i puked on the neighbor's dog. I finally made it to school but my lungs feel deflated, im not built like joey im much slimmer and taller but at least i got cute green eyes right? "Mr. Reigns what took you so long?! Grab a seat and get going with the exam. Wouldn't wanna fail now huh" said professor Stevens.
I was pretty surprised for knowing that Joe didn't come to school. He's the smartest guy in the whole school. Sometimes i wonder why would he hang out with a sadsack like me.
The bell rang, class dismissed. It was break time and i rode my busky bicycle to visit Joey. I needed to know if he's okay. Thank god Mrs. Norman trusts me to the point where she gave me a key to their house. I barged in only to see my best friend's naked tat asleep.
Waking him up like a civilized human was no option of mine, so i got a glass of ice water and just poured it on him. He didnt wake up though. He didnt even budge. "Huh, thats weird" i thought to myself. Joey is a light sleeper and should've already hung me by my underpants from his anger. Mrs. Norman was probably at work and neither of joey's brothers were home. Joe kept muttering random words that i couldnt quite get the grasp of. "November. Indiana. Romeo. Victor. Alpha. November. Alpha."
What the hell does that mean?
