Surprisingly, I'm not hungry. Not very surprising. I used to starve myself in middle school. My friends got me to stop. My friends... Stop thinking about them. You have your own problems to think about. Just get to a booth to sit down in. I inch my way towards one of the booths. It's just a few feet away. I run/wobble and collapse in it.
"AND SHE SPRINTS TO THE FINISH!!" Who's being so loud. I look. It's Kobra. I smirk at him.
"Well, look who it is. It's Little Red Jacket-hood. Qué quieres, chika?" Yes. I know Spanish. I AM Mexican after all. He sat down across from me in the booth.
"I just never got to thank you for saving me yesterday." I smiled. I winked at him and gave him a thumbs up.
"Usted no tiene que darme las gracias." (You don't need to thank me) I like speaking in Spanish. It confuses people. Well, most. He gave me a weird look.
"Stop speaking in Spanish! It confuses me!"
"Koneshno!" (Russian- I have a Russian friend that teaches me.'Sure') He sighs. "You said to stop speaking Spanish. That was Russian. My friend used to teach me." I gazed outside of one of the windows. "It's night already." There was not an ounce of surprise in my voice.
"Yeah. You've been sleeping the entire day, just like a vampire would," he said teasingly. I smiled though his comment made me sad.
"Before the fires, I had this friend. He was like my only guy friend. my friends and I would always acuse him of being a vampire." I smiled as I said this. "We said that his bracelet was a magical charm that protected him from the sun and controlled his blood hunger. Once he took it off in the sun, and that's why he's black." I chuckled a little. "The sun would always burn me, and I would always complain about it. He acused me of a vampire. I would always say 'it takes one to know one.' We would laugh. Life was so easy back then. Believing in false things. I never even asked him if he had any problems. I just made him carry my burdens." A tear came down my face. Stupid tears. I wiped it away angrily.
"Star." I could hear the sorrow in his voice. "Star. You need to move on. Think about the future. Don't dwell on the past." This made me angry, but I just couldn't yell at him. He's just trying to help.
"Kobra. I AM a kid from yesterday. Yesterday is the past!" I layed my head on the table. "I miss the past." For some reason, that reminded of a quote that Dr.Suess once said. "Don't be sad that it's over. Be happy that it happened to you." Or something like that. We'll carry on! What? Welcome to the Black Parade? Wow. That's so old... Another tear went down my face. I sighed and lifted up my head.
"Are you better now?" He asked me. I smiled.
"Do you even have to ask? I always get better. I guess I just needed to get that off my chest." I wiped both of my eyes. "Now don't tell anyone about this. I will get you back!" We both laughed. "Also, just for the record. I will never lie about Bl/Ind unless my life depends on it. Just wanted to tell you, so that this little fiasco doesn't happen again." I yawned. "Good night." I stood up. There wasn't as much pain, but it was still there. I'll just have to fight through it. I walked toward the door, just a little slowler than I would usually walk.
"Where are you going?" I looked at him.
"I'm still not sleeping here." He looked hurt. "It's not because I don't trust you guys, but I like sleeping where I do."
"Where DO you sleep?" I smiled and winked as I walked out the door.
"None of your business." I walked the side of the diner again until I found the window. I took a deep breath and let it out shakily. I can do this. I put my leg on the sill and pulled myself up. Pain! I made a small whimpering noise. i stopped myself when I heard myself make the noise. No. No Noise. I can do this. I felt hands on my waist. "Whaa-" I let go of the wall for a second and started falling back, but I latched onto the wall again. I looked down. Show. "Let go of me, Pony Boy."
"It's dangerous up there."
"One of the benefits of being a killjoy! And... Kobra sent you. Didn't he?" Show smiled and nodded. "C'mon. Let go. Come up here." I heard him sigh. His hands let go, but they lingered on my waist still, just for a moment. I continued climbing up. I bit my bottom lip until I made it to the top. I then crawled up to my little spot. Not too long later, Show was up here.
"So this is where you sleep at night?" I nodded.
"Yep. Pretty much!" I layed on my back looking up at the stars.
"Why don't you sleep inside, where it's warm?" I closed my eyes.
"Because, when I leave, if I'm too used to warmth and people helping me, I won't be able to survive. Also, it's beautiful up here."
"How can you say that when your eyes are closed?" He whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes and look at him. I pushed him away.
"Too close! How old are you anyway?" He smirked at my comment.
"Seventeen. Why? You interested?" He waggled his eyebrows at me. I laughed.
"No, but you are. You're four years older than me." He blushed a little.
"Well, soon to be five years. I'm eighteen in a few weeks."
"You DO know that in a few weeks, you could possibly become a pedo, right?" He laughed. It was my turn to waggle my eyebrows. After that, I yawned. "Don't answer that. I would love to keep chatting, but I'm really tired. So if you could..." I made a shooing motion. He rolled his eyes and started making his way back to the ground. "If you tell anyone I sleep up here, I'm going to have to get you."
"Whatever!" I heard him land onto the ground. Well, now that he's gone, I guess I can finally get some... sleep.
It's so warm... hot. It's hot! I'm suffocating! Something's covering my body. Why am I laying down? I need to get uot of this... THING! I started trying to push it off. It won't get off me! I started tossing and turning. I guess I tossed too much because then I started to fall. I let out a squeal. I landed on hardwood floor. I moaned in pain. I landed on my back. The thing that was covering me was a blanket. It fell off me when I hit the ground. Who's bright idea was it to bring me here? I'm in a room. Show! I'm in Show's room, and Show must've brought me here. I got tangled up in the blanket. I sighed.
"Show! Come here! Or anyone else who can hear me!" I can't get out of these blankets. I keep getting more and more tied in the blankets. I heared someone coming. Sounds like Party. The door opened and just like I predicted, Party came in. "A little help here?" He smiled and walked toward me.
"Mhmmm. Sure I can help you, buuuuut I won't."
"WHAT?!?!" He lifted me up, blanket and all. He carried me out to the diner where everyone was. I was kicking and squirming. "Let go of me! Party!" Everyone saw me and started laughing. "GUYS!!!" Talk about embaressing. I couldn't help but smile. "Guys!" Party started laughing so hard, I started slipping from his arms. "Party! Stop laughing! I'm going to- AAGGHH!!" He dropped me. For some reason, this made them laugh harder. I sighed. I guess I'm not getting help from the guys. Ok. Let's see. Can I wiggle-move? Maybe, I can move like a caterpiller. I rolled onto my stomach and started heading toward a booth. "Dudes! I'm injured! C'mon now!" I continued trying to drag myself across the floor. I moved like five inches. "I give up!" I rolled onto my back. The laughing was dying down.
"Ok. I should probably help you now," Show said.
"Thank you!" I heard the rest of the guys saying things like 'Aww. So cute!' and 'Taking all the fun outta it!'
"But I won't!" They all burst out laughing. I sighed.
"Ok. Time for plan like c." They laughed as I said this. let's see, can I reach my dagger? I wiggled my hand reaching for one of my daggers. Got one! "Yes!" I gripped it and started cutting through the blanket.In no less than a minute, I cut through the blanket and stand up. "I win! What now! I need to sit down. That was hard work." I sit in a booth. Their faces are all red from laughing. "Ok. Now, whoo's bright idea was to put me in a room with a blanket?" They all pointed at Show.
"Guys! No bro left behind!"
"There are always casualties!" Frank said. I laughed.
"Wait a minute. Did you tell them where I sleep?" He looked away. I looked at the guys.
"Why do you sleep on the roof?" Ghoul asked. I sighed.
"You are clueless." I shook my head. I looked back at the blanket. It was shredded into peices. "And that is why you do not put me in a room with a homicidal blanket! I'm some-what claustraphobic."
"Well, why do you sleep on the roof, Star?" Kobra asked.
"Yeah!" Party added.
"Well, why so you have red hair, Party? Why is your name, Kobra?" They pondered this for a moment.
"That's just the way it is," Party answered.
"There ya go! How DID I get into the room?" They looked at each other.
"Well, we were talking when Show came back in from outside. He said you were sleeping on the roof. That's where you've been sleeping. At first, we thought you put him up to this. Then, he showed us and well... he got you, handed you to Jet, Jet carried you into Show's room," Party explained.
"Where did Show sleep then?" I asked.
"He slept here on one of the booths," Jet said.
"Oh. Well..." I glanced out the window. The sun was burning bright. It was at least noon. Great. "Now, I've lost my streak of waking up at dawn, not including being knocked out." I'm really going to have leave soon. I'm growing too attatched to these guys. And some are too attatched to me if you catch my drift.
"Are you hungry, Star?" Death asked me. I shook my head.
"No. I'm not hungry actually." They stared at me like I was crazy. "I don't really get hungry, ok? It started a while ago. It's normal." They looked at me with concern.
"Star. When was the last time you ate?"
"Well," I thought about it, "I guess when you gave me that powerpup."
"That's bad. You really need to eat. You need your nutrients." I looked at him with an almost comical look.
"And how do I get that? Powerpups? I don't even know what's in that stuff!" They all looked at each other again. " I still think you guys have some telepothy thing going on. Just saying." Jet nodded at Kobra who nodded at Ghoul who nodded Party who went to the cabinets. I raised an eyebrow at them. they smiled. "Ok. Why are you guys smiling at me like pedos?"
"You'll see," Ghoul said while giggling.
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