I awoke to Blood Streak shaking me.
"Ugh. Please stop that." I groaned.
"Oops. Sorry Neon!" She giggled. Grr. This kids been a handful. She runs around, eats cheesecake with Masky and Hoodie, and annoys me. Sheash. Maybe Nicole was right. I should have left her there. But then again, she needs me. Turns out, she has a crush on me too. Heheh. It's cute.
"Hey Neon! Can I play with Masky and Hoodie?" She excitedly asked me.
"Only for a while, then we need to see Slendah Mon. He wants me to train you, and take you to school." I said sternly.
"Okay Ne-ne!" She giggled. She ran out of the room and started to play tag with Masky and Hoodie. I sighed.
'She's just too much!' I screamed in my head.
Talk about it!~ Natalie shouted.
You have no idea Neon!~ Nicole angrily pouted.
'Hey! I know where your going Nicole, and I'm not letting that happen!' I yelled at her.
I grabbed my iPod and ran out of the room. I made sure to jump out of the window, and I went to school. It was quite strange. Everyone was staring at me, and they would try to get me pissed off. I wanted to lash out, but I knew I couldn't.
~Time Skip~
It was the end of the day, and I had threatened all the students and teacher in the entire school. It wasn't pretty. I had made some students cry, and made the teachers feel really really bad.
I had gone and taken Blood Streak to her school, and she said she had a great day.
But I sat there, at my desk not doing any homework. I was just thinking. Thinking about how great my life is now that I can freely kill whenever I want to.
There was a knock at my door. I took my time and opened it, to see Om Nom.
"-sigh- What do you want?" I angrily growled.
He whimpered and ran off. Great. Now no one wants to be near me.
"You whimp!" I screamed down the hall. Everyone stuck their heads out and then quickly pulled their heads back in their rooms. Those little bitches.
"Whatever! Like I care!" I screeched. The whole house shook. Eh. I'm powerful. I had enough of this shit, so I jumped out of my window.

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