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Pip shut and locked the front door finally getting home, but far from getting to bed. He wanted to eat, but didn't want to waste the time on actually making something so he settled for a nutra-grain bar. "Eww…cherry." He mumbled sadly. Figuring out in his head as he munched on the rather untasty thing and making his way to the bedroom, he could be in bed by three. Which would give him three and a half hours of sleep before he would have to get up and start another day. With a ten page paper to write, a chemistry test to study for, and a debate rally to prepare for he felt like collapsing already. Ignoring his bed however he sat at his desk and started to work.
Things were different from grade school. A small fortune that belonged to his family was found and in ninth grade he moved into a one bedroom house about a mile outside of South Park. His quest for approval never stopped and after years of slaving to school work he'd gotten what he wanted from the teachers. The only person who triumphed his intelligence was Kyle Brovloski, and Pip would never dream of being smarter than him. Kyle respected him for being as smart as he had become and that had brought him a small ring of friends as well as working at Tweek's family coffee shop. Mostly consisting of Kyle, Stan, Kenny, Butters, Tweek, and Craig. The only reason Craig was in the group was because of Tweek. He called them friends but he always felt like a third party, between work at Tweeks coffee shop and school. But still, if he really needed something he finally had someone to call.
The time ticked on and finally he got up to wash his face ready to crawl in bed. Very asleep before his head hit the pillow.
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The alarm went off and Pip smacked around trying to shut it off. He felt like he hadn't slept at all and contemplated hitting the snooze. But he knew if he hit it once, he'd hit it again and end up being late. Punctuality was important and he had a perfect record. Cold morning showers were a habit of his, making his body wake up quickly. Dressing, breakfast, his bag, and he was off to school.
It was mid November and still warm enough to walk with a thick pea coat and hat. His hair was long enough to cover his ears keeping his face warm. The exercise kept him in good shape so he didn't mind the cold. He was tall, like in the pictures of his father, and thin like his mother. Depending on the week and how much time he had to eat he occasionally looked anorexic. He tried to stay healthy because people's questions made him uneasy. Being confronted and people worrying about him bothered him.
He enjoyed his morning walk to school, listening to his IPod. It was really the only 'Pip' time he had. He felt a bit childish but music was just words put into feeling right? His favorite song played out his feelings so well, and it was nice to think that someone else had thought what he thought.
This time I wonder what it feels
like
To find the one in this life
The one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough
So I´ll be waiting for the
real thing.
I'll know it by the feeling.
The moment when
we´re meeting
Will play out like a scene straight off the silver
screen
So Ill be holdin' my breath
Right up to the end
Until that moment when
I find the one that I'll spend forever
with
Cause nobody wants to be the last one there.
'Cause
everyone wants to feel like someone cares.
Someone to love with
my life in their hands.
Theres gotta be somebody for me like
that.
Cause nobody wants to go it on their own
And
everyone wants to know they´re not alone.
Somebody else that
feels the same somewhere.
Theres gotta be somebody for me out
there.
Aside from the fact that he finally had friends and the praise of many for his intellect, he still felt empty and alone. Striving to reach whatever he was missing. He was happy to think he wasn't the only one.
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