R&R People. It makes me want to write more. I got some major plans for this account. I need support though. And like I always say, if you see a mistake, tell me so I can fix it.

"Hey, Garfield. Sorry, I'm Late." My lovely big sister said to me as she came to a stop beside me.

"It's okay sis. Ready to go to the club? I'm finally 18 and ready to party."

Megan laughed at my antics. She normally laughs at anything I say or do.

"Okay, Gar. Wanna walk?"

"Sure. Sounds fun." It wasn't. I wanted to get to the club. Now! When I saw the club in view, I automatically pulled out my ticket inside. My driver's license. I'm legal, baby. My first casino. I have one hundred dollars and I am going to gamble my fat ass off.

Once inside, I kissed the floor. Megan apologized to onlookers for my odd behavior.

"Why do always apologize for me? Are you embarrassed by me?" I teased.

Her smirk is beautiful. "Of Course not silly. But, they don't know you. So, why start a fight? Because if they said something to or about you, your big sister will have to say something to and about them. And then when they throw a punch, your big sister will have to not only kick their ass but weasel her way out of going to jail.

That was funny so I laughed. She led me to my first machine. I tried to get her to buy me a wine cooler but she said, "not in public."

It was a couple of hours in. I doubled my money thus far. Remember I only had a hundred dollars. But, I saw this gorgeous man. He had beautiful red hair. What can I say? I have a red hair kink.

Megan noticed me staring and smiled sweetly. "Go ask him out Gar."

"What? Why?"

"Because you're gawking at him. At least try for them digits. I don't respect gawkers. But I respect go, doers."

I jokingly glared at her. I gulped and took a swig of my sister's beer. She yelled at me. But I shushed her as I walked towards the man. I needed a sip of some confidence juice. I timidly said, "hi." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "My name is Garfield. What is yours?"

He smiled at me. Good sign. "Roy. Nice to meet you, fellow."

"I think you're really cute."

"Thank you, dude."

With my confidence lifted I asked, "Are you here with anyone?"

He softly smiled and said, "yes. My girlfriend went to the bathroom to wash her hands."

My eyes widened in shock. "Oh God. I'm sorry. I didn't know you were straight."

"Hey. No worries bud."

"So… You didn't mind me calling you cute?" I had to ask. I was curious.

"Hey man. A compliment is a compliment no matter who it comes from."


Obviously, I had to ask. I see this attractive young man waltzing away from my good-looking fellow. Yeah, I was gonna ask. Just to ease my curiosity. "Roy. Who was that sexy boy?"

He chuckled. I am so glad he isn't the jealous type. And I'm glad he's pansexual. We can discuss cute boys together. "Just a boy. He thought I was cute."

I scoffed, teasingly. "You? Cute? As if."

"Oh lay off Jade."

I rolled my eyes at him. "When you can beat my ass at cards, I'll lay off." He stood up and jogged to the nearest table.

"You are on girlfriend."


This has been a bad year. One bad thing after another. Here is the icing on the cake. My best friend and I are breaking up. We were like sisters and now we are like strangers. I use to joke that this bitch was never allowed to stop being friends with me because she knows way too much. Now I just have to hope and pray she doesn't get too spiteful and tell the world my secrets. I'd never tell anyone her secrets.

"And another thing Barbra." She says to me. "I read up on your medication. Your Latuda?" I shrugged. I no longer have the urge to be angry. "It's a mood stabilizer. It doesn't cure voices. At least I don't pretend that I am all better."

"Kara, you didn't read everything. It is also used for Schizophrenic patients. The meds help."

"Whatever. I don't need this in my life."

"I don't need you in my life. I don't need people that I am forced to chase after. I don't need people that are going to leave every time things get a little too hard. Goodbye."

It's sad when two people that were once best friends become strangers. And that's what Kara and I are going to become. We'll be strangers before class on Monday.

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