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Third POV
Jack
The 15th of January in the year 2013
11:40 am at the gate of the school.
Jack sighed and leaned against the wall that was just out side of his school. He had just finished his lunch period and was supposed to re-enter the building in 3 minutes. He looked down and watch and sighed.
He looked at the school building, any other day he would be 15 minutes early, but this wasn't any other day. These past days haven't been like any other day.
Every since Ratchet died, Jack skipped at least 3 classes a day. Whether it was all the periods before or after lunch or just some random period, he always skipped. He didn't use this time to smoke, do drugs or anything like those things that some teens may do when they get depressed. He sat by the park and thought.
That was what he was doing right now. Sitting on an old rock and chucking rocks into the pond that surrounded him. This was how he released his anger. He had found quite a collection of stones by the edge of the water and just threw them everyday.
The first day was only time he had spoken during his little private sessions to help calm himself, in fact it was the day he realized whose fault it truly was that Ratchet was dead and he screamed it so loud he thinks people across the world could have heard it.
Third POV
Jack
The 23rd of December in the year 2012
10:35 am at the park.
Jack stomped into the entrance to the park, muttering every step along the way. He was furious and he narrowed his eyes and gave daggers to anybody who would look at him like he was crazy.
He growled at anything that seemed to pester him, which frankly for the time being was a lot. Kids, venders selling balloons and ice-cream, even squirrels. They had all seemed to bother him. Now he wishes he could at least go back and apologize to the kids, but he's a little too late.
He wandered aimlessly for a good half-hour until he reached the lake. The large pile of rocks was the first thing that caught his eye. He made his way over and picked it up. He juggled it around in his hand for a moment or so until he launched across the pond and he yelled. Nothing in particular, it was just a scream.
He smiled hwne he saw a few duck scatter away as it crashed into the water. He picked up another rock and hurled that one too. And another, and another. Only after a few rocks and 25 minutes into his next class period did he curse Megatron.
"I hate you!" Jack screamed chucking the rock the longest distance so far. "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" His smile was gone, instead replaced by a furious snarl on his face, but he never did falter in his throw. "Miko isn't happy anymore!" The rock flew almost reaching the other side of the pond. "Raf doesn't talk anymore!" Which was true, he no longer spoke. The last words that came out of his mouth were, 'I love you, Ratchet.' "I'm skipping my classes and turned into a depressed lunatic!" His rock went a few inches longer. "My mom is a mess!" A few more inches. "And Ratchet is dead!" This time he he hurled the rock so far it hit a tree on the other side.
He screamed, "It's your goddamned fault our life is Pit now, you fragging piece of scrap!" He was breathing heavily and it felt dizzy beyond belief. He bent down for a moment to calm himself—at least try to calm himself.
He couldn't take it anymore, he just couldn't. He bent over and picked up probably a dozen rocks and threw them, he only threw them a couple feet before breaking down.
He plopped on the ground and cried his eyes out, sobbing uncontrollably for a good hour. When he noticed how long he had stayed, he didn't bother going back to school. He stayed there and headed home when he knew his mother was expecting him, which was exactly what he was doing now…
Third POV
Jack
The 15th of January in the year 2013
1:05 pm at the park.
Jack sighed and threw his last stone in the pond for the day, every week or so he'd have to go and hunt for more. He had just gotten more last week, so he should be fine, but he still made sure he had enough each day.
He was thinking about heading to school, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to. Today, he felt different. He wasn't sure how or why, but he did. He felt a faint vibration in his pocket and he looked down at it. He flipped it open and saw a text from Sierra.
Sierra- u okay? I saw you this morning, but I'm in last period and your not here…u hav'nt been here da whole day
How was he supposed to respond to that? 'Oh, I'm sorry, I'm mourning over my dead robot friend! Wanna join?' No he couldn't.
Jack- yeah, fine
Other times he would get excited that Sierra realizes when he isn't around, but he was too depressed to even smile.
Sierra- Jack. Somethings bothering u, wanna come over and talk bout it
He wanted to say yes, but he had to say no.
Jack-sorry sierra…not in the mood
He sighed, but he didn't even regret his decision, he wasn't lying. He really didn't want to; he hasn't for a while now.
He shoved his phone in his pocket without waiting for a response. He glanced at his watch; school was ending in a while so he headed home for the day to grab his bike.
Third POV
Jack
The 15th of January in the year 2013
2:20 pm in Jack's neighborhood.
He threw open his garage door and walked to back where his bike lay on the ground. He picked it up and balanced it before wheeling it out of the garage towards the street to start pedaling.
He threw his backpack in the corner before he shut the door and hopped onto his bicycle. He started at a slow rate, but his speed increased as he rode. He was going so fast he almost collided with two other kids on their bikes
He swerved to avoid them and almost flipped in the process. He narrowed his eyes and spun his head to yell at the kids, but didn't. "Miko? Raf?" He was surprised to see them out of school when it wasn't over yet.
"What are you guys doing?" Jack asked fixing himself so he was comfortable on his bike.
The other two stuck one leg out so they didn't fall over like Jack had done before Miko answered. "We were going to get you to see if you wanted to come see him with us." Miko explained without even a small smile on her face.
He nodded his head quietly before he spoke up, "I just have to leave a note for my mom so she doesn't worry." He said before peddling back towards his house.
Miko groaned before she rolled her eyes and said "Fine, but be quick!" as she and Raf followed him.
Miko didn't write a note she texted her host parents saying she'd be home when she got home. Raf didn't leave a note, nor did he text or call his parents. He figured they wouldn't notice if he was gone for a couple hours, they never did when he spent his time at Base.
Jack pulled up to his front door and leaned his bike on the stoop before walking inside and climbing up the stairs to his room. He grabbed a paper and pen and scribbled a quick note.
With Miko and Raf. He needs us mom, sorry.
-Jack
He threw the note on his bed before running back to Miko and Raf. "Come on guys, let's go." He said and they started riding towards the rocky cliff where he lay.
Oh, how we cried the day you left us
And gathered round your grave to grieve
Wish I could see the angels' faces
When they hear your sweet voice sing
Go rest high on that mountain
'Cause, Son, your work on earth is done
Go to Heaven a shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son
Next chapter will be Raf's POV and then Nurse Darby's leading to the climax of the story. This is a short story 5 or 6 chapters long. Again sorry bout my short sentences, but I've got hockey practice.