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~Alfred~

Tape stuck to me like glue while we were in class: if he wasn't near me, his eyes would follow me around. I didn't think that he knew about the razors in my backpack until he cornered me outside, after the class was over, and whispered, "Hand over the razors," with his hand held out.

"What?"

His green eyes flashed, and he reminded me of Uncle Alistair, "Don't play dumb with me, I can tell by the way you look around. It was the same thing I used to do, now hand them over."

Reluctantly, I reached into my backpack, handed them to him, and he nodded as he put them into his pocket.

"Let's go, Twix should be waiting at the office by now," He started strolling towards the main building, acting like nothing was wrong.

I followed him with a lot of questions on my mind, but I couldn't ask them. Not until I learned more about the people that could see right through my walls.

~Twix~

It was almost the end of class, so I decided to wait at the office after I grabbed my stuff and called my dad to let him know that everything was okay. I sighed and went over what Dee, Red and I talked about in my mind.

"Dee, you okay now?" I asked.

"…Yeah." She seemed uncertain, I knew she wasn't okay, but didn't point it out. If she felt better by pretending, I could understand.

Speaking of understanding, "You understand why I feel like I have to help him, right? I don't want him to become another Snider."

Dee almost stopped breathing for a second, and Red told her, "Breathe, Dee," after she started breathing again Red turned to me, "I have a plan. How about I take care of Dee, and you can take care of Al and everyone else?" I thought it over, it seemed like an okay plan, and nodded. We both looked to my sister and she unenthusiastically nodded as well.

I smiled and gave Dee a hug after she stood up, at least I was able to do something right.

I snapped out of it when the bell rang. Kids came from everywhere, rushing to get to their next class, while I just calmly stood next to the office waiting for Tape and Alfred. After looking around for a few seconds I decided that they'd interrupt me if I took too long, and thought about Dee. She had thought that I was asking her to help me take care of Alfred and had started to have a panic attack. I would have liked her to give me some insight on what I could do, but I could probably manage without her. She had Red with her, so I shouldn't be worried that Dee would have another panic attack…but what if someone asked her to deliver an impromptu speech? Would Red be able to calm her, or would she make things worse…?

A snapping noise next to my ear made me realize that I wasn't alone anymore. I looked up to see a very worried Tape and a curious Alfred, "If you keep standing around in a daze, we're going to miss math," Tape said.

"Oh, joy. Can we skip?" I asked sarcastically. Not that I really liked skipping, even though the teachers would probably excuse me (after letting my dad know), but math wasn't my favorite subject, even if it was the only class I had a B in.

I noticed Tape's smile as he shook his head. I sighed, "Well, darn. Let us went then!" Alfred gave me a confused look so I told him, "It's another way of saying let's go. Even though it's long, I prefer it."

Tape caught the look and told him, "Don't worry, she's not always like this."

I gasped and pointed at him, trying to hide the smile that crept up and almost immediately forgetting about Dee, "That, sir, is an insult! I'm wounded that you would say such a thing about me!" Turning to Alfred I said, "Don't worry, I'm not always like this."

Tape couldn't hide his smile when Alfred asked, "What's the difference?"

"It's all in the pronunsciation*! Sort of like in Harry Potter: 'It's LeviOsa, not LevioSA.' Everything depends on where you decide to italicize your voice," I explained. He just nodded and went along with it, and I kept talking about stuff until we finally got to the classroom.

~Alfred~

As soon as we reached the classroom, Twix stopped talking and walked straight to the back of it. She sat in the desk that was closest to the cupboards in the back, set her stuff underneath it, and grabbed a deck of cards from behind her. Tape told me to follow, sat in the desk in front of her, and motioned for me to sit beside her. I kept watching her after I sat down. After making sure that all of the cards were there, she shuffled them and, instead of listening to the teacher when he started class, she played Solitaire. When the teacher finished explaining the assignment, he handed out worksheets while everyone in the class (all on the other side of the room) got into a big group and started talking about the assignment. He got to Twix, saw what she was doing, smiled, and set the papers where they would be seen without interrupting her game.

I watched as she finished the game, looked up while shuffling the cards, and seemed surprised to see the papers in front of her. She set the cards down and looked through the papers. After that, instead of working on them, she put them into her math book, which was underneath her desk and full of papers.

Confused, I asked her, "Why aren't you working on the assignment?"

She looked up at me and smiled, "There are much more interesting things to do in this class than just math work. Wanna play something?" she asked, already turning her table towards mine and setting the cards out. I counted as she set down the cards: five facing down, one facing up beside that pile, another one facing up next to that, and five more cards facing down.

"But, shouldn't we…?" I tried to ask as she started to sort the rest of the cards into two stacks.

"Pish posh pottywash," Twix said, interrupting me, "If you spend every moment worrying about everything, you'll spend your life doing nothing."

I must have looked as confused as I felt, because she sighed, "Let me try to explain. If you spend every waking moment worrying about what everyone thinks about you, you'll never think about what you want."

I could have sworn that my heart stopped; I thought she knew that I had run away…until she looked concerned. "Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?" she asked me.

Breathing again, I noticed that there were tears in her eyes. She kept trying to blink them away, but they wouldn't leave, and almost spilled over before Tape turned around and said softly, "No, Twix, you didn't say anything wrong."

She sniffled and hid her face behind her wavy brown hair, "If you're sure…" she said softly.

I saw a tear, but she wiped it away before I could comment on it, "Twix…"

"I'm fine now. Let's play!" she said a little too loud, lifting her hair out of her face and smiling at me. Some people from the group on the other side of the room glanced over at us, but they quickly looked away. I wasn't sure, so I looked at Tape. He sighed and shook his head to tell me that I shouldn't say anything, but he turned his desk around and kept a close eye on Twix.

~Twix~

I was such an idiot! How could I not have seen that coming!? After saying that to Alfred, he seemed shocked, like I had known something about him. I freaked, knowing that I had probably messed everything up and he wouldn't come back to school. It seemed that if I wasn't messing up one thing, it was going to be another.

We were playing Speed, Alfred was winning because I was letting him. Suddenly, I didn't feel like playing anymore, but I fought that feeling and tried to lock it in the deepest part of my mind. It would work…for a time.

*pronunsciation: pro-nun-ski-A-shun

I really hope all of you guys enjoyed this. It is slow going, but I am definitely going to keep writing on this story. Until next time!