~Be tree boy
You sit at the top of the nearly two story tree, your back against the trunk, knees up to your chest, arms around your knees and head on your knees. You silently cry as your mind relives the scene in the locker room. It can't be... you think. You don't want to believe what happened actually happened, you hope it was the dim locker light making you think it was Meulin and Cronus. But.. Unmistakably, you saw every part of Meulin and Cronus, along with the knuckle imprints. You slightly rock back and forth, not knowing what you're gonna do from here.
"Kurloz!" you hear Porrim call out. You ignore her. "Where the devil could that boy be?" she asks.
"He usually come to this tree whenever he feels the need for alone time." you hear Kankri say., "He's probably at the top."
You hear someone jogging over. "He's up there?" Mituna asks.
You guess they nod, and hear him climbing up, pretty fast. He reaches you within seconds. "He, Kurloz, come down man, we're worried.."
You just sit there. "I saw Meulin run after you right after you bolted away.. So come down and talk with us, man." he continues, putting a hand on your shoulder.
~Be Meulin
You sit on the stairs, trying to stay quiet while you cry hard. That douchebag single handedly probably ruined your relationship. The one you've wanted for literally years to get into. The one you dreamed, thought, and talked about. And it hasn't even been a week! You wish you knew where Kurloz was so you could talk to him..
You feel a tap on your shoulder. You look up to see Dirk. "Hey." he says. "What?" you say, trying not to sob.
He kneels. "What's the matter?"
Before you know it, you've told him everything that happened so fast, sobbing slightly here and there. Dirk looks pissed. "That assmunch was spreading rumors earlier.." he said.
"What?" you ask, trying to pay close attention to what he's saying, as your sight's blurry.
"He was saying shit like you're all into him, and you two nearly fucked at the dance after Kurloz left, and how you'd be his. Kurloz happened to be in the room, so he didn't know what to make of it all, being him. He hasn't been very good in the trust department, to be honest.. But me and Jake stood up against Cronus. Jake was about to lay him out, but Kurloz stopped him. Cronus said something simply retarded, and Kurloz layed him out. Then we walked out with him, and he went to look for you." he explains.
You get infurriated, and start crying harder. He still looks at you, worried and confused. "He tripped me in the locker room when I was getting my notebook.. He kissed me and groped me, and I bashed his head into the locker, but Kurloz had shown up, but just ran off.." you tell Dirk.
You look at him to see near hate in his eyes. "We need to find Kurloz.. But give it a little, give him time to think, to realize that you didn't do anything.. We'll find him after school, alright?" Dirk says, rubbing your back.
You nod, feeling only slightly better.
~Be Kurloz
You sign the events at the group that came after you. "That cannot be true.." Porrim says. Tears stream down your cheeks.
"There has to be some explanation for this.. Like Cronus is manipulating these scenes." Kankri says.
"That has to be it.. I mean, come on, Meulin has been in love with you for years." Mituna says.
You shake your head, and start signing. 'I really do not know.. I am just going to go home and rest, think things over.'
Mituna sighs. "I'll bring your bag tomorrow then." he says.
'Thank you.' you sign, and run off.
~Forward to 9:00 P.M.
This is really stupid.. I mean, beyond all stupidity. This is near Cronus stupidity. You're at some random party, getting drunk off your ass. At first it was just an invite from some random number, and they were just random people from school, partying on a Monday for some odd reason. You were only planning on hanging out, but then someone put alcohol in your drink, and since you've never drank before, and this was quite a bit of it, you are now out of your mind.
When you first drank your drink you thought it tasted weird, then realized it was alcohol. You weren't going to continue, and just go home, but your mind made you relive earlier, and you couldn't stop your body from drinking more.
Now you're racing some guy down the street, and your motor skills have taken a hit from all the alcohol you've consumed. But you can still go, and this race seems too easy. As you run across a crosswalk, you realize the guy stopped a couple feet before it, and you turn to look at him. You smile at your victory, but your subconscious recognizes something is wrong. You look down the road. Then you see nothing. The car just swerves off quickly as you hit the ground.
