...I kinda feel like I should say something about MuffinFactory's translation of my story. Ah, well. Go read it if you want, it's translated to spanish, edited in a few parts. But, anyways, enjoy and review mine to!

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Chapter 9

Flippy

Ah, Flaky feels so warm, pressed against my body. Flipqy possessed me again, and if it wasn't for Flaky, I probably would have strangled Shifty. Flaky's body heat, and the way she clings to the back of my school shirt calms me down quite a bit. After a moment, I pull away and smile. I'm aware of the stares I'm getting, but I don't mind.

I then sigh, as Flaky also seems a lot calmer. Disgust fills me, and I frown, reminding myself that I nearly strangled Shifty. Even if it was Flipqy who did that by possessing my body, it was still with my own hands. "I'm to…harsh…" I mutter, and gently grasp Flaky's arms, pulling them off. I see her frown with a confused look in her eyes. "Huh…?" "I should just…go home." I sigh, shaking my head. Maybe I should.

I turn to go to my locker. I'll gather my things and just ditch. "W-wait!" I don't turn around, when I hear her voice. I continue to walk towards my locker. "Flippy!' She continues, as I grab my green beret, and sling my bag around my shoulder. "You saw what happened. I could have strangled Shifty! I'm going home!" I yell , and storm off. Yes. I need to get out of here before Flipqy kills someone.

"W-wait! I'll c-come with you!" I only shake my head, and storm down the stair case, towards the front door. "No! Flaky, go to class!" I yell. "B-but…" Damn, she's persistent. I don't blame her though. I can tell she's worried about me…but if she sticks by my side, Flipqy-I could hurt her. And I don't want that.

As I walk out of the door, I don't hear her. Phew. Now there silence, so I have some time to think. That damned Flipqy, he's ruining my life…and I don't know what to do to stop him. It's not like I can kill him either. If I did that, I'd just be killing myself. Although…

'I'd follow you t'hell, if you did kill yourself.' He interrupts my thoughts, and I sigh. Yeah, I had a feeling. "Stupid, stupid, stupid…" 'Oh, y'can say anything y'want about me, isn't gunna make me disappear.'

"W-wait up!"

I can't believe it. I turn around, and Flaky is slowing down, catching her breath. "I thought I told you to go to class…" "W-well, yeah…b-but, I'm really worried about you." I sigh, and smile a little. "What was your excuse for getting out?" I ask, curiously. She smiles, her cheeks a light pink. "Told them I wasn't feeling well…so they said I could call home." "Shouldn't you be waiting in the principals office, then?" I ask teasingly. She giggles. "Maybe. B-but I told them that my dad likes when I wait outside for him." "Smart." I pause. "But…aren't your parents, like, in London or something for their jobs…?" I ask, recalling Flaky tell me something along those lines once. She nods. "Uh-huh. When I called, I faked it, acting like they were home. O-of course, the answering machine picked up, so…" I chuckle, and ruffle her hair. "Seems you have more courage than it looks like."

She blushes some more. "Maybe." At that moment, I look down at her hand by her side. While she's busy staring in front of her, down at the side walk, I reach for her hand, grabbing at it, lacing my fingers in-between hers. She gasps, and looks up at me with wide eyes, her cheeks flushing red. I smile. "Thanks for being there for me." I say. She nods. "Yeah, sure, you're welcome…" She mumbles, and her gaze falls back to the cement as we walk in silence.