I was starting to hate everyone. I ran to my office and grabbed my journal, until I found myself crash to the floor. I was hurting and bleeding in so many places. I was out of sight of anyone, and I was too weak to scream. This was becoming less of anger, and more a nightmare. I just lay there, limp and empty. A tear trickled down my face helplessly.

After about five minutes of pitying myself, I decided enough was enough. I dragged myself across the floor, using my good foot to push against the tile. As I arrived in my office, I slowly arose to my feet-no, foot- and approached the chair. I set my head on my desk and turned my journal sideways, so I could write at that angle. I firmly grasp my pen with my sweaty palm and wrote.

July 25th, 2012 (again)

God damn it. Not only did I just get beat in a fight against stupid, snobby Spears, Grell is starting to be a jackass. I can't describe my anger. I'm injured, so I have no where to go. I just wish there was someone out there to help me-to understand me. Aw, what am I doing. I feel like a 6 year old crying to a teddy bear. Even so, what can I do instead? Tough it up? Already tried it, and look where it got me. No scythe, twisted ankle, (probably) broken nose, and no dignity. I just want someone to relate to, is that too much to ask?

~A depressed and raging Ronald

For the rest of the time I was 'working', I did nothing, and nobody told me to do any different. I was not disturbed for the rest of the day. If Grell hadn't have woken me up, I would have slept there all night.

"Hey, Ronald. I'm sorry about today, and we need to go get temporary scythes. Need help getting up?" He started poking my cheek. "You awake?

I slowly lifted my head up. "Yeah, I'm awake. Actually, could you sneak into will's closet and get his old crutches from when his student broke her leg?" I nodded towards his office.

"Sure thing, Ronnie~" He smiled his shark grin then winked, and I winked back, managing a small smile.

He returned about seven minutes later, holding two black and silver crutches. Grell approached me and held her arms out, and I took them. On our way to the Scythe Department, we made small talk. It was a short walk, maybe five minutes.

When we arrived, there was nobody there. Just a large wall, filled with everyday items, with a deadly twist. An umbrella with blades on each point, a ring that transformed into a poison-filled syringe. Many things. Next to all the cool stuff, there were less intricate items, such as safety scissors, A pizza cutter, etc. I chose some deep blue headphones. When you slipped off the earpieces, it revealed two blades.

Grell, however, went with his old scythes: the two safety scissors. He gave me a lecture on how they didn't suit him. Then why don't you choose something else, smart one? I really shouldn't disrespect my senpai's as much as I do.

When we signed our name on the 'borrowing' list, I noticed under the 'Ownership' list, next to Sutcluff's name, and mine as well, it said "Revoked for unknown amount of time." I showed Grell, and he huffed.

On the way back, we each said nothing. He attempted to turn the handle on the door, but I stopped him. "Uhh, Senpai, thanks for waking me up and stuff."

"Oh, it was no problem. I didn't want to go alone anyway~," I removed my hand from the handle, welcoming Sutcliff's back to open the door. He followed me to my office. I was about to step in, but Grell stood there. "You need anything?"

He shook his head no. Just like I said, I don't want to go alone~!" I hid my journal underneath my arm, but it didnt fool Grell...