Violingirl101- I'd love a cookie!!! Especially right now...
Mmm... chocolate chip. I wonder if there is something wrong with the hits page. Or maybe it's the fanfiction staff putting in random country hits to boost our budding self esteem. Yes! That must be it!
Who are you, Germany people?

7

"I thought you were going to be 'good' from now on," I said to Nick. "Now you're throwing away your perfect little CGL record to help Tommy here go back to his mommy?"

"Oh…" he said, a little dazed. "That's before I found out that my girlfriend was pregnant."

I stared at him blankly.

"You might as well find out today, kid, that babies don't grow from cabbage patches" he said, his eyebrows going up and down.

"But that's what my mother told me. You calling my mother a liar?"

"And a whore, to boot."

I picked up a fistful of sand and threw it at his eyes.

"Oh God! I'M BLIND!"

This was a sadistic and strange game that we played. I never really got the 'yo mama' jokes, and never found them offensive. But being in a juvenile delinquent facility made everyone just want to beat each other up.

We never took it personally—well I would have if it was three months earlier, but now it was a normal thing to have a black eye or a broken finger.

Thomas was standing unmovingly at the tent entrance, staring at us all like we were going to kill him with our scary jail knives. He seemed to be in denial of where he was, and already we all could tell Thomas looked at us like he was the better one because he wasn't a criminal.

"How are we going to do it?" Thomas asked.

"How are we gonna do what?"Nick asked obnoxiously. He liked to bring people to their breaking point.

"Get out of here," said the kid, whose pale was getting paler. "Escape."

"You think we can get out of here? Just like that?" Marcus looked at Thomas as if he were the stupidest person in the world and started laughing. Then the rest of us started laughing at him.

"But you just said a few seconds ago that you wanted to help me get out of here!" Thomas whined.

Nick ignored him.

"This shit yours?" Numba-One said and kicked at an expensive leather suitcase and a duffel bag next to a newly-installed empty cot that was obviously for a new tent member.

"Don't do that, you'll break it," said Thomas with a shivery voice.

"Okay, you guys. Don't kill him yet. It's his first day," I said. The boys laughed lightheartedly and beckoned for Thomas to walk over.

Thomas obediently toddled to his cot and stiffly sat down.

Nick sat next to him and put an arm around his shoulder.

"Actually, Tommy, boy," he looked at Marcus, Numba-One, and then me,

"We've been putting together an escape plan for a week now."

Thomas's large, black eyes widened, but then quickly resumed to a shifty glare. He did not trust us anymore after the stunt we pulled.

"We just needed an extra person, and then God gave you to us," Marcus said in a sing-song manner and lifted his open palm towards Thomas as if he was the almighty chosen one.

Thomas could keep down a gullible smile.

"Really?" he said hopefully.

"Yes," I nodded.

"We need someone to be the bait."

Thomas's face dropped.

"You have the most important role, I said in a high-pitched, encouraging tone. "Isn't that exiting!"

It was the second time that day Thomas wanted to die.

You know what movie ruined my life?

Yesman.

Why would they do that? Why would they feed such lies about optimism and self-discovery?

Hey. There's an opening for volunteers at the hospital. Wanna join?
-Cool. Okay!

Dude, someone quit in our drama group. We need someone to play his part. Can you learn four pages of monologues this week?
-Yes sir!

My cat died. Can you bury it?
-Sure.

You don't need to take the SATs but I'm your father and I say you have to study all month for it.
-Yes, maam--

We never spend time together. You don't love me anymore.
-Yes I do.
Let's spend the entire spring break together. You don't need to apply for university anyway.
-Umm... I--
You're the best girlfriend ever!
-What? No... I didn't---
I'm going to buy you a System of a Down shirt!
-OKAY!

I have never felt so overwhelmed with things to do in my entire life.

Let me tell you something.

Do not sign up for shit you can't do.

This advice will save your life.

Love, peace, and utter ecstatic happiness,

LeMoNsOuR