Back to school
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After the taxi dropped me off I was overun by friends and classmates "I guessed you watched the news" I smiled "YES!!!" they said in unison "are you ok" what happened" its was on forever until inira come pushing through the croud of people "ugh, move would you" she eventually got to me then yelling at the flood of people "OI GO AWAY, GET LOST, SHES MY BEST FRIEND AND YOUR ALL GOING TO LEAVE HER ALONE SO f**k OFF" I was amazed everyone before us cowers at her thundering voice no wonder everyone afraid of her, then eventually they left she turned to me hugging me tightly and crying "oh my god are you ok, what happened, did you have anyth-" she pulls away her eyes widened "what" I flick my hair back over my neck guessing that's what she saw" she comes closer and removes my hair from my neck her face falls "they replaced you with a machine" I look down "no,only half its actually very lucky I'm alive right now" she looks at me "really" I look at her "yes, I'm... I'm... " I start to cry remembering what happened "hey if your worried ill leave you I won't your still my favorite bestie human or machine" I smile tears streaking my face "thank you that means alot to me" I wipe my face she looks at my neck " what else did they replace" I close my eyes avoiding her gaze" my knee, arm, neck and... " I hesitate she puts a hand to my cheek "its ok you can tell me" I look at her and breath out "half of my brain" she jumps visibly frightened "wow I... Had no idea I'm so sorry" she starts to cry " I don't want you to cry for me" she sighs "ok" she hugs me and pinkie promises not to tell anyone.
Half the day is gone and its the beginning of lunch I walk to our little spot to find my friends playing an online game together "hi" they said altogether "hello, what are we playing" I put my stuff down on the brick bench then sat down "some random game" replies Hilary I look on her phone "ok" I make sure my hair covers my neck then i look at the group" hey could you watch my stuff for me please I'm going to the canteen" sure" said Hillary shifting closer to my things "and I'm coming with" inira jumps up to my side " I smile "ok" we start walking.
Not long after we're stopped by the sluts of the school asking for"bus money" again the leader put a hand on my shouldler closest to my hidden neck and I hide my frustration and anxiety "hey junior can I have bus money" she asked with a glint of mischief in her eye, I grab her hand and lower it by her side "no sorry" her expression darkens and she grabs my wrist hard "I TOLD NOT ASKED" her sudden raised voice made people look at us and pile around yelling fight over and over again, her grip tightens then goes to pull my hair but I flick it back forgetting the mechinery, she jumps back with a gasp "YOUR A MACHINE" and every one starts to whisper I step backwards getting angry then she snaps out of it her and her goons pushing inira aside and surrounding me, I suddenly feel like a spark has made a fire in my brain I think my machinery has gone wrong and is taking control of my body, i turn around and tuck n roll between her goons and sprint to a grassed area before being stopped by more of her goons I feel my living parts burn and my mechinery start of click and turn like gears I look at the leader and feel my eyes turn scarlet red and my black pupils shift to a diamond like position then start running towards her my robotic part clicking and shifting into a different position then unlike anyone expected my body had turned into a huge horrifying robotic demon dog, my eyes red, my black snake like tongue, my body looked like it had been stripped of skin and left the muscle with machinery around my ribs up to my head, my feet had turned into a three toed prong looking thing making me look scary, I had two long shapened pointed canines and two small sharp pointed bottom teeth looking like Satans pet I stare at her horrified face still in control then let out a demonic robotic roar that scared the s**t out of everyone around.
Then she starts running and screaming then I run after her snapping at her goons my joints clicking as they turn.
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