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Part Three
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It was a Monday night, the lights were off, and the four of us were watching tv.
"Oh, come on! I wanna watch the movie!"- Alex whined, throwing popcorn at the tv. We were, at that moment, watching a rerun of Dawson's Creek. There was only one week left till the beginning of the school year, and all of us were in denial.
" That movie is such crap! All it is is people beating the shit out of each other. I will not watch something so terrible!"- Sara said. She was sitting on Will's lap, and guarding the remote like it was Will.
"Well, at least turn to it during the commercial."
"Oh, fine."- Sara relented, and did what Alex had told her to. On the tv, a man was fighting another man, and the fakeness of the fight scene annoyed me. I said:
"Can we please watch something else? This is so stupid! I mean, that blow wouldn't send him flying like that, even if Spike or Angel or even I hit him! I mean, I speak from experience..."- I shut up, realizing what I was saying. They were looking at me very strangely. I thought fast.
"Uh, I mean, supposed experience, not experience per se..."- I finished lamely. They nodded politely. I couldn't let my guard down like that anymore! The only other time I had been so careless was two weeks ago, when the storage door was stuck. I had been pissed of, and kicked it down. And I mean down, not kicked it open. Kicked it down. I had muttered something about rusty hinges, and they'd bought it.
"Shit!"- I heard Alex say.-
"You're all out of triple chocolate fudge ice-cream!" Oh great. That meant having to go get some, and since none of us had a car, that meant walking.
"Well then, let's go get some. I need fresh air anyway."- I said. It was true. I needed to clear my head. Remind myself who I was...
Five minutes later we were walking down a dark, deserted street. Sara and Will were holing hands, and me and Alex were joking around. Then, all of a sudden, five shapes appeared. Like out of a nightmare, I saw five silhouettes, their mangled, strangely almost familiar faces, and one that I definitely recognized.
Spike.
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