-Space is crazy, but...school?-

(Bitch, I don't want to write this. FREDDY BEAR KNOWS WHO HAS TO GO TO SCHOOL SOON.)

Well, fucking September 1st, you are a girl and you have a very strong friendship with your girlfriend (tell me her name later).

You're standing outside your school, laughing with your best friend, dressed in pretty clothes, until the first bell rings. There's about 10 minutes left until the bell rings, and this hell will continue for nine months. And then, these alternate human planets have arrived and are standing not far from you and your friend. (For the bot: HUMAN PLANETS, THERE'S NO OUTER SPACE HERE.) You didn't think anything of it, but the idiot called "Earth" started hitting on you (don't ask me how much they injected me with). You, looking surprised, just stood there and watched as this young man stuttered on every word. But then the bell rang, and the teachers started jabbering something like, "Oh, how you've all grown over the summer! You've had a blast! From today on, you'll be absorbing new knowledge, and I see you're all incredibly happy." You sighed as if someone had pinned a brick to your back. A friend put her hand on your shoulder and said,

• Be patient, because the Lord is with you... I'm not finished yet.

You snorted, barely audible.

-It helps a lot.

The Earth at that time simply stood next to you, sometimes moving closer. And you at that time, whispered to your friend

• Save me from this, he's going to eat me now.

Your friend just snickered, not intending to do anything. Later, it turned out you were sitting next to Earth, and you really didn't want that. You'd rather sit next to your friend than with one of the new kids, especially Earth.

But your teacher insisted you had to sit with him because you needed to become friends. And in your head, you kept thinking, "He'd rather devour me with his compliments than make friends with him..." Meanwhile, that sweaty assembly isn't over, and you're standing there watching the first-graders incoherently recite their fucking poem.

(HOORAY, I FINISHED IT)