I sighed, as I stared at my hands--wet from the water bucket.
Jeez, it's so heavy.
"Yaru! Help me out here!"
I can't find a thing that's sharp enough to cut my skin. Dammit.
"No!!" I exclaimed to seemingly nobody.
"But why?" Kaye asked me, while trying to lift the heavy teacher's table.
"I'm sorry Kaye, I think I heard someone about to hurt their self" I said
"Who?" Kaye asked. Another attempt to lift the heavy table
"Honestly I don't know, I must be hearing things." I chuckled, shrugging it off.
Kaye shrugged as a response, her eyeglasses gleamed as the sunlight hits it.
"Okay now help me out here, will ya? My noodle arms aren't doing anything."
After a few scrubs and girly screams from the guys after seeing a spider, we finally finished cleaning our classroom.
"Shoooww...." Kaye said, chewing the sandwich in her mouth.
"So?" I asked in confusion
"Whut dija hear? I mheen speshifically?"she asked, talking with her mouth full.
Ah, typical Kaye
"Nothing. It's nothing." Again, shrugging it off.
To be honest I'm weirded out by it. I don't like it, not even one bit.
A knife, I need a knife to kill myself.
My eyes bursted open, "Please stop!"
Kaye looked at me in confusion
And that's where it all started....