I have no clue what this vial is. No clue at all. The liquid is this kinda dirty greyish, purpleish color. Not very attractive at all. I took off the lid and it stunk. What the hell is it being used for? So I says to myself, "Gillin what mess did you get yourself into."
And I do think it's a mess....but I guess I'm still curious. I'm all like, man, I don't wanna cause anybody trouble. Then I remember last week when I heard George call me the Stupid Crenzie Henzie boy. And wouldn't ya know, SCREW HIM!
I was super tempted to drink the stuff. Then I decided it would be stupid. I decided to try and find out some more.
When I saw the Soda Pop King leaving the school yard again, I followed him. He looked REALLY angry. In fact, earlier that day he'd dumped his soda on the highschool presidents head. He's looking for a death wish.
When he was talking to Mary, he sounded angry. He said,
"I lost the damn bottle!"
"You lost it?" Mary said blankly, "How."
"I don't know," George said wearily.
I've never heard the Soda King sound like this.
"What about him," Mary persisted.
George shook his head,
"Neither I nor him got our doses."
"George this isn't good, where could it be? If someone else found it."
"I alerted the others and they are watching for it." George said.
I leaned in closer, there were others mixed up in this shit? This was getting good.
"You must watch him closely," Mary said, "I can get another dose to you tomorrow."
"As soon as you can," George growled, "I can hold out, but I don't know about him."
Mary nodded, then she gently began to stroke his arm-
GROSS!!
I'm going to stop the narrative there. No matter how worried those two were about the vial (which I had of course, Teeheehee) they could still find the time to eat each other's faces off.
I took this opportunity to dwell upon the new facts I had received. Doses? Others? What could it mean? I resolved to watch George very carefully the next day.
Turns out that plan was Shit, cause I got sick. I threw up all over my math book, I was taken back to my dorm. It sucks being sick, but about the middle of the afternoon, my math teacher, Mrs. Matty, brought me my daily water. (We are all required to drink a bottle water a day) and she brought me some of her homemade chicken! which was pretty delicious!
Anywho, the next day I was better so commenced with my plan. I followed the bully all day.
First he beat up a kid for "Staring" at him. Then he went to gym class and aced the test of strength. Then he went and collected "Rent", which is soda from the others. After that I kinda wondered why Mary made out with the stupid jerk. I remember when she was here a couple years ago, before she graduated, they were friends, but she never seemed THAT intimate with him. Weird, college must do that to ya. Then suddenly I had a thought, The highschool and the college are separated by a barrier (which I mentioned earlier) that no student could pass through. How was Mary getting in to our school grounds at all? What the Heck is going on?