Sincerely, Anon.

Anon P.O.V

I was lying on my floor contemplating life when Trixie came into my house. "It's so...depressing in here." She said as she looked around at the dark curtains closed over the windows and all the lights that were turned off. "I guess that's what happens when your depressed." I said in a very empty tone. "Well, we're gonna have to change that." She said and winked. I sat up and looked at her. "And how are you going to do that exactly?" I said. She smiled. "Okay, so the volunteer group im in has this SUPER hot guy. His girlfriend just dumped him and he needs someone to help him recover." she said and lifted me up off the ground. "And why cant you do that for him?" I asked. "Duh. I'm basically giving you the chance to mingle with a hot guy." she said. "Oh.. I tried that once. Look how it ended." I said and turned to go into the kitchen. Trixie followed behind me.

"Damn it Anon. You cant hide forever." She said. "Well my forever might not be that long so I think I can." I said and drank some milk out of the jug. "What do you mean?" She asked. "I mean exactly what I mean. What I said on the phone too." I said and put the jug away. She looked at me. She took her hand and hit me upside my head. "OW!" I yelled. "You're not killing yourself god damn it!" She yelled and furrowed her eyebrows. "Well you didn't have to fucking hit me!" I said fiercely. "Well I have to get that nasty thought out of your lost and confused little head." she said.

"I think you did the trick." I said and waked back into the living room. We went upstairs to my room and I sprawled out onto my bed. Trix stood with her arm crossed looking at me. "What?" I asked. "You're going to school. And after school, you're going to the festival with me. And that's final." She said. I sat up and looked at her. "And when did I agree to all of this?" I asked. "Since I said you're going. And you ARE going." She said. I sighed. "You know what. Fine. Fine, I'll go." I said. Trixie smiled and jumped up and down clapping her hands. "Yay. Oh and um, I'm inviting Jarrett. See you tomorrow, Ill text you." She said and skipped out of my room. "I won't answer!" I yelled as I heard the front door slam shut.

I sat on my bed. What the fuck did she just say? Jarrett? Who the fuck is Jarrett.

I shrugged and grabbed my laptop.

"Dear blog readers, so today I went from wanting to die, to going to the festival with Trixie and some random dude named Jarrett tomorrow after school. So, I have no idea how the hell tomorrow is gonna go but hey, whatever happens, happens. I think it will be fine. As long as I don't run into Andy... Until next time...
Sincerely, Anon."

I went back downstairs into the living room and watched t.v in my Winnie The Pooh bear pajama pants because what the hell else do you do on a Sunday?

Notes

Omkeyyyyyyy. Festivals are full of surprises right? Well dis one is x3

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I know it's not as great as the others but eh..

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My forever saying, STAY INSANE ~Wixie