Once again, your E.O. is here.
Hey guys, you know what time is it?
"Is it muffin time?"
I wish. Nope. It's time to write, or in other words, ruin my life!
*wheeze*
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{Tom's P.O.V.}
I couldn't explain the terrible headache I was having.
Wait... no, I can.
It was a dull pain that seemed to spread farther and farther down my body. It felt like I was being whipped around from the inside out.
I hadn't felt like that since I turned into that monster... but it couldn't be. I was turned back, after all.
I felt a weird urge in me, like to tear something up or shoot it.
It's all Tord's fault! I thought.
I knew I had to be away from my friends. I couldn't lose them, too.
Now, let's get this straight. Everyone has their secrets. I have mine, too.
Not all of Tord's things were thrown away or blown up. Not his motorcycle.
It was a little damaged when I first found it about a mile away from our now late home. Luckily, I could still fix it. I tore off Tord's license plate and picked it up and started walking it to our apartment's local garage area. I fixed up everything thst needed work and started up on that paint job. For some reason, I kept some red paint on the motorbike, feeling slightly guilty for taking Tord's motorcycle.
I hadn't used it in a long time; hopefully I still remembered how to. With my luck, I did.
I snuck down to the garage area and started it up. The engine roared to life.
I was already ready to leave when Matt came rushing into the garage.
"Tim, wait!" Matt screeched
"Shhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Take this." He whispered, pushing something in my hand. Before I could ask what it was, he bolted away. I didn't have the time or energy to chase him, so I pushed the thing into my pocket.
I started to ride off, to somewhere.
After long hours of riding, I noticed a bar.
"Maybe it wouldn't hurt to pull over..." I mumbled to myself. I swerved to the side and parked at the bar.
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Hey guys, it's Soup! E.O. has been lazy lately and I'm sorry that she hasn't been updating lately...
Anyway, I had an idea! I'll make a part 2 for this chapter and our lovely fans!! (Even though I'm only supposed to be doing P.O.V.'s for girls, but whatevs. Oof, E.O. will kill me for saying whatevs.)
You're welcome.
But.
But, but, but...
Have you ever tried blackout poetry? It's really great.
Anyways. Better start typin'!
~Soup
P.S. I'll start doing shoutouts, okay? You have to follow us first, though.