Jay Jay couldn't stop himself from grinning when a boy nearby said something to the gothic boy who was fighting the barbie doll, but he quickly wiped the grin off his face. He would not be seen happy in this place, he hated it from the yellow grass to the grotty toilets. He just felt like running a knife through his heart, but he'd tried suicide several times, and as it was illegal and as he never seemed to suceed, he'd spent plenty of time down the police station answering questions and almost being sent to jail, until his mother came ranting and raving and killed all the police officers. The barbie doll reminded him of his mother, with her fake eyelashes and bleached blonde hair. He grinned as he thought about it, and then sipped from his water bottle. It was a hot day, and he could feel himself burning up. He absent-mindedly plucked one of his guitars strings and fiddled with the laces on his converses. It was going to be a long year, he could tell.
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