Sugar

Sugar Rush

I woke up. Why am I not dead?! I so badly want to be, but it will be horrible, just thinking about it. I might as well go to school, to tell everyone that today will be my last day. The candy in the bottle I transferred into a bag, then stuffed it into my jacket pocket. I'll take it to stay awake during classes. I took a pocket knife too. Once at school, I purposely dropped the knife near Rick and Kerry. Rick walked over to it, not knowing I dropped it. He picked it up, knowing exactly what to do with it. Use it on me. Exactly what I had planned. He walked up behind me, spun me around to look at him, laughed, and hid the knife in his pocket. He grabbed my shoulder and said, "Too bad I'll have to find a replacement no name. I had fun with you. But, everything has an end, right? So let us end it!" He stabbed strait into the pocket that had the candy in it. There was a group of it right where he stabbed. The sugar of it got all over the knife, and as it stabbed into me, the liquid sugar got into my blood. I felt it run through my veins after he pulled out the knife. I fell to my knees, and looked down sobbing, but laughing. The sugar had already gotten everywhere in my blood, and into my heart. I remember that this candy was illegal for a reason now. That's why it was with the medicines. I looked up at Kerry, who was grinning, and I stopped frowning, and smiled at him. Same with Rick. I smiled. The sugar spread everywhere like wildfire. I softly said, "I'm... Not... Dead..." Then I giggled. I was pulled up and Rick stabbed in the same exact area again. More liquid sugar to spread. My black hair quickly changed to pink. I giggled again, which turned louder, then into laughter, then louder. No one was in the halls anymore, so my laughter echoed in the hall. Kerry asked, "Why aren't you dead yet, idiot?!" I answered, "You should ask myself that. Oh, you did. Well, I don't know..." Rick dropped the knife. He said, "I'll be coming back for you." I took the knife. I wiped it off with my jacket and said, "No you won't..." I quickly stabbed Rick in his chest, causing him to fall over and bleed to death instantly. Kerry stared at me. I said, "I better see you at 8th Street if you don't want to end up like him. Tonight. 6:00. Better come, or you and your family will be dead tonight." Kerry nodded and quickly walked away, acting like nothing happened. I took Rick's body to the boy's bathroom and left it in the middle of the floor. I walked home that day, feeling great. Once home, I put on a pink suit, dress pants, and a black tie. Why? I have no idea. It matched my newly colored hair!