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Initiation

He snorted, again. "Never had any to take, before."

River laughed, again. He seemed to be doing a lot of that lately... He had no response to Bekah.


River stared relentlessly. He was not going to lose to a girl!

"AHHAHAHAHahahaha!" River exclaimed.

River smirked.

River continued to smirk.






River chewed his gum, too. ((I mean, yay for creativity, right? Eh, it's too early...))
((did u know they have squid ink flavored ice cream in japan? or that they have mint chocolate chip ice-cream gum? lol I got up at 6, too))
((same! ever had orange cream soda gum?))
((Yeah, but the apple pie one is gross!!!))
(kk same here. ill be on at probs 4, ok?))

Cleo jumped slightly when Leaf's voice broke the silence in her head.
Mae stood up, and picked up her 23 neat pages of carefully written text and research. She made sure it was stapled and had no rips or tears in it, then handed it to Leaf. She then returned to her seat, waiting for the next test.
Brandon walked up with everyone and set his twenty seven pages essay on top of the stack.
((Well the frappé chino part.))
((I feel ya.))
Branden watched their conversation carefully, unsure what to think of all of it.
Branden watched their conversation carefully, unsure what to think of all of it.
((Yeah. It's all worth it. You have like perfect teeth afterwards.))
Branden rolled his eyes. Everyone and their bubble gun. It was gross.
"Gum. It's odd." He said. Branden looked down at his book and read the last sentence. Then, shutting the book slowly, he turned it over to the cover.
((How much research and stuff did Branden do for his report? I mean, the only reason I made mae's paper so long was because of all the writing I put into the fact that she was researching, fact checking, and proofreading over and over and over. I think there joule be a 25 page limit for the papers. :P that's just me, though.))
((He is passionate and wants to do his best.))
((So is everyone, though. You didn't really go into detail on exactly how his page got that long. Correct me of I'm wrong, (no seriously, if I'm wrong, tell me) but as far I I remember, he just walks into the library, typed his paper in like one post, and then handed it in. Mae, (who apparently typed 4 pages less) did all the detail work that went into typing a 23 page essay. She checked and crosschecked multiple sources (literally like 10 per topic) and wrote about like five different topics. She proofread and checked for plagiarism about once a post. Brandon just typed his in like one post, and yet he has like almost thirty pages.))
((Chill. Please. I just got into initiation. Please just chill. I don't want anymore drama.))
((If you'd like u can go write a big long paragraph. I just didn't want to keep Mackenzie waiting.))
((Um, please don't be condescending towards me. I'm not starting any "drama". I'm just suggesting a bit of a cut to Branden's paper... O.o))
((I don't want to cut his paper. I'm happy with it and like I said. I didn't want to keep her waiting.))
((Well he also "finished" way after leaf said that time was up... It's just not fair. A lot of people work really hard to put detail. Heck, then only reason I made Mae's 23 pages was because I made it clear that she worked really hard. But Branden just finished his in a couple of posts, and after time was up.))
((Like I said before, I just got in so I missed all instruction. I would enjoy it if you would quit going at my throat. I do t like it. Cut me a bit of slack.))
((If you guys would rather, I can just completely leave. Seeing that apparently everywhere I go people get enraged and inflamed and always gang up in me.))
((It feels like that wherever I go though, people gang up on me, push me to corners like I am a nobody, and point out my tiniest mistakes. And believe me when I say I am sick of it! And I know everyone in here wants me out. Anyone who says otherwise is just kidding themselves. Admit it, everyone. You want me out.))
((Please. Now you're just being dramatic. We just agree on the same matter. We're not ganging up on you. I know it's hard to believe, but I have other things to do. Can we all please just agree? I'm tired of fighting. Hell, I'm tired of living. But I'm not going to go around accusing people of ganging up on me. If two people agree that I should change something, I would do it. What's so hard?))
((I am not being dramatic. And I am so sick of how people treat me in this group. Honestly. Everyone treats me like im a nobody. And I'm not going to change something I did because people don't like it. And people have been ganging up on me. And guess what? It hurts. Dammit I'm so sick of this. Please excuse my language but thats how sick of it I am.))
((And I'm sorry if anything I say comes off as mean. I'm just tired. Literally, tired of everything. All anyone ever does is remind me that I'm selfish, nasty, vicious, inconsiderate, lazy, and unable to feel empathy. I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about my family. The people who are supposed to stick with me. Most of it is true, too, And no matter how hard I try, I can't it. Yesterday, my violin broke. The violin I've had for years. The one I named, and took everywhere. And all anyone would do is yell. I'm just freaking done. My friends are done putting up with me, my family talks behind my back. I literally wish I would die. I don't even know. I'm just really pissed off right now. Please... Disregard any mean things I say. Please. I'm not trying to be mean, nasty, or vicious. Apparently it's who I am. And sorry for annoying you. Just... Please, PLEASE cut the paper, okay? I'm scared that is I ask again, I'll turn into a monster. I don't want to.))
((And I'm sick if how people treat me in real life. In every group. Just... Try not to be so dramatic about it. It just comes off as self pity. And I used to pity myself so much that I now hate any hint of it. Other people have problems too. No matte how bad you feel, there's always someone who feels worse. I learned that the hard way.))
River shrugged.