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g l a s s  a n i m a l s

the other side of paradise

❝ Bye bye baby blue

I wish you could see the wicked truth  ❞

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c u r i o s i t y

a strong desire to know or learn something.

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     Waking up at 6:08 wasn't Pacifica's plan, but it certainly was going to be used as an advantage. After a quick shower and carefully doing her hair, she grabbed her essentials and left. It was eerily quiet in the hallway, and as she approached the staircase leading down, it seemed even more so.

     Perhaps she was imagining the pictures staring at her.

      Looking at the list of names on the list, she pouted her face; she didn't know any one of them. Sighing, she made her way to the cafeteria. There were only two mid-forties women talking amongst themselves.

      "Ah, early bird?" a woman with shining dark eyes exclaimed, clasping her hands together. The woman put on her cap and approached Pacifica. "What would you like, dear?"

      "French toast?" was the first thing that blurted out of Pacifica's mouth. The elderly woman laughed, nodding her head.

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     Beside each of the names, there was a number, and so Pacifica began texting.

PazAction: Hey guys, 8 AM at the gym today?

     And almost immediately after closing her phone, there were 4 'dings'. 

FuckCupidItsAcid: 8? Babe, that's pretty freaking early.

GregoryAintTheName: i'm down with coming now,

FuckCupidItsAcid: Count me in, too.

PrincePhilip: Ditto

     Approaching the doors of the gym, she found three lanky boys lounging near the bleachers. One, she knew, was Acid Chiu. His dark hair swept over his face, and fingers fiddling with the cigarette box.

      The other two were people she didn't know. Carefully going towards them, she wrung her hands behind her back.

      "Hey, I'm Greg, and you are PazAction?" said the freckled boy with bright hair, his mouth in a lopsided grin. Behind him, a dark haired boy waved at Pacifica, his dark skin glistened with his taught muscles in his sleeveless shirt.

      "I'm Pacifica."

      "Philip," he nodded, multiple piercings on his face accentuated his high cheekbones and gold eyes. He was, dare Pacifica say, pretty attractive.

       "Acid, but you already know that," smirked the boy with storms in his eyes.

      "So, let's get to it, shall we?"

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     "I was told I'd be helping at 12, not fucking finishing at 12. Jesus, that was hard work, but it sure as hell paid off," said Acid, stretching his arms as he made his way near Pacifica, who was putting the final touches on the streamers.

      "Looks bloody insane," nodded Greg, arms crossed, and eyebrows shot upwards in an impressed look. Phil warmly smiled at Pacifica.

      "Thank you for helping me, you guys were great," grinning brightly, Pacifica tightened her ponytail, grabbed her things and began walking out. That was until the doors were shot open and a girl with black hair greeted her.

      "Ah! I'm so sorry! I didn't know where I was walking," rambled the girl with fair skin and dark hair.

     "Candy, what are you doing here?" an unusually calm voice said, it was Acid.

      "Well, I was assigned by Dipper to come help at 12!"

      "Are you sure? I don't remember him mentioning that at all," sauntered over Phil, coolly looking at the girl with gorgeous eyelashes. Acid and Greg were beside Pacifica in an instant.

      "I seem to be unwanted here, and it seems you've got the job done," biting her red lips, Candy gave a once over to Pacifica and sighed. "Honey, think twice before joining this circle." 

      And with that, the colorful girl left.

      "What was that all about?" asked Pacifica, hesitantly.

      "Nothing your pretty little mind has to worry about," said Acid darkly. He left the gym, fists clenched and jaw set.

       "Hey, seriously though, don't worry about it," said Greg, softly, and put a warm hand on her shoulder, and left. Phil turned to her, his eyes gorgeous and reminded her of Dipper.

      "I'd say we did a job pretty freakin' well done. I'm impressed, PazAction," he winked, pushing the doors out of the gym to leave. There was a burning pool of FIRE at her stomach, the curiosity to know who Candy was, or what had caused the sudden mood change.

      She was going to find out, some way or another.

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Dedicated to: crazyhat4life for the funniest comments and always being the first to comment

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