After school, I don't bother turning on my phone as I head towards the gym.

Once I get there, I take a shower, brush my teeth, and then get in my old clothes to work out, sprinting on the treadmill, swimming to cool off in the pool, punching a punching bag, and all that stuff. Of course, being half starved and out of shape, by the time I finished I was gasping for air and my clothes were sopping wet.

Taking another shower just because I can, with my membership, I buy a banana and eat it just before brushing my teeth again.

Seeing it get dark out, I walk towards what I dubbed as "my bench". It was in between the gym and the school, an hour away from each. I didn't mind, since it was better than the walk from the school to the gym, which was, unsurprisingly, a two hour walk.

When I reached my bench, I fell asleep, not bothering the other person sitting on it. Waking up around midnight, having got a good four hours of sleep, I turned on my phone. I was surprised when I saw all three had texted me.

L: I find that an unreasonable time to go to school. It does not open until six thirty.

Scarecrow: How long does it take to go to school? Three hours? Why did you chose someplace so far away?

Scarecrow: Hello? You turned off your phone?!

L: Is there a reason you have no job yet have enough to get a year membership at the gym?

Angst-y Teen: Class is so boring

Angst-y Teen: What person leaves their phone off during the day

Angst-y Teen: Leave your phone on next time

Angst-y Teen: You better answer me once you get these

Angst-y Teen: Tch

I chuckle at the last text.

Me: Sassy, aren't you? I usually charge it during the day, but I suppose I'll text you later today, Angst-y Teen.

Me: Stop worrying, Scarecrow. Because it's in between the gym and the school. No other comments.

Me: The janitors let me in around six, and the front doors are always unlocked. It's the secondary doors that don't open until six thirty. I had a few hundred left over. The gym gives free showers to those who actually work out, and they can't kick me out since I don't only use them for showers. The school gives free food to certain people and I have a few left over to buy a banana at the gym, since they're only 50 cents.

Angst-y Teen: Text me now

Me: Okay, I guess.

Angst-y Teen: Do you ever sleep?

Me: Nope. IMA vampire. Tis why I don't answer during the day.

Angst-y Teen: Hn

Angst-y Teen: So you glitter?

Me: I'm going to murder the author of Twilight, I swear.

Angst-y Teen: What's up?

Me: The sky, you?

*Scarecrow is online*

Angst-y Teen: Bored. Why are you outside?

Me: I thought we went through this...? I'm homeless. Anyway, why are you bored?

Angst-y Teen: I have nothing to do

Me: Makes sense.

"Hello there~, who might you be~?" A rather insane voice sings out, the flash of a knife glimmering in the light of the street lamp.

I continue texting for a bit.

Me: Scarecrow, I can now understand your concern and wish I had listened to you. As it is now, I'm glad you're online. Can you meet me at Hell High? It's just off of Seventh St. I'm sprinting there now, and will be there in about twenty to fourty minutes.

AN: Cliffie one, another chapter two, I'm bad at guessing my own moves so I apologize for lying kinda. Hope ya enjoyed