A New Manager?
Happy Birthday, Jane!
I woke up to me in a bunk. I peeked out the curtain. The clock said 12:00. Midnight. Everyone else was in their bunks. I saw a figure sleeping on the couch. I saw a tattoed wrist of a bird. Kevin. Aw. Poor Louis. I got out and walked over to him.
He looked so peaceful. But I whook him. He sleepily looked at me. "Hey. What are you doing up?" "Go sleep in your bunk. Couches are comfy for me." He tried to argue. I wish I was still their manager right now. Finally I won. He got up, leaving the blanket and pillow for me. He got in his bunk. I hated lying to him. Couches give me a stiff neck and pain.
I snuck to the bathroom and pulled out my blade. I heard Louis say, "Be right back, Eleanor." THAT'S who I was sleeping with. When I had woke up, there was a grown woman next to me, asleep. It was Eleanor Calder. I thought of the lie and made a slash. Another. Another. Soon my arm had
five new cuts added. The doorknob jangled. I tried to get up but pain shot through my arm from my wrist. I waited for him to come in. The door opened. "Hey are you in here? I just needed to pee-" he saw my blade in the counter. His eyes drew to my arm. He bent down and higged me. I started crying. "Louis? Babe whats going on-?" Eleanor loomed at my arm as well. "Oh, honey." Louis left as Eleanor helped me up.
It was one in the morning. "Happy birthday, Jane." I said. Eleanor looked at me. "You were almost a Christmas baby?" I nodded. "One more day later I would've been one. Tomorrows Christmas." She nodded. She pinished putting thick blade-proof gauze on my wrist. She smiled at me. I went back to the couch. I sat by Louis. And fell asleep. Tyen woke up in his arms. "I know I'm not your dad but you are sleeping in my bunk. Eleanor will too." I felt the bunk bed beneath me. Eleanor was facing me. "Louis. What about the others? They'll see the gauze! " She whispered. I looked at Louis. "Relax. She can wear one of Liam's hoodies." Eleanor gave him a look butwrapped her arms around me. I was 14 today. Eleanor told him that. "Happy birthday." And he went to the couch.
Notes
Hopefully no one got triggered. You are all beautiful nomatter what the bitches say. Fuck them. Need someone to talk to? Message me. Even though I dont have very good advice, I could lend you some. <3 you, beauties.
