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Follow @ Monsieur_Froggy on Instagram for more updates and @Homeless Taters on Tumblr Bio: Amber's grandmother passed away and the only thing to keep her company is the last gift her grandmother ever gave her........the typewriter.....the only thing left of her. Cold and distant memories flood her mind as she begins using it, reoccurring memories she just can't flake off. Once she's finally at peace, the typewriter suddenly disappears. She starts searching for it everywhere, along with her close friend Beatrice. Learning of it's horrific past in the process together. Not knowing what lies in store for them and their "friendship"....

QUEEN_NOVA_RULEZ · LGBT+
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12 Chs

Writing Club part 2

Typing on the typewriter for the first time made my finger so tired, I was unable to brush hair this morning. My paper is not even finished and I'm running late for school, I hope Bee is still waiting for me...

"You become superwoman and I'll be the writer then?" I said at the table, eating the same old cereal again. I ate all the variety in this house, I guess I'm stuck this way!

"Amber, you think I'm that strong? Just because I broke your table doesn't mean anything!" I looked puzzled, "Are you sure?"

She looked shocked, especially at my messy hair, "You're going to school like that?"

"Well my fingers are broken from those stupid keys, so yes…," I watched her crack a smile her face, I chose to ignore it, heading to the front door.

"Amber, don't be like that! I'll buy more cereal if you cheer up!" I froze for a second, slightly turning my head, "As long as you don't get the regular Cheerios!"

"Alright! See you after school!" was heard outside the door as I trudged in the snow, last time I was paying attention to the weather, it wasn't snowing…

"Hey Amber!" Bee ran up to hug me, she felt so warm….maybe because I forgot to wear 4 layers instead of having 3.

"Bee, can I ask you something?...it'll be real quick," her smile was so bright, I thought I needed sunglasses in a snow storm for a second.

"Yes?" I paused before saying it, hoping she wouldn't overreact, "Remember what we did at camp...well I wanted to say I'm sorry for pulling away. Pulling away from you when you confessed and when we you needed me most, I wasn't there, I'm sorry Bee!" I lowered my head,waiting for her to tell me off...but she didn't? Why? She awkwardly turned to look at the 6th graders who were lagging behind like us.

"I thought you wanted to stop, I never saw it as a rejection. Besides, you would have told me and never talked to me again Amb's. We both know you never let me down, even when I almost drowned at redwood's lake.

" That's true, I just thought when you hung out with Jennifer, it was the end of us," she smirked, brushing the messing hair out of my face.

"Why on earth would I end something that's already started?" I blushed at her remark, how could a very outspoken person like her end up with my goofy self.

"You really need to brush your hair, what would the people at the writing club think of …hm? That you're related to Jane and Tarzan?" she unzipped her book bag, handing me a brush and s crunchy. She really is a sweetheart!!!

"What would I do without you?" she took my hat off and began to gently brush my hair.

"Nothing I suppose...I have band aids too, if you need them?" we both looked at my messed up fingers.

"I guess I don't have to study tomorrow, huh?" Bee laughed, pulling my hair up into a magnificent bun.

"Wow, I've never felt so fancy in a while?!" I looked into my reflection in her pocket mirror.

"What? It's been a hot minute since you looked like a wildebeest, welcome to civilization my friend!" I punched in the arm. I ran as she chased me towards that building, knowing we must part now to our stairwells. She waved as we were the last ones inside, my smile soon faded as I made my way to home room.

"We have a new student joining our homeroom, would you like to introduce yourself?" My eyes must've deceived me, it was Jenifer!

"My name is Jennifer and I would sure like to get to know everything single one of you," My eyes followed her with a piercing glare, " Nice to see you again Amber…".

Her tone was so malevolent as an ominous feeling set into my stomach, "It sure is".