Long Gone Friend

1

Jamie, 13, and Tina, 12, are good friends. Best friends, if you may. They have a friend, Anton, 12, who may be a walking toast, but has been taken against his will to be their supposed "friend." He only hoped to fit in with the crowd, but not like this.

Jamie is a tomboy, but a hybrid of such. She had orange hair, with a white t-shirt, black shorts, and light green skin. She was usually seen as the sidekick for the misdeeds of her friend — maybe her only friend - Tina, a T-rex, who dominates the school of her massive size; her short temper gives her the unpredictable and unsettling terror for those near her. She has hunted down students for sometimes the littlest things. (Gumball was one, when her sister tried to get Tina to stop bullying him; a fight was then ensued.) There was no stopping here when she starts that kind of rampage.

They were good friends—not ones who'd hang out and sleepover, but they were more like partners in crime in school.

They only had each other, no one else.

Tina knew she didn't have many friends. Gumball was barely one, but knew it wasn't one that was true to friendship. Neither was Jamie, but there they had a good connection with each other. They were almost like unknown employees you'd see standing by the water filter, just relaxing, drinking some water and talking.

Boys were far from their minds, but just couldn't cope with the feeling that they may just be lonely. They would maybe, just maybe, be alone with each other.

2

Jamie was resting in her unmade bed, which stank by the amount of filth she brought in without taking a shower (Not very lady-like, like one of those stereotypical women from the 60's would say).

Tina was by her window. She couldn't get in the house for very obvious reasons in both property damage and the fact she doesn't have money or a job to pay it back.

"Jamie," she began whispering. "Jamie. Jamie. Jamie. JAMIE!"

She fell out of bed, with just her wearing a tank-top. No undergarments with her—she liked going in the nude, but started putting on a tank-top if some pervert came in seeing her with breasts popping out. She couldn't tell if she had any at the moment, but knew she had to prepare, just in case.

"What?" Jamie said, not yelling since she was still a bit sleepy (and if she was aware, she would go mad on you. Mad, I'd tell you!).

"You gotta see this," she said, with her deep voice. "Come down."

Tina went away from the window, knowing that Jamie needed some privacy to get some clothes. Jamie went to the closet in her room, still no underwear, walking in the breeze. She found her usual outfit of clothes—white t-shirt and black shorts. She went under her bed to pull out the drawers underneath to get her underwear—boys' boxers, to be exact.

After she was clothed, she ran out to the back, since Tina always liked going to her house from the backyard.

"All right," she said. "What do you want to show me?"

"Hop on my back and I'll show you what's really messed up," she said, putting her down by Jamie. She ran up from her tail to her neck, and they were off.

3

Jamie was a bit sleepy on the way, but when they got there, it was something. She stopped by the empty road and houses in Riverside, which was close to Jamie's house. But this part also connected with the forest. Along with that, it was pretty much silence.

"Jamie?" Tina said, checking to see if she was awake.

Jamie yawned for a bit. "Yes?"

"Get down."

Jamie went sliding down and saw nothing new but just the forest.

"What did you want to show me?"

"Go get that ball."

Jamie looked and saw a little red ball just laying there by the trees. She felt a little mad if this was so important to wake her up from her sleep. "Why?"

"Do it—you'll see what I mean when you do."

Jamie walked, disappointed at this foolish task. Why wake her up when she could have been—

She stopped. She...bumped into something.

Jamie reached her hand out to see what was it.

Her hand reached an end, but it was still in midair. She put both hands on it, seeing it like a big oiece of glass. She knocked on it, but saw that it was thin when it didn't make much of a sound.

"Why don't you knock this down? Might be fun."

"Already did. I got mad when I thought someone was playing a joke, so I ran to it with all my strength, and BAM! Still noting. Not even a crack."

She didn't believe it. "That's impossible. This glass should be very breakable."

"Well, it isn't with me."

"Did you try digging your way out?"

"Can't," she said, showing her little arms.

"So, we can—Look out!" Jamie yelled, but it was too late. She saw something come at Tina's way, but it hit her. She didn't see what it was, but it knocked Tina down, she thought. When she opened her eyes, she realized she couldn't hear at the moment, while seeing blood on the road and sidewalk.

She got up, looking around, but her vision was a fog; her eyesight couldn't stop moving around, giving her sore headaches, like when she tried to solve the cube by getting all the colors on the same side.

Jamie soon started to hear, but just a little bit; she saw people, but were covered by the fog caused by the explosion to Tina.

She was shot in the arm, realizing they were opening fire at her. She ran, whatever direction she pleased. She stopped when she saw that she was heading to the forest. She turned to her left and saw a clear route from the alley. She ran, with blood coming out of her left arm. She used her right hand to cover the wound.

Jamie ran and ran, but knew she was leaving her friend behind. She's dead, but questions remained unanswered.