"Like, Why'd You Bring HER, Bubs?" Chapter 1 || Well-Rested

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Chapter 1 || Well-Rested I was alone in the old CloudYay dorm that everyone still used, even after the teams had changed yet again and TPOT had ended months ago. Thankfully, after a lot of negotiation, even more shouting and a hell of a lot of insults (mainly directed at Golf Ball), I'd managed to get the dorm to myself for a night. Golf Ball was at B A G G E D (the musical notes)'s dorm, probably just to hang out (correction: make out) with Tennis Ball again. Those two were inseparable, and always had been. It came as no surprise that Donut was so obsessed with hanging out with Barf Bag after she'd been found and rescued from that STUPID ALGEBRALIEN, so they weren't in the dorm either. Actually, they were, but they were probably going to be too busy making out in the other room to notice FreeSmart. Ugh, that STUPID ONE... I couldn't believe I'd fallen victim to One's little mind games, even if I'd thought it'd mean I'd see my alliance and finally fix things. I didn't even NEED One for that; I'd managed to actually fix things with FreeSmart, changing the rules of the alliance and negotiating with my former best friends and allies and regularly consulting (correction #2: crying with) Match for advice. ANYWAYS. Winner and Pillow were both going to Team 2's room to see Taggy. Book would've gone, but she was in FreeSmart and seemed to feel a sense of... pity, almost... for me. It was just plain stupid, really; I didn't need anyone's pity, least of all Book's. Even so, Pillow was probably going to be internally gutted or some junk like that - I had heard that Book was in some sort of relationship with Pillow from Match, but with that girl you could never be sure. The rumors I've heard from Matchy... And no-one knew where Yellow Face was, but I did NOT want to risk asking; I was better off when he WASN'T advertising a ton of stupid products. That was pretty much everyone. The argument I'd had with Golf Ball and Donut consisted of something like this: "Hey, guys, I, like, need y'all out of the dorm tonight, I'm having a FreeSmart sleepover, mkay?" "PENCIL! That is incredibly irresponsible on your behalf, it is incorrect to leave matters like this until the day of the event!" "Urgh, like, chill, bozo bossy-bot, it isn't that big of a freaking deal." "YES IT IS YOU INFERIOR-MINDED FOOL!" "Guys, be quiet! Pencil, GB's right, that's really irresponsible of you, me and Barfy were planning on having a movie night today!" "SHUT IT, YOU TWO!" "Hey, um, guys," Barf Bag eventually cut in, eager to avoid the oncoming conflict, "I think you all should stop arguing! Donut, we can still have our movie night - GB installed a second TV, remember? And Pencil, so long as you don't walk into that part of the dorm with your friends, that'll work out fine, right?" Giving in, me, Donut and Golf Ball had all nodded, me and Golf Ball bedrudgingly and reluctantly, and Donut excitedly agreeing to Barf Bag's suggestions as usual. Simp... So that was how I had gotten to this point. Annoyingly, I could already hear Donut and Barf Bag muttering sweet nothings to each other from the other room because of the stupid thin walls. ("I wonder if I'd ever relate to that movie, huh, Donut?" "I mean, uhh- You never know, Barfy..." Gross, she hoped that wouldn't be a regular thing going forward. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door, and I excitedly got up to answer. Who would it be? Book, smiling as she walked in, holding her green bag? Icy, still grumpy, but somewhat excited all the same? Match, who would throw her arms around me just like back in BFDIA? Ruby, squealing and holding a bag of candy- Hang on a minute. This was no FreeSmarter. "I hate this."