Well I managed to sneak into the place where stoner-boy paints. I took the lunchlady's egg and smashed it to get the goo out of the middle (wearing a bunch of protective stuff, I'm not stupid) then I took that and injected it into the paint tubes. He should get a nasty surprise the next time he uses them
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*rolls his eyes*
man you are one screwy chick. Maybe she doesn't give a crap about Jake. Maybe she was doing it for someone else?
Don't you remember doing it? You're dimmer than I thought, I knew within days what she was doing to all of us who have the missing memories...like you...and Theresa.
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You didn't answer my question. What do you want? What's it going to take for you to go away? I'd rather take my chances with the vampires.
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I want you to fucking remember what you did. Take your little group of teen losers and do whatever it is you do. You tried to kill your damn boyfriend and you don't even remember it!
You want to know why I know? Because I was there when she thralled you over the phone, right after she killed the principal and fed him to her eggs!
Don't you remember getting the phone call? "hello jordan, listen to me very carefully, I want you to do something..."
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*tugs out of his grip and shoves him, hard*
Do not ever put your hands on me! I'm not one of your airhead girlfriends!
*is breathing hard, angry tears shining in her eyes*
*screams at him*
Okay, I remember getting a phone call, I remember it now, are you fucking satisfied? Are you?
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*voice a low purr*
Do you remember trying to kill loser McNeil? Do you remember the lunch lady making you do things?
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I remember... you. It wasn't her who told me to rig Jake's amp. It was you. You called me right after she did.
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*takes a step closer*
Doesn't really matter, I still want you to know about the lunch lady.
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So I know. What now?
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I can always blame your death on her too.
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*turns and begins to run, feet pounding on the pavement*
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