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Mira proceeds to dig into Janis's bag, only to find her phone, a wallet with barely any money in it, a half-empty pack of cigarettes, a lighter and what appears to be some sort of notebook. She pulls out the latter, revealing it to be a rather posh-looking copybook and proceeds to question: " 'This your idea of "a bunch of stuff regarding your current struggles"? A book? "

Janis swiftly resounded: "It's my diary. Well, I've let Erin and Nora throw a couple entries of their own in there early on but that's not too relevant to why I brought it with me."

"I'll be the judge on that."

"Should be a somewhat quick read through all the entries, 20 minutes tops."

Taking Janis' word for it, Mira pores through the diary one entry at a time. Many of those entries turned out to be essentially gleeful confirmations of miscellaneous wrongdoing against her and a few other classmates. As she nears half the diary's contents, she makes no secret of her opinion on the now-broken clique, clearly jaded by it all: "You lot were just...An absolute piece of work, really!"

Janis sighs, seemingly in acceptance of that statement. Mira goes on to turn another leaf. She reads through the next entry as her face now takes on a slight frown, a clear sign that something about the entry really caught her interest moreso than all others prior to it. It reads:

"Dear diary...

Ever since Ursuline superglued the wheels on Mira's wheelchair thus forcing her to buy a new one, I couldn't help but notice that something about her just became...off. She no longer fights us back as much as before, she's not even trying to avoid us, she barely speaks to anyone and in general she's just...barely there anymore ffs!

This got me wondering...Have we gone a bit too far with picking on her specifically? Is it doing us any good? Have we unwittingly led her to the first stretch on the road to the unthinkable? Am I robbing myself of a chance to make a new friend who could make some kinda difference in my life?

Oh well, I'm pretty sure Uri, Nono and Erin will just write this off as me softening up or whatever the fuck. Guess I'll just keep tagging along with them but I won't go outta my way to fuck up her days anymore than I already have and I'll just safely lock you away, my beloved diary, in my drawers, never to find yourself anywhere near school ever again.

Until then..."

Mira raises her head, closes the diary, shoves it back in the bag, intently looks at Janis and inquires:

"So let me get this straight...You spent all this time fucking with my shit, it took you until I completely checked out mentally to realize that maybe, juuuuuuust maybe something's wrong with what it is you're doing, only to then go "yeah, I guess I'll hang out with those lot some more". WHAT?"

"Well...I guess dumb ol' peer pressure kicked in at the time...You could say I wasn't ready to cut the cord as it were. They meant the world to me and still do, I really didn't want to get on their bad side..."

"Janis!"

"Yes, Mira?"

"I want you to look me in the eyes and answer me honestly..."

"Sure?"

"Right here and now, right this second...What am I even to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't mean to rub it in your face or anything but...Your life is kinda a shambles now, you came to me of all people as part of some kind of journey towards redemption and I just...Don't know what to make of it all, nevermind how exactly I'm meant to help! So I ask again: Aside from a former target of your more...harmful actions, what am I really to you?"

"I suppose...Someone I should at least try and get to know a little better? Maybe something, anything really, will come out of that and make us slightly better people for it?"

A few seconds of tense, dead silence looms over Janis and Mira's heads. The latter of the two slowly extends her hand towards the former while donning a mild smile: "Then I guess we now have something to work towards together, based on how honest you've been so far!"

An equally tender smile adorns Janis' face, who then takes Mira's hand and agrees: "Is that so? I think you're giving me a bit too much credit there but...Sure, here's to what should be a new beginning."

They nod and look each other in the eyes for a few more seconds. Mira asks: "So, what's the big plan now?"

"Good question..."

"Hmm...How about...I show up in class, if only for Monday or half of next week? Maybe someone will be happy to see my face again over there, maybe not."

"But...I thought you had a crippling fear of crowds?"

"That's the point, I want to see if I can get over that proper."

"Fair enough."

"Now let me just uhh..."

Mira whips out her phone and breaks out the news to her mother by way of a text. It reads:

"i wanna show up in class monday. just thought id let u know. we can talk l8r when ur back from work ^^"

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(previous: www.deviantart.com/burbank2000… )

Mira proceeds to dig into Janis's bag, only to find her phone, a wallet with barely any money in it, a half-empty pack of cigarettes, a lighter and what appears to be some sort of notebook. She pulls out the latter, revealing it to be a rather posh-looking copybook and proceeds to question: " 'This your idea of "a bunch of stuff regarding your current struggles"? A book? "

Janis swiftly resounded: "It's my diary. Well, I've let Erin and Nora throw a couple entries of their own in there early on but that's not too relevant to why I brought it with me."

"I'll be the judge on that."

"Should be a somewhat quick read through all the entries, 20 minutes tops."

Taking Janis' word for it, Mira pores through the diary one entry at a time. Many of those entries turned out to be essentially gleeful confirmations of miscellaneous wrongdoing against her and a few other classmates. As she nears half the diary's contents, she makes no secret of her opinion on the now-broken clique, clearly jaded by it all: "You lot were just...An absolute piece of work, really!"

Janis sighs, seemingly in acceptance of that statement. Mira goes on to turn another leaf. She reads through the next entry as her face now takes on a slight frown, a clear sign that something about the entry really caught her interest moreso than all others prior to it. It reads:

"Dear diary...

Ever since Ursuline superglued the wheels on Mira's wheelchair thus forcing her to buy a new one, I couldn't help but notice that something about her just became...off. She no longer fights us back as much as before, she's not even trying to avoid us, she barely speaks to anyone and in general she's just...barely there anymore ffs!

This got me wondering...Have we gone a bit too far with picking on her specifically? Is it doing us any good? Have we unwittingly led her to the first stretch on the road to the unthinkable? Am I robbing myself of a chance to make a new friend who could make some kinda difference in my life?

Oh well, I'm pretty sure Uri, Nono and Erin will just write this off as me softening up or whatever the fuck. Guess I'll just keep tagging along with them but I won't go outta my way to fuck up her days anymore than I already have and I'll just safely lock you away, my beloved diary, in my drawers, never to find yourself anywhere near school ever again.

Until then..."

Mira raises her head, closes the diary, shoves it back in the bag, intently looks at Janis and inquires:

"So let me get this straight...You spent all this time fucking with my shit, it took you until I completely checked out mentally to realize that maybe, juuuuuuust maybe something's wrong with what it is you're doing, only to then go "yeah, I guess I'll hang out with those lot some more". WHAT?"

"Well...I guess dumb ol' peer pressure kicked in at the time...You could say I wasn't ready to cut the cord as it were. They meant the world to me and still do, I really didn't want to get on their bad side..."

"Janis!"

"Yes, Mira?"

"I want you to look me in the eyes and answer me honestly..."

"Sure?"

"Right here and now, right this second...What am I even to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't mean to rub it in your face or anything but...Your life is kinda a shambles now, you came to me of all people as part of some kind of journey towards redemption and I just...Don't know what to make of it all, nevermind how exactly I'm meant to help! So I ask again: Aside from a former target of your more...harmful actions, what am I really to you?"

"I suppose...Someone I should at least try and get to know a little better? Maybe something, anything really, will come out of that and make us slightly better people for it?"

A few seconds of tense, dead silence looms over Janis and Mira's heads. The latter of the two slowly extends her hand towards the former while donning a mild smile: "Then I guess we now have something to work towards together, based on how honest you've been so far!"

An equally tender smile adorns Janis' face, who then takes Mira's hand and agrees: "Is that so? I think you're giving me a bit too much credit there but...Sure, here's to what should be a new beginning."

They nod and look each other in the eyes for a few more seconds. Mira asks: "So, what's the big plan now?"

"Good question..."

"Hmm...How about...I show up in class, if only for Monday or half of next week? Maybe someone will be happy to see my face again over there, maybe not."

"But...I thought you had a crippling fear of crowds?"

"That's the point, I want to see if I can get over that proper."

"Fair enough."

"Now let me just uhh..."

Mira whips out her phone and breaks out the news to her mother by way of a text. It reads:

"i wanna show up in class monday. just thought id let u know. we can talk l8r when ur back from work ^^"