(set: $ha1 to (text:(random: 1, 3)))
(set: $ha2 to (text:(random: 1, 8)))
(set: $drugs to 0)
(set: $bandaids to 0)
(set: $erin to 0)
(set: $b to 0)
(set: $a to 0)
(set: $draw to 0)
(set: $janitorKey to 0)
(set: $principal to 0)
(set: $t to 0)
(set: $ to 0)
(set: $bathroom to 0)
(set: $dunno to 0)
(set: $rand to (random: 1, 2))
(if: $rand is 1)[(set: $kyle to "Kyle"),(set: $he to "he"),(set: $He to "He"),(set: $his to "his"),(set: $him to "him"),(set: $PHis to "his"),(set: $boy to "boy")]
(if: $rand is 2)[(set: $kyle to "Kyra")(set: $he to "she"),(set: $He to "She"),(set: $his to "her"),(set: $him to "her"),(set: $PHis to "hers"),(set: $boy to "girl")]
(set: $inv to (a: "Pockets:"))
(set: $name to (prompt: "What is your name?", "Nerdwad"))
(go-to: "begin")
You're late for class. Which is in room 203.
[[Stairwell->StairwellStart]]
(if: $ha1 is "1")[(set: $short to "short") ]
(else-if: $ha1 is "2")[ (set: $short to "medium length") ]
(else-if: $ha1 is "3")[ (set: $short to "long") ]
(if: $ha2 is "1")[ (set: $black to "black" ) ]
(else-if: $ha2 is "2")[ (set: $black to "brown") ]
(else-if: $ha2 is "3")[ (set: $black to "blonde") ]
(else-if: $ha2 is "4")[ (set: $black to "red") ]
(else-if: $ha2 is "5")[ (set: $black to "pink") ]
(else-if: $ha2 is "6")[ (set: $black to "blue") ]
(else-if: $ha2 is "7")[ (set: $black to "purple") ]
(else-if: $ha2 is "8")[ (set: $black to "green")]
(set: $var to (random: 1, 9))
(if: $var is 1)[(go-to: "s1")]
(if: $var is 2)[(go-to: "s2")]
(if: $var is 3)[(go-to: "s3")]
(if: $var is 4)[(go-to: "s4")]
(if: $var is 5)[(go-to: "s5")]
(if: $var is 6)[(go-to: "s6")]
(if: $var is 7)[(go-to: "s7")]
(if: $var is 8)[(go-to: "s8")]
(if: $var is 9)[(go-to: "s9")]The gym is down here. So is the aud. You can go to the office, too.
[[Office]]
[[Gym]]
[[Downstairs!]]
[[Stairwell]] This floor was filled with classrooms. It was very quiet. Almost like there weren't rooms of full of teenagers one after another.
[[203]]
[[210]]
[[Bathroom]]
[[Stairwell]]The Library is up here. And like, more classrooms.
[[Library]]
[[Your Locker]]
[[Somebody else's locker]]
[[Stairwell]]The fourth floor leads to the roof of the school. This area is blocked off to students.
(if: $roofKey is 1)[(go-to: "Roof")]
Maybe you could find a way to get your hands on the key, though...
[[Stairwell]]"$name! How nice of you to join us," Says Mr. Karlowe as you enter. You can feel the eyes of your peers on your back as you cross the room.
(if: $begin is 1)[(go-to: "Again")]
"Sorry I'm late," You respond. You take a seat next to Erin. The class continues.
[[Talk to Erin]]This, was not your classroom. Even though 203 was on the same floor, the idle chatter from inside of 210 caught your attention. You peeked inside. You recognised none of these kids.
[[Go in]]
[[Second Floor]]
(set: $a to (random: 1, 4))
(if: $a is 1)[(go-to: "Ba1")]
(if: $a is 2)[(go-to: "Ba2")]
(if: $a is 3)[(go-to: "Ba3")]
(if: $a is 4)[(go-to: "Ba4")]You take a piss. Nobody seems to mind.
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]](if: $mark is 1)[(go-to: "madlib1")](else:)[(go-to: "Ba2")]
You look in the mirror.
A nerd looks back at you.
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]] (if: $principal is 1)[(go-to: "Office4")](else:)[(go-to: "Office5")]
You walk into the gym. It's definetly not time for you to be in here.
(if: $gym is 1)[(go-to: "gym2")]
The gym class is full with athletic seniors, all zipping about and shooting basketballs. The room sounds as though you were inside of a thundercloud.
A thundercloud with zome kind of squeaky birds, who chirped with every squeal of rubber shoes.
(if: $lovers is 5)[(go-to: "gymend")]
[[Walk in]]
[[Nevermind lol->First Floor]]What do you say?
(if: $mark is 0)[ [[Ask for a permenant marker->Erin marker]] ]
(if: $drugs is 1)[ [[Talk about drugs]] ]
(if: $vand1 is 1)[ [[Tell her about vandelism->vand1]] ]
(if: $vand2 is 1)[ [[Tell her about vandelism->vand2]] ]
(if: $vand3 is 1)[ [[Tell her about vandelism->vand3]] ]
(if: $bandaids > 2)[ [[Tell her about bandaids]] ]
(if: $principal is 1)[ [[Recount to Erin about your immense loss]] ]
(if: $dunno is 1)[ [[Talk about the virus you downloaded]] ]
**(if: $key is 1)[ [[Talk about Key]] ]**
[[I don't have anything to say->Sit]] The library is filled with the smell of dust and the clickity-clacking of keyboards.
[[Look out the window]]
(if: $dunno is 0)[
[[Computer]] ]
[[Books!]]
(if: ($lovers is 1) or ($books is 1))[
[[Talk to Cameryn]] ]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Stairwell]]"Did I miss anything?" You ask, slipping into the seat beside her. She had out today's notes and was doodling along the margins. The teachers hated when she did that.
(set: $begin to 1)
Erin has $short $black hair and glasses. You weren't sure if the glasses were real or not, because she really only wore them on occasion, and you were slightly too scared to ask.
"I dunno." She says. "Probably."
Erin is your friend. She pulls out an earbud to listen to you.
"Is there anything exciting today?" You ask.
"I dunno." She replies. "Honestly, you could do shit all in this school and nobody would notice. When is anything //ever// exciting?"
You think about this for a moment. "Do you want something exciting to happen?"
Erin blinks. She gives you an off-smile. "What, you gonna start a riot or something? Maybe pull a fire alarm?"
"I'm not sure," You say, "But I can figure something out."
"When you do, let me know. I'll be here waiting. And bored, probably." She puts her earbud back in, letting you know the conversation is over.
[[Ask to go to the bathroom]]
[[Stay in class]]
You walk into the office again, trying to act as inconspicuous as possible. The secretary stares you down, although you pretend to read the inspirational posters and behave neutral. You can feel her gaze pierce through your soul.
(set: $b to (random: 3, 100))
You wait.
(if: $bandaids > 75)[(go-to: "Office3")]
You wait.
You wait, and now's your chance.
You shove $b bandaids into your pocket.
(set: $bandaids to $bandaids + $b)
Success!
[[First Floor]]With every time you enter the office, swiping becomes a little bit easer.
(set: $b to (random: 3, 100))
You shove $b bandaids into your pocket.
(set: $bandaids to $bandaids + $b)
Something is wrong.
"You!" Booms an authoritarian voice, making you cringe. You turn around and make eye contact with the old lady vice principal. She doesn't look too happy.
"In my office, //now."//
Oops. Failure!
[[Follow her]](if: $bathroom is 0)[(go-to: "bathroom")]
(if: $bathroom >= 1 and $bathroom < 4)[(go-to: "bathroom2")]
(if: $bathroom is 4)[(go-to: "bathroom3")]You decide to tune into Mr. Karlowe's lecture.
You soon remember why you never listen in class, wow. His tone is as monotone as the newspaper. You begin to doze off, his words jumbling in your mind.
//"Which is why it's smart to explore everywhere,// He says, maybe. You're really only half conscious at this point. //There's really only one way to impress Erin, and to do that, take her somewhere she's never been.//
You snort awake. Mr. Karlowe doesn't seem too impressed.
"Can I help you, $name?"
[[Ask to go to the bathroom]]
[[I'm ok.]]You walk in the class again, after having taken an extended "washroom break." You slide into the seat next to Erin.
[[Talk to Erin->Erin]]
[[Sit]] When you go into the bathroom, you see Simon Hugh. He looks cool, leaning against the sink, his bleach blond hair slicked back. He wore sunglasses inside, but instead of looking like a total loser, he made you feel kind intimidated. You were mildly impressed.
"Hi Simon," You say.
The student looked up from his phone "...Do I know you?"
(if: $simon is 1)[(go-to:"Ba5")]
[[Go to the washroom->Ba1]]
[[Talk to Simon]]"Erin told me once that you sell cocaine," You say. Simon doesn't look too impressed.
"Oh yeah?" He seems really disinteressted in this conversation. You decide to make it more spicy?
"You know, my uncle used to sell heroine." You say. "You kind of remind me of him. He was really cool, but he lives in prision now."
"What the fuck?"
Your heart thuds faster in your chest. Maybe that wasn't the right thing to say. "Not that you're going to prision," You sputter out. He won't stop looking at you, now.
"I love drugs!" You say. This fact is not quite true. "Stoners are my favourite kind of people!(?)"
"...What do you want from me?"
You regret every moment of your exisistance that has brought you to this point.
[["D-drugs?"]] You reply. He just stares at you, his eyes a mystery behind his sunglasses. Nobody speaks for a long second. You wonder if maybe you should start talking again, but that didn't go over too well last time-
(set: $simon to 1)
"I've only got like, half a gram on me. You want to buy it?"
(if: $money is 1)[(go-to:"Buy")]
"Oh," You say. "I don't have any money."
You can //feel// Simon roll his eyes. "Well, find me when you do. Then we'll talk."
You leave the washroom feeling kind of funny. You don't even want drugs, but all of a sudden you have an urge to go find money. Maybe drugs will make things more exciting for Erin?
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]]You see Simon in the washroom. He doesn't look up at you.
[[Use the washroom->Ba1]]
(if: $drugs is 0)[ [[Ask about drugs]] ] You pull out your money, and put on a brave face. For some reason, you felt terrified. Simon peeks at you over the top of his glasses, eyes in slight disbelief.
"You're serious?" He asks.
You don't answer him for a long second.
"...Yes," You reply.
"Just to remind you, or for future reference," He says, "My prices are five dollars for half a gram, ten for one. For you though, seven dollars for a half."
You frown. "Wait, why?"
"Newbie fee. And also for wasting my time."
Ok, maybe that was fair.
"I'll take it." You say. You weren't actually sure how much half was, but you weren't planning on getting high, either.
You exchange your money for a ziplock bag with a tiny green ball in it. It's slightly open.
"Thanks," You say.
(set: $drugs to 1)
"Yeah," He responds. Simon looks done with you. You decide to leave.
(set: $inv to $inv + (a: " drugs"))
You now walk the school with contraband.
//+1 drugs(?)//
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]]"If you don't have any money, don't bother me." He says.
(if: $money is 1)[(go-to: "Buy")]
[[Use the washroom->Ba1]]You take a seat across the desk from her, your heart thudding fast in your chest.
(if: $drugs is 1)[(go-to: "Bad Ending1")]
"Empty your pockets," She says, much to your dismay. You swallow a frog.
(set: $principal to 1)
"I can explain-"
"You'd better be able to explain. Let's go. On the desk, please."
(set: $inv to $inv - (a: " bandaids"))
You shamefully reach inside your pockets, feeling the sea of bandaids crunch under your touch. You pull out handful after handful, until all $bandaids of them are scattered on the desk. The vice principal stares down at you, and you can't even bare to look at her.
"I don't know your name," She says, "Which is a good thing. It means you're not a regular trouble maker. Do I need to learn it, or can you walk away today and promise that something like this will //not// happen again?"
(set: $inv to $inv + (a: " bandaid"))
"...This won't happen again." You answer, eyes glued to your lap. She doesn't say anything for a long moment.
"Go back to class."
(set: $bandaid to $bandaids - 1)
You leave, but not without swiping one more bandaid on the way out. You clutch it tightly, and take a deep breath. You miss all the $bandaid rest of them.
[[First Floor]]
[[Stairwell]]You take a seat across the desk from her, your heart thudding fast in your chest.
"Empty your pockets," She says, much to your dismay. You swallow a frog.
"I can explain-"
"You'd better be able to explain. Let's go. On the desk, please."
You shamefully reach inside your pockets, feeling the sea of bandaids crunch under your touch. You pull out handful after handful, until all $bandaids of them are scattered on the desk.
Wait... What is that?
Sat in the dead middle of your miraculous pile of bandaids... Oh no...
She pulls up the little plastic baggie of drugs, caught only between her long arcrilic nails.
You can't even bear to look at her.
"Care to explain this one?"
You can't. You can't explain this one.
"I'm calling your parents. You aren't going back to class today."
Looks like things won't get any more exciting for Erin. :(
//Bad ending!// With every time you enter the office, swiping becomes a little bit easer.
(set: $b to (random: 3, 100))
You shove $b bandaids into your pocket.
(set: $bandaids to $bandaids + $b)
Success!
(if: $bandaids > 200)[(go-to: "Principal")]
[[First Floor]]You stand back and admire your finished drawing. It's beautiful. It says "$name and Erin for leaders of the world!" You drew a picture of you and Erin standing on the top of a signifigantly smaller-sized earth.
You smile at the thought of her finding it next time she uses the washroom.
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]] Going in, you found one of the regular supply teachers sitting at the front of the room, idly scrolling through his phone. He didn't pay any mind as you took a few steps into the room.
You took a look around the student body. Nobody seemed of interest to you, just like a normal freshman class. Boring.
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]]The only thing below the school was the cafeteria.
[[Cafeteria]]
[[Janitor Closet]]
[[Upstairs->First Floor]]The cafeteria is empty, save for the cook you can hear humming away in the kitchen. You take a look around at all the empty tables, the vending machines.
(if: $vending is 1)[(go-to: "Cafeteria2")]
The vending machines.
[[Yes.->Vending Machines]]
[[No.->Downstairs!]]It's locked.
(if: $janitorKey is 1)[(go-to: "Janitor Passage")]
[[Oh.->Downstairs!]]Double-click this passage to edit it.As you approach them, your footsteps echo through the empty space. You feel the giddiness like tickles in your arms and legs.
You've always been too scared to try, since any other attempt would've been in front of an audience. Now was the time.
[[Shake the vending machine aggresively]]
[[No, what am I thinking?->Downstairs!]](set: $var to (random: 1, 100))
(set: $num to (random: 1, 100))
(num: $num)
(num: $var)
(if: $num is $var)[(go-to: "Bad Ending2")](else:)[(go-to: "moneySuccess")] You look around the cafeteria, and scowl at the vending machines. 13$ is //not// the same as free snacks.
There's nothing else of interest down here.
[[Back upstairs!->Downstairs!]]The library is filled with the largest unbarred windows in the school. You look outside.
There's nothing interesting outside.
[[Library]](text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
(color: green)[(font:"Courier new")[The internet!
[[Check twitter]]
[[Play gambling games]]
[[Download a computer virus]]
]]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
[[Back to Library->Library]]
(set: $t to (random: 1 ,6))
(if: $t is 1)[(go-to: "tw1")]
(if: $t is 2)[(go-to: "tw2")]
(if: $t is 3)[(go-to: "tw3")]
(if: $t is 4)[(go-to: "tw4")]
(if: $t is 5)[(go-to: "tw5")]
(if: $t is 6)[(go-to: "tw6")]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
(font:"Courier new")[**D I C E G A M E**
(text-style: "blink")[
RULES ]:: AFTER PLACING A GUESS(1 - 6), ROLL A SIX SIDED DIE.
IF GUESS IS CORRECT --> +10
IF GUESS IS INCORRECT --> -2
20 POINTS TO WIN!
[[Play!]]
[[The internet!->Computer]]]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------](text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
(font:"Courier new")[WARNING: This action is not undoable.
Like no take-backsies.
(set: $virus to (confirm: "Download a computer virus?"))
(if: not $virus)[(go-to: "Computer")]
[[Hell yeah!]]
[[Oh. I want to scroll through twitter first.->Computer]]]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
(color: blue)[
(text-style: "outline")[TWITTER TIMELINE]]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
(font:"Courier new")[
Drama! A celebrity is caught cheating with the mayor of your city. You comment about your immense disapointment in both of them.
You feel good about yourself.
[[More twitter!->Check twitter]]
[[The internet!->Computer]] ]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------](color: blue)[
(text-style: "outline")[TWITTER TIMELINE]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]]
(font:"Courier new")[
Your mom retweeted something in the news.
[[More twitter!->Check twitter]]
[[The internet!->Computer]] ]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------](color: blue)[
(text-style: "outline")[TWITTER TIMELINE]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]]
(font:"Courier new")[You come across a meme about dogs doing yoga.
Doga.
You retweet.
[[More twitter!->Check twitter]]
[[The internet!->Computer]] ]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------](color: blue)[
(text-style: "outline")[TWITTER TIMELINE]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]]
(font:"Courier new")[
Someone subtweeted you. Ouch!
[[Call them out!]]
[[Ignore them]] ]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------](text-style: "outline")[TWITTER TIMELINE]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
(font:"Courier new")[
You call them out, saying they should try confronting you face to face. And you insult their anime profile picture.
Your influence is growing.
//+4 twitter fame//
//-1 hater//
[[More twitter!->Check twitter]]
[[The internet!->Computer]] ](text-style: "outline")[TWITTER TIMELINE]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
(font:"Courier new")[You take the high road this time. You feel proud of yourself, and tweet about how great you are for doing it.
Erin comments: "lol ok"
You feel happy, for some reason.
//+5 morals//
//-5 twitter fame//
[[More twitter!->Check twitter]]
[[The internet!->Computer]] ](color: blue)[
(text-style: "outline")[TWITTER TIMELINE]]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
(font:"Courier new")[
You pick a fight with an anti-vaxxer, and hit them with some hard facts you just googled. Take that, measle infested hippies!
[[More twitter!->Check twitter]]
[[The internet!->Computer]] ]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------](color: blue)[
(text-style: "outline")[TWITTER TIMELINE]]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
(font:"Courier new")[
You comment a reaction gif on a celebrities post. Erin liked it.
[[More twitter!->Check twitter]]
[[The internet!->Computer]] ]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------](set: $guess to (prompt: "What is your guess?", "1") )
(font:"Courier new")[THE DICE IS ROLLING (text-style: "blink")[. . . ]
(set: $num_guess to(num: $guess))
(set: $die to (random: 1, 6))
#**$die !**
(if: $die is $num_guess)[(set: $points to $points + 10)]
(else:)[(set: $points to $points - 2)]
(if: $die is $num_guess)[YOU WIN ! +10 POINTS !]
(if: $die is not $num_guess)[YOU LOST ! -2 POINTS !]
(if: $points > 19)[(go-to: "Win")]
POINTS :: $points
[[Play again?->Play!]]
[[The internet!->Computer]]](font:"Courier new")[(text-style: "blink")[
C O N G R A T U L A T I O N S ! ]
YOU WON WITH $POINTS POINTS !
ENTER YOUR CREDIT CARD INFORMATION BELOW TO REDEEM YOUR PRIZE OF A FREE CRUISE AROUND THE MEDITERANIAN SEA ! //VALID BIRTHDAY, FULL NAME, AND SECURITY ANSWER QUESTIONS REQUIRED.//
[[The internet!->Computer]] ]The stairwell is empty. You shout:
(text-style: "rumble")[I hate vegans!!]
(text-style: "shudder")["Shuddup!"] A voice yells back.
You take the advice.
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
[[First Floor]]
[[Second Floor]]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)]] The stairs are filled with bullies! Oh no!
(set: $bullies to 1)
#(if: $know is 1)[ [[Fight them]] ]
[[Run!]]You come across the most perfect wall to subject to your psudo-vandelism. You pull out your permenant marker and start writing on the stall. You feel rebellious and edgy.
A student walks in soon after you; you'll have to come back and finish the drawing later.
(if: $draw > 1)[(go-to: "madlib3")](else:)[(set: $noun to (prompt: "A Noun:", " "))]
(set: $draw to $draw + 1)
//(Drawing Complete: $draw/4)//
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]]
The stairwell is empty. You shout:
(text-style: "shudder")[Communism is our salvation!]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
[[First Floor]]
[[Second Floor]]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)]] You see one of your teachers going up the stairs. You've skipped their class about four days in a row now.
(set: $num to (random: 1, 10))
You end up waiting $num minutes in hiding before they've completed the entire staircase. Oops.
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
[[First Floor]]
[[Second Floor]]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)]] You take a quick look in both directions and down the stairwell. You seem in the clear... Perching yourself on the metal bar, you sit a bit wobbly on the top of the railing. You allow youself one breath, before you let go, and //slide.//
You totally wipe out at the bottom, landing on your hands and knees; all that is left is a dull tingling all over your body. Whether that's from the adrenaline or the bruises forming, you can't be too sure.
(set: $falling to $falling + 1)
...It was worth it.
(if: $falling is 1)[(go-to: "s10")]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
[[First Floor]]
[[Second Floor]]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)]] You pass the hall monitor in the hall.
(if: $drugs is 1)[Good thing he doesn't know about the drugs in your pocket lol]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
[[First Floor]]
[[Second Floor]]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)]] It's quiet. You feel weird inside, and like, kind of sad.
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
[[First Floor]]
[[Second Floor]]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)]] The stairs are empty, and you take this chance to shout!
(text-style: "shudder")[I love my mom!!!]
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
[[First Floor]]
[[Second Floor]]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)]] You pass Cara on the staircase. She starts smiling before she even says anything to you.
(set: $cara to $cara + 1)
"Hey, $name!" She says, grinning ear to ear. "How's the married life going with Erin?"
(if: $cara > 1)[(go-to: "s10")]
You scowl as she reaches up and gives you a pat on the back. "We're not married." You respond.
"Sorry, my bad." You don't like the way she laughs as she walks away.
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
[[First Floor]]
[[Second Floor]]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)]] You stand tall, and watch your main antagoniz1ers, Sera and Christian approach you. Even the way they moved was full of malice, preditors approaching prey.
"Look who we've found!" Sera beams, close enough to give you a hard shove on your backpack strap. You stumble backwards, much to their delight. "What's nerdy $name doing out of class?"
"Where's your protector, dork?" Christian taunts. Erin usually fought off the bullies for you. Today you were alone.
"You don't want to make fun of me today..." You say, all ready summoning the knowledge you learned from You run from the bullies! Not the bravest move, but you had places to go and not enough time to bother.
(text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
[[First Floor]]
[[Second Floor]]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)]] You don't get very far before you realize dodging basketballs isn't your stongsuit.
(set: $gym to 1)
"Heads!" Yells one, as you narrowly miss the end of your life.
"Get outta the way!" Exclaims another, shoving his way past you.
You realize you don't have a reason to be here. Fight or flight instincts start to kick in, the basketballs whizzing past your head beginning to make you feel dizzy and scared. You try to leave.
But it was too late.
Ringing erupts in your head, and you spill onto the waxy gym floor. There's some kind of commotion, but it just sounds like doorbells inside your ears. From the ground the basketballs continue to thunder against your heart.
"Oliver!" Booms an authoratitve voice. The gym teacher. "Get this student out of here, and help them up for gods sake."
After another dizzy moment, a calloused hand comes into focus, reaching down to you. You take it, and attempt to stand. The ground rolls with waves under your feet. Calloused hands catch you from toppling over.
"Are you okay?" $He asks as you try to shake off $his grasp. You nod, but stumble anyways. "Here," $He says, wrapping one of your arms around $his neck. Your body weight is now carried by the basketball-$boy.
You stumble to walk out of the gym.
[[Oops!->Gym office]]
The lecture continues, and you can feel the melotonin begin to invade your senses. Everything feels dreamy.
[[Ask to go to the bathroom]]
[[Talk to Erin->Erin]]
[[Ask a question]]Double-click this passage to edit it.You come across the most perfect wall to subject to your psudo-vandelism. You pull out your permenant marker and start writing on the stall. You feel rebellious and edgy.
A student walks in soon after you; you'll have to come back and finish the drawing later.
(if: $draw > 0)[(go-to: "madlib2")](else:)[(set: $adj to (prompt: "An adjective", " "))]
(set: $draw to $draw + 1)
//(Drawing Complete: $draw/4)//
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]] You come across the most perfect wall to subject to your psudo-vandelism. You pull out your permenant marker and start writing on the stall. You feel rebellious and edgy.
A student walks in soon after you; you'll have to come back and finish the drawing later.
(if: $draw > 2)[(go-to: "madlib4")](else:)[(set: $place to (prompt: "Place", " ")) ]
(set: $draw to $draw + 1)
//(Drawing Complete: $draw/4)//
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]] You come across the most perfect wall to subject to your psudo-vandelism. You pull out your permenant marker and start writing on the stall. You feel rebellious and edgy.
A student walks in soon after you; you'll have to come back and finish the drawing later.
(if: $draw > 3)[(go-to: "madlib5")](else:)[(set: $message to (prompt: "Write a message under your masterpiece", " ")) ]
(set: $draw to $draw + 1)
//(Drawing Complete: $draw/4)//
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]] You stand back and admire it. A $adj picture of $noun and Erin, standing and overlooking the $place. You write a message below:
(text-style: "shadow")[$message] It’s marevelous.
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]] "Hey, Erin." You whisper from your seat. She doesn't acknowledge you.
"Psst." You try again. "Hey Erin. Erin!"
"What?" The girl snaps.
"I need a permenant marker."
She blinks and gives you a funny look. It seems like that caught her attention. You kind of want her to ask what you're planning to do with it, but as she pulls a black sharpie out of her pencil case, she doesn't say another word.
"For excitment," You assure her, shoving the marker into your pocket.
(set: $mark to 1)
"Whatever you say," She responds. You could swear you caught the ghost of a smile on her lips, though.
(set: $inv to $inv + (a: " marker"))
[[Sit]]"You look kinda sucpicious, $name." Erin says, before you evem have the chance to tell her of your wonderful perchse. "What on gods earth have you been doing in those hallways?"
You grin, and pull out your little baggie. Erin falters.
"Is... Is that...?" You nod, feeling pretty proud. This will definetly make things more exciting for Erin.
"Drugs!" You finish her sentance.
//"$name,"// She turns to you sternly, eyes wide with worry. "Where did you get this?"
"I bought it off of Simon Hugh in the bathroom," You explain. "I shook the vending machine until coins spilled out of it, and then used that money to pay for ~drugs~"
The expression on Erin's face is not one you recognize. "You talked to Simon Hugh?"
"Yes," You reply.
"And you asked to buy weed off of him."
"Yes,"
"And you, the biggest loser on this planet, thought this was the way to make things more exciting for me?"
Offended, you reply, "Yes."
"Huh." She says. "I'm impressed. That's sweet."
"Are you still bored?"
She looks you over, then shoves the little baggie back into your pocket.
"Yep."
Well, it was worth a try!
[[Sit]] "Guess what?" You say, hands fishing through the dense amount of bandaids in your pockets.
Erin looks to you, wincing slightly. "What is it this time?"
"I stole $bandaids bandaids from the office."
"Wow." She says. "Do I even want to know?"
"I am the bandaid god," You say. "And as the adhesive overlord I command you to stop being bored."
You get a small smile in return, and your heart lights up. "As hilarious as that is, I'm still bored."
"Subjects who are bored get guillotined," You counter.
"I'm going to pretend like you're not talking anymore. Sound good?"
Erin was still smiling as she went back to doodling. Maybe she wasn't as bored as she claimed.
[[Sit]] You probably shouldn't be going back into the office. You cringe thinking about that mountain of bandaids you left on the vice principal's desk.
Not because it was all that embarassing, but you miss your stash.
Erin's probably disapointed too.
[[First Floor]] Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it."...I have some terrible news."
Erin doesn't seem bothered by this fact.
"After amassing a grand total of $bandaids bandaids, the VP made me empty my pockets and hand them all over. I now have a very un-grand total of //1// bandaid." You pull out your singular bandaid and stare at it. You're reminded of what used to be your bandaid fortune and feel sad.
Your friend lets out a loud laugh, resulting in a glare from Mr. Karlowe. "What did you say? I can't imagine your wimpy ass sitting in front of that old hag without pissing yourself."
"This isn't funny. I'm grieving over my immense loss."
"Honestly though, what the fuck where you planning on doing with $bandaids bandaids anyway? Build a house?"
You frown. Erin doesn't understand your pain. "It was about the journey, //Erin.// Not the destination. The thrill of the ride."
"Right, okay." She rolls her eyes. And before you even have the chance to offer your rebuttal, she reaches over and plucks the last bandaid from your hand.
"Hey, be careful! I only have one!"
Erin looks at you devilishly, unpeeling the wrapping and sticking the bandaid on her hand. "And now you have none."
She was right. You have 0 bandaids now.
It's the end of an era.
[[Sit]]
You're sitting in class.
(set: $begin to 1)
(if: $bathroom is 5)[
[[Go to the washroom->break]] ] (else:)[ [[Ask to go to the bathroom]] ]
[[Talk to Erin->Erin]]
[[Listen to the lecture->Stay in class]]Mr. Karlowe nods at you. "Yes, $name?"
"Can I go to the washroom?"
"Weren't you just there? I know this stuff is slightly boring, but this material is really important to know for the exam."
"Does that mean I can go?"
Mr. Karlowe's glare is disapproving.
"Why do you have to go so badly? What makes you unable to wait until class is over, $name?"
Oh no. Erin is listening. The class has their eyes on you.
(if: $const is 0)[
[[I'm constipated]] ]
(if: $cell is 0)[
[[I left my cell phone in the washroom]] ]
(if: $girl is 0)[
[[Girl problems]] ]
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]You grip either side of the snack box, your fingers slightly slippy from nervous sweat. Determination sets in.
Free snacks! You think, as you begin to throttle and shake the machine.
Free snacks! Or maybe, your body will be flattened into a pancake, first?
(set: $vending to 1)
Free snacks!
(set: $money to 1)
Free snacks!
Free snacks!
Free snacks!
You hear metallic clinking, then spilling out onto the ground, as change from the return slot begins to pour out. You catch almost thirteen dollars worth of quarters in your palms.
When you try to put it back into the machine to buy some snaccs, it just falls back out the return. So well for free snacks.
//+13$ ! //
//-1 dream come true//
[[Cafeteria->Cafeteria2]]You grip either side of the snack box, your fingers slightly slippy from nervous sweat. Determination sets in.
Free snacks! You think, as you begin to throttle and shake the machine.
Free snacks!
Oh no.
The sound of creaking hits you before you can even realize what was going on. The vending machine collapses on top of you.
#(text-style: "rumble" )[You've died!]
//Game over.// The stairway is empty.
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[[First Floor]]
[[Second Floor]]
[[Third Floor]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)]] There's one secretary working in the office. Now is your chance.
(set: $b to (random: 3, 100))
You watch her carefully, waiting for the right opportunity. You wait.
(if: $bandaids > 0)[(go-to: "Office2")]
You wait.
(set: $inv to $inv + (a: " bandaids"))
You shove $b bandaids into your pocket.
(set: $bandaids to $bandaids + $b)
Success!
[[First Floor]](text-style: "outline")[-------------------------------------------]
(font:"Courier new")[You feel the inner hacker rise up within you. It is time to open as many spam emails as you can find. Luckily enough, it didn't take you that long, as you subscribe to random email lists as a hobby.
(set: $dunno to 1)
You download adobe flashplayer from random html sites.
You click on the links to free money and vacations.
[[Something is happening...]] ]
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$mist
$mist2 (set: $virus2 to (confirm: "I'VE LOCKED ALL YOUR INFORMATION"))
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(text-style: "upside-down")[(font:"Courier new")[(color: green)[The internet! ]
[[Check twitter->Computer3]]
[[Play gambling games->Computer3]]
[[Download a computer virus->Computer3]]
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(text-style: "emboss")[ The computer is broken. ]]
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Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.The $boy sits you down in a chair before hurrying to the back of the room and out of sight. You look at your surroundings. Random trophies and gym equipment lay scattered around the room. You had to assume this was the gym office.
"Here," Says a voice to your right, and you turn just in time to watch an ice pack fly towards your face. It bounces off your nose into your lap.
"Ow..."
"Oh, haha sorry bro," $he says. "Hopefully you've got a hard head,"
Finally over some of your initial shock, you look up at the student in front of you. $He's got dark brown curls and an athletic build; $his mocha eyes stare down at you. You do not recognize this student.
**What do you ask?**
(link: "What's your name?")["What's your name?"
"Oh, I'm $kyle." $he responds. (link: "Who are you?")["Who are you?"
"$name," you respond. "I wandered into your gym class by accident."
"Haha, what? You just wandered into the gym? You know coach is going to give me hell over this,"
[[Sorry.]]
]]
(link: "Where am I?")["Where am I?" You ask.
"..." The $boy doesn't say anything for a moment. "Dude, how hard //did// you hit your head?"
]
This is your locker.
It looks the same as all the other lockersa.
[[Combination Lock]]
[[Okay, I don't care.->Third Floor]]This is where Ezgi checks for bugs. Access not allowed!
$inv
It is $PHis
It belongs to $him
$He is speaking
$his house was big
$he is a $boy
[[Testing!]]
[[Third Floor]]
Double-click this passage to edit it.Not the right combination. You know, brute force isn't always the most efficient way to go?
[[Combination Lock]]
[[Third Floor]]It's a combination lock.
[[0->Wrong]]
[[81->Wrong]]
[[4->Wrong]]
[[10]]
[[17->Wrong]] It's a combination lock.
[[82->Wrong]]
[[10->Wrong]]
[[09->Wrong]]
[[51->Wrong]]
[[38]] It's a combination lock.
[[76->Wrong]]
[[65]]
[[40->Wrong]]
[[87->Wrong]]
[[53->Wrong]] It's a combination lock.
[[14->Wrong]]
[[58->Wrong]]
[[96]]
[[83->Wrong]]
[[22->Wrong]] You made it into your locker! (set: $locker to 1)
(link:"Check what's inside!")[
An old water bottle!
(link:"What else?")[
A sweater!
(link:"And...")[
Gym shoes!!!
You're ready to go for a run now, sport!
[[I'm done at my locker.]]
[[Put things away.]]
]
]
]The hallway is empty. You're still late for class.
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[[First Floor->nopelol]]
[[Second Floor->secondfloor]]
[[Third Floor->nopelol]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)->nopelol]] Your class is on the second floor. Room 203.
Erin is waiting for you.
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[[First Floor->nopelol]]
[[Second Floor->secondfloor]]
[[Third Floor->nopelol]]
[[Fourth Floor(Locked)->nopelol]] This floor was filled with classrooms. It was very quiet. Almost like there weren't rooms of full of teenagers one after another.
[[203]]
(text-colour: ("Blue"))[210]
(text-colour: ("Blue"))[Bathroom]
(text-colour: ("Blue"))[Stairwell] Well, time to open it as you always do.
Brute force and a little bit of luck.
Aggresively spinning the dial hasn't let you down, yet.
It worked. Usually.
[[23->Wrong]]
[[72]]
[[17->Wrong]]
[[99->Wrong]]
[[08->Wrong]]
Mr. Karlowe blinks. The classroom blinks.
(set: $const to 1)
"You know, sometimes I forget why I became a teacher in the first place." He sighs. "This is one of those moments."
(set: $bathroom to $bathroom + 1)
You wait for confirmation to leave.
"Fine. Go," He says.
You did it! You're free!
Where to, now?
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]] Mr. Karlowe doesn't look like he believes you. He lets out a long sigh.
(set: $cell to 1)
"Fine. Hurry back though, $name. I don't want you wandering the halls,"
(set: $bathroom to $bathroom + 1)
Poor Mr. Karlowe. You were definetely going to go wander the halls.
You were free once again! Where to, now?
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]]
"Are you even a g... You know what, never mind. Fine, go."
(set: $cell to 1)
You were free once again! Where to, now?
(set: $bathroom to $bathroom + 1)
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]]Double-click this passage to edit it.Putting things away isn't the best idea. Make sure you know what you're putting away before you leave it behind!
//In pockets://
Double-click this passage to edit it.You raise your hand, effectively inturrupting the class and catching Mr. Karlowes attention. He pushes up his glasses.
"Yes, question?"
"Can I go to the bathroom?"
Mr. Karlowe lets out a loud breath. "You just got here, $name. This class really needs to learn some disipline, this isn't the carnavel, you're not to be coming in and out of here as you like. These are //your// futures that we're talking about."
The class looked bored. Erin looked bored. You sucked in a breath upon looking at her.
"Is that a no?" You ask Mr. Karlowe with slight urgency. In fact, Mr. Karlowe looked the most dead out of everyone here.
He sighs. "It's fine, go. Take the pass."
Erin winks at you as you walk out of the class, and you feel it right in the centre of your heart. You'll find a way to make things more exciting for her.
You're free! Where to first?
(set: $bathroom to $bathroom + 1)
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]]Mr. Karlowe winced as he called on you. He already knew the question you were going to ask.
(set: $bathroom to 5)
"Can I-"
"Don't bother asking anymore, $name."
You're free! Where to now?
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]] (if: $books is 0)[(go-to: 'Book1')]
(if: $books is 1)[(go-to: 'Best book')]
You walk up to the counter and plop down your book. The nerves in your body jitter with anticipation. Erin will be so impressed with you next time she has to fight off your bullies!
The girl at the desk has short curly hair. She looks younger than you.
"What's your name?" She asks, scanning the barcode of the novel.
(set: $books to 1)
"$name," you reply.
"And your last name?"
You faulter. (link:"Oh, uh...")[ Oh, uh...
"Never mind, it looks like you're the only $name anyways." She types. The keyboard goes clickity click clack. You hope the girl can't read minds. It'd be embarassing if she knew what you were thinking of. You pretend like you haven't spent hours watching ASMR clickity clack keyboard videos.
"You have two oustanding books. I can't let you borrow any more until you bring those back." She says, snapping you out of your trance.
"Wait, what?"
"It says a book called 'Communism for Dummies' and a magazine called 'Teen Town.' That'll be three dollars in overcharge fees, as well."
"I think one of them is in my locker," You say, trying to remember what happened to those books. "I don't know where the other one went."
"Communism is pretty hot these days, and especially popular among the younger grades. I don't know if that helps you at all." The girl gives you a thoughtful look. "If you bring them back before the end of the day I can drop your late fees."
You reluctantly leave behind **Fight! The Ultimate HandGuide To Defeating Your Bullies and Inner Demons!** You'll just have to come back after finding the books.
[[Leave->Library]]
]You still can't rent **Fight! The Ultimate HandGuide To Defeating Your Bullies and Inner Demons!** You have outstanding books.
Where can you find them, again?
(link: "Teen Town Magazine")[**Teen Town Magazine**
You're pretty sure it's somewhere in your locker. You should know where your locker is by now.]
(link: "Communism for Dummies")[**Communism for Dummies**
The librarian girl said that its gotten pretty popular amongst the younger grades. Maybe if you barge into a random classroom and demand for your book someone will give it back to you. You don't see any reasons why this plan wouldn't work. ]
[[Back to the library!->Library]]You run your hands along the endless shelves of books. There was nobody is the library at this time, and your fingertips druming loudly against the heavy quiet; just enough to feel the teen rebel in you spark to life.
Ow! A book just scratched you!
Its red cover catches your eye.
(link: "Pull the book out of the shelf")[
#Fight! The Ultimate HandGuide To Defeating Your Bullies and Inner Demons!
You gasp.
You have been looking for a book like this all your life.
(link:"Read the back")[
//Tired of running from your bullies? Well, no more!
TUHGDYBID has your back! In this exclusive novel by Ivan Tufite, the world-renowned villain discusses techniques to pummel, set fire, and just overall destroy your enemies. After reading this book, watch as you miraculously turn from antagonizee to antagonizer!
Become the adversary of your dreams!!
Become a living fucking nightmare!!!//
There's no question. You need this book.
[[Borrow TUHGDYBID]]
]]
Having finally collected both the books, you plop them down on the librarian's desk. "I made things more exciting in the library."
Erin narrows her eyes at you. "Exciting for you means drinking a water bottle in there."
(set: $dunno to 2)
You're taken aback. "But- you can't drink water in the library! I said //exciting,// not barbaric."
"Alright then, what'd you do? Use your outdoor voice?"
"I broke a computer!" You say with a stupid grin. Erin's face reflects the opposite of yours.
"You... You //what?//"
"I don't know! I downloaded computer viruses!" You say, "Malware is exciting! The librarian is going to have an //exciting time// fixing that!"
Erin covers her face with her hands. Her shoulders start shaking.
Your heart drops, but before you have the chance to feel guilty about making her wanna cry, Erin looks up and laughs out loud.
"You know what, you //did// make things exciting in the library."
You feel full of pride. "So you're not-"
"I'm still bored. But you did good, $name." She gives you a nudge. "Seriously though, you're going to get in trouble soon, and this hell hole would be even //more// boring without you."
Your face turns bright red and you have to turn away from her. You know you can do her even better.
"Thanks," You respond. She shrugs.
[[Sit]]
"It's fine. Why are you wandering around? Shouldn't you like, be in class or something?"
(link: "Yeah,")["Yeah," you say. "I'm trying to make things more exciting for Erin--//my friend,// but so far I'm not succeeding."
"More exciting?" $kyle's eyes light up. "You know, it's funny that you say that, I found something that'll definetly make things more... interesting."
$He's caught your attention now.
(link: "Go on...")["Go on..."
"Say, what if I told you I got the key to the roof?"
$kyle's words are almost too good to be true. Erin would //love// that. You can very well picture the two of you sitting up there, as she leans into you, and says-
"I could give it to you, but not for free."
You blink out of your daydreaming. (link: "Huh?")["Huh?"
"Haha, don't look so confused. You're not the only one with a girl to impress." $He runs a hand through $his hair. "If you're wandering around anyway, maybe you can help me."
[["..."]]
]]]"Her name's Cameryn, you might've met her before. She works in the library," $kyle rubs the back of $his neck in a self-soothing gesture. It seemed like whatever $he wanted from you was a topic that made $him nervous.
You wait for $him to continue.
"A-Anyway, I've been thinking about asking her to the spring formal for a while now, but I'm not sure whether it's just me feeling something... or if our attraction to one other is more than just, well... platonic."
$kyle's cheeks have grown rosy, and it seems like $he can't meet your eyes.
"So," You say, trying to piece together $his words. (link: "What do you want from //me?//" )[
$kyle sits up straighter in $his seat. "I need you to find out if my crush is mutual. Find out if she thinks of me as just a friend or something more. If she likes me back, the key to the rooftop is all yours.
You frown. (link: "And if she doesn't..?")][
The smile didn't reach $his eyes when $he said, "Well, I guess you'll have to find another way to be with your girl, too."
[[Oh boy.]] ] "I have to make her //like you// for this key?" You ask, as though the $boy just asked you to do the impossible.
(set: $lovers to 1)
"She already likes me, dimwit. I think. Well, that's for you to find out and for me to know." $kyle thinks for a moment. "Come back with good news, and the key is yours."
(link: "You frown.")[ [[Alright, then.]] ]
What do you want to talk about?
(if: $books is 1)[
[[Borrowing books->Books!]] ]
(if: $lovers is 1)[
[[Her current love life??]] ]
Double-click this passage to edit it."I'll be back," you tell Erin.
"Ok," she responds, disinterested.
Where do you go?
[[Second Floor]]
[[Stairwell]]
You had a new mission. Operation: Make Cameryn like $kyle for the good of you both.
You held out your hand to the basketball-$boy, determination in your eyes.
[[We have a deal]], $kyle. You walk into the gym. It is a basketball warzone.
The athletic seniors zip about, including $kyle.
What do you do?
[[Get their attention]]
[[Leave->First Floor]] $he smiles. "See you soon then, bud."
[[Leave the gym->First Floor]] You stand at the front counter, nervousness bubbling up inside your gut. The library helper gives you a funny look.
"Can I help you?"
You swallow a dictionary.
[[Actually, yes]]
[[Nevermind...->Library]]How do you go about this?
[[Be vague]]
[[Be direct]]
"If there was, perhaps, some gender of a person who had very specific feelings for you that aren't usually felt towards casual aquaintences, what would you say?"
Cameryn blinks back at you. "If there was... huh?"
You flush, turning red from your collarbone to the tips of your ears. Why did it feel as though you were the one confessing something?
Unless... this meant that... No way!
[[Confess your love for Cameryn]]
[[Be direct]] (if: $kyle is "Kyle")[ (go-to: "direct1") ]
(else:)[ (go-to: "direct2") ]
"I- I'm sorry!" She blurts back at you. "I can't like you! I have feelings for someone else!"
Your heart crumbles to the carpeted library floor. And then the anger takes over.
"Who?" You demand, letting go of the girl's hand to dramatically grab the top of your head.
She toys with the name in her mouth, before [[saying...]]"I love you!" You spurt, gesturng with two hands toward the girl behind the counter. "And I think we'd be really good together?"
Cameryn faulters. "You... //You what?"//(mouseover: "You what?")[
"Please do me the honor of dating me and I promise we will live a happy and fufilling life together!"
It is Cameryn's turn to turn a bright shade of red. "Um... Oh my goodness, I don't know how to respond to that."
"Just say yes, my love." You take her hand into yours; both clammy and nervous. "I like you," you say.
**[[Good lord.]] ** (-_-* ) ] "K-$kyle..."
Oh. Oh, wait.
"I don't even know if $he likes me back, but my heart belongs to $him. And until I've figured this out, I can't date anyone else!"
You nod. "I'm heartbroken, but I understand your feelings."
Your mind wanders to a certain bespeckled, $black haired girl, and you feel your heart lighten.
[[You smile.]] Cameryn looks skeptical of this claim. "O-kay..."
"Well?" You push. "Do you like $him?"
"Like $him!?" She bursts, before quickly covering her hand with her mouth. Her eyes dart around the room, likely looking to see if anyone had noticed her sudden outburst. She turns to you, mad. "Uh, why... are you asking?"
Uh oh. Think of something... Quick!
"B-Because [[I love him!]]" Cameryn looks skeptical of this claim. "O-kay..."
"Well?" You push. "Do you like $him?"
"Like $him!?" She bursts, before quickly covering her hand with her mouth. Her eyes dart around the room, likely looking to see if anyone had noticed her sudden outburst. She turns to you, mad. "Uh, why... are you asking?"
[[Because real basketball players can't love]] "If $kyle is serious about ball, $he doesn't have time to waste on having a crush." You look her deep in the eyes, starting to fall for your own story. "It's distracting $him from the game. $He talks about you all the time and I'd appreciate it if you would stop getting so close to $him."
Her eyes widen. "$He talks about me all the time?"
//Gotcha.//
You nod. "For the good of $his basketball career, you need to make a [[decision.]]" You grab her hands, holding them tightly in your own.
"Do you love $him or not? The fate of $his career balances in whether you like $him enough to admit it, or you break $his heart!"
Cameryn is [[fReAkInG oUt]]! "-And you are getting in my way." You continue. "$kyle is mine and I don't need a rival in our love story!"
(link: "...")["But..?" (click: "But..?")[Cameryn looks frightened. "Isn't $he //related to you??"//
Ack!
Well, there is only one way to get out of a lie.
[[Lie more.]]
]] "What do you think about $kyle?"
She looks taken aback.
"Oh. Um... How do you know $kyle?" Cameryn's face flushes a cotton candy pink.
//<div id="center">**Quick! You have to lie!**</div> //
"He's, uh... [[my uncle"]]
<div id="center"> **or** </div>
<div id="right">"He's my... [[my basketball coach"]]</div> "What do you think about $kyle?"
She looks taken aback.
"Oh. Um... How do you know $kyle?" Cameryn's face flushes a cotton candy pink.
//<div id="center">**Quick! You have to lie!**</div> //
"She's, uh... [[my cousin"]]
<div id="center"> **or** </div>
<div id="right">"She's my... [[my basketball coach"]]</div> Cameryn looks skeptical of this claim. "O-kay..."
"Well?" You push. "Do you like $him?"
"Like $him!?" She bursts, before quickly covering her hand with her mouth. Her eyes dart around the room, likely looking to see if anyone had noticed her sudden outburst. She turns to you, mad. "Uh, why... are you asking?"
Uh oh. Think of something... Quick!
"B-Because [[I love her!->I love him!]]" You roll up your sleeves. "Yes! That's why I deserve $him much more than you, you bookworm!"
"Ah!" She steps back. (Lie was super effective~! -50 HP)
"So tell me!" You shout. "Say it right now, that you don't like $him, and we'll be even!"
Cameryn is [[fReAkInG oUt]]! "No!" She exclaims, "I love $him!"
"I love $kyle!!!!!!!!!"
Mission accomplished!
"...fine, you win!" you say. "I can see you truly love $him, so I won't get in your way."
Cameryn is panting, completely out of breath as though she'd run marathon. She bows. "Thank you!"
[[You smile.]] "$kyle likes you too, Cameryn."
(set: $lovers to 2)
She just sighs. "I have books to put away now."
You did it!!
[[Time to deliver the good news!->Library]](if: $lovers is 1)[(go-to: "tryagain")]
(if: $lovers is 2)[(go-to: "getkey")]You catch $kyle's eye; $he jogs up to you.
"Hey, $name," $he says. "Any news?"
"Uh... Well, no."
$kyle rolls $his eyes. "Come back when you do, dipshit. Her name is Cameryn and she works in the library on the third floor."
"[[Ah, ok->First Floor]]"You catch $kyle's eye; $he jogs up to you.
"Hey, $name," $he says. "Any news?"
A big, goofy smile takes over you. "She loves you!" You exclaim, capturing the attention of not only $kyle, but a few other wandering eyes around the room.
$kyle opens $her mouth then closes it again, as though the words can't find their way out of herlungs. (upperfirst: $he) shakes $his head, before finally deciding to grab your sleeve, pulling you further into the gym, all the way back into the [[gym office]].
$He closes the door behind you both, keeping $his head against it and $his back to you. It looked like $he was crying.
"Wait, $kyle-" You reach for $his shoulder, but before you can touch $him $he whips his head around to you; completely beet red and embarassed.
You laugh. (click: "You laugh.")[
"Don't laugh at me," $he grumbles, covering $his face with $his hands. "Just tell me what happend already!"
(link: "//You tell the story,//")[//You tell the story minus a few... unecessary details.//
$kyle looks as though $he might pass out.
[[Success?]] ] ] "I... I can't believe she said she //loved// me." $kyle's eyes lock onto to yours, all business and serious.
(set: $lovers to 4)
"Well, I guess you held up your end of the bargain, so I'll hold up mine, bud." (upperfirst: $he ) rumages through a pocket of $his gym shorts before producing a rusty silver key.
Your mouth practically waters.
"Thanks for your help, $name. I hope this can be useful for you and your girl." $kyle gives you a stupid grin as you fist bump one another.
You run your nail of the gritty surface of the key.
"Good luck, bud!"
[[You leave the gym, feeling lighter.]] //To use the key, go back to class and talk to Erin about Key. Doing so will result in the end of the game, so be sure you are done with exploring what you wanted to!
(set: $key to 1)
Pro-tip! : Before you end the game, make sure to exhaust any other talking points with Erin, as each one will give you points for what you discovered and explored around the school. These points will go towards which ending you will see.
Good luck! :) //
[[First Floor]] You've spent enough time in the gym for today. Any more of your face and $kyle will probably grow sick of you.
[Truuu->First Floor]]
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