Page 48 of Pick Me Up On Tuesdays

Ethan turned to me.

He grinned.

I knew exactly why he was grinning.

Because one of those —those fluffy, floating demons—was the reason all of this was happening in the first place.

The car accident. Ethan's detentions. The stupid room-sharing situation.

It all started with one levitating bunny.

And now?

There were dozens of them.

I took a step back. "No."

Ethan’s grin widened. "Yes."

Shun tilted her head. "Wait. Aren't these the same bunnies that—?"

"YES, SHUN, THEY ARE."

Max, oblivious as always, stepped forward. "Yo, floating rabbits? That's kinda sick."

"Max, don't encourage them!" I hissed.

One of the bunnies twitched its nose and gracefully floated closer.

I tensed.

Ethan leaned in, smirking. "Go on, Ghost boy. Say hi."

"Absolutely not," I whispered.

The bunny stopped in front of me. We locked eyes.

The wind rustled.

A single, intense moment passed between us.

And then—

The bunny booped me.

Right on the nose.

I nearly died.

Ethan lost it.

Max clapped. "Dude, you just got chosen by the Bunny Council or something."

Joy wiped a fake tear. "A historic moment. I’ll cherish this forever."

Shun took a picture.

I closed my eyes. "This is my villain origin story."

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