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School is fine. I have friends that say it's the worst thing in the world, but I don’t mind it. The learning sucks, but having people to talk to is awesome. I would get REALLY bored if not for them. I have a touch of ADHD, just so that I find some assignments and tasks a little challenging. It doesn’t hold me back, it's just really an inconvenience. As I get on my bus I sit by myself. Not because I am lonely, well maybe just a little bit, but not one of my friends is on my bus. So I choose to sit by myself until someone is forced to sit next to me.
And of course, someone does. His name is Archer Gold. He has practically been throwing himself at me for the last year, and I don’t know how to tell him I’m not into, well, people like him.
“Hi Eudora” He says, grabbing his phone out of his pocket.
I choose to ignore him, instead turning the volume up on my headphones.
He waves his hand infront of my face, trying to get my attention.
“Go away Archer”
“Hey, why won’t you talk to me?” He sighs, “We used to be such good friends,”
“Yeah, well I think that you want to think of us as a little more than friends.”
“Would that be so awful?” He asks, “What is wrong with me?”
I can’t tell him. “I don’t know, you just think that we don’t work together, y’know”
“No, I don’t” He leaves with a huff. Bastard.
I go back on my phone. My friend Daisy texted me. She gave a thumbs up to hanging out next week. She hasn’t had real conversations with me in a while. But that might be because a while back I basically ghosted her. But that was just because I was convinced everyone hated me for a few days, and I can’t really explain that kind of stuff to Daisy, she is very literal.
I start to doze off as we reach school, and Archer shakes me to wake me up. “Get up, we are at school”
I wave him off and follow the line of kids waiting to get out. As I finally get out I feel someone grab my arm. My best friend Zayna. She is with Daisy and another boy, Daisy’s boyfriend, Emmitt. Emmitt isn’t bad, he just spends a lot of time with Daisy. I don’t really care, not that much. As we are walking I take my headphones off. I hear Zayna talking to Daisy and Emmitt and feel the desperate need to be part of their conversation. But I’m not quite sure where I can jump in, so I remain silent. I end up veering off from the group and sit on the stairs that lead up to my next class. I scroll through pintrest, since I am not aloud to have social media, not that I really want it, sometimes I just feel left out. After a few minutes I feel someone sit beside me. I expect it to be someone like Zayna or maybe even Archer, but it is someone I don’t recognise. She has dark brown hair, and septum piercing. I always wanted a septum piercing.
“Hi” She says, but she doesn’t look at me. She is looking at her phone.
“Um, hi?” I am so confused as to why she is talking to me.
“I saw you sitting alone, so I wanted to sit with you.” She says matter of factly.
“Okaaay” I look back down at my phone.
We sit in silence that borders awkward and comfortable. Until she speaks up, “I love your hair.”
“It looked a lot better before.” I say. Its half orange and half red.
“Well it must have looked really good.”
I look down, not used to the compliments, I usually just get weird looks.
“And your shirt is so cute” I look down, suddenly forgetting what I am wearing. Its a white shirt with a rainbow across it. And my jeans are black and ripped.
“Thanks, and I love yours, I love Beastie Boys.” Her shirt is cropped, and her skirt is lace up on the side.
“Thanks, most people just ask me to name three songs.”
“What is your answer?”
“I usually just say Egg Man, No sleep ‘till brooklyn, and Sure Shot.”
“Wow”
I hear the bell ring and I quickly get up and leave, “Well, see you later.”
She smiled and waves, and I noticed that her eyes were a beautiful gray. The type that you remember all of your life.
When I walk in I see Zayna sitting at a lab table, and I sit next to her.
She doesn’t look at me “Saw you sitting with the new kid”
“Yeah, she was really nice.”
She looks up at me and smiles. “Sooooo,”
I cover my face and flip her off.
She laughs and shoves me. Daisy then walks in and sits next to me, and throws her arms around me. “I missed youuu” She whines.
“I was gone for like 20 minutes”
“You are going to replace me with a goth girl” She drawls.
“She’s really cool” I pause. “I don’t even know her name”
“Her name is Dorothy,” Zayna says. “She was on my bus and I overheard her.”
“Creepy” Daisy smiles.