1/10/21 | 2k words
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My foot drums against the grey tiles of the classroom, my phone hidden beneath my table. Im smiling at my screen. I watch as Alex's bitmoji pops up, three dots trapped in a bubble floating above its head. It didn't look like him, to say the least. He informed me that it was funny if it looked absolutely ridiculous, I thought it was charming. I was done all my schoolwork, and with nothing else to turn to I ran for Snapchat and just the tiniest hint of wattpad (its ironic, I swear.)
Class was on the brink of ending, nobody had much else to do but to resort to devices in their boredom. Even the teacher was on his laptop at his desk, typing away. Its Friday anyway, everyone restless for the weekend to arrive.
ALEX LOL 🥶😱💦
I missu 🖕😋🖕
Cn we go somewhere after skool
School
I remembered how to spell it m smart wtf 😳😳
ME
Dumb bitch cant spell school 😭🤚
ALEX LOL🥶😱💦
Um ok LOSER!! But really we should like go to the
the McDonalds or smth that shits tasty 😋😋
ME
McDonalds?? Fatass.
Ummmmsihgdbybebtid I'm going out with the boys
tho y'know??
ALEX LOL🥶😱💦
what
Why cant i come lmao
ME
They'd prolly hate crime you or smth, they aren't
the nicest ppl you probably wouldn't like them
ALEX LOL🥶😱💦
O ok ig. Um, tell them I said hi :(
There isn't one set reason I don't think Alex should hang out with our little gang, hes a nice dude. Too nice, innocent. They're just so many insecurities he has that I feel obligated to not let be seen by my brutally honest friends.
I'm surprised by the amount of friends I've made at this new school, my first week and I've already gotten more friends I could ever imagine. (nine.)
At my old school, my group was alot more secluded. Me and five or so other dudes, just homies against the cruel reality of highschool. I basically grew up with those men, it absolutely broke my heart when I had to pack up and move away. (luckily, father said there is a chance we might move back next semester. I can only hope.)
Honestly, now that I think of it, I was living my best life then. I was fairly popular for my genius sense of humor and rivalship I had with this one chick. Becca, was her name. God was she annoying, a snot nosed know-it-all freshmen who loved to pick fights with me. We went at it too fucking often. This one time, I insulted her in the lunchroom for the amount of food she was consuming in her size and she got up a tried to fight me. She thought she was so high and mighty because she was from Ireland 'n shit. I think I first started picking on her because she was so loud for a Freshmen, I hated tiny-toy-nineth graders. (I was in 10th year, alot wiser than her punny self.)
God, those were the times. I always liked her, we had our moments, it was all in good fun. I like to believe we left on good terms. The last thing I said to her was something about how she could make a guy bust a fat load just from one look, she appreciated it.
I scroll through my snap friends briefly
ME
Hey
Her icon appears at the low left of the screen, I dont know why its so attractive to me. It lingers but she doesn't type, I sit there in anticipation.
DUMB FUCKING MINX 😈👎💦
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Its a photo, a selfie. Shes looking as fine as ever. It looks to be that shes standing infront of my old highschool. I can see the door behind her, a few students lingering at the entrance. (Something I miss greatly about our school was our early release time.) Shes holding her phone up, looking innocently up at the camera. You can see a familiar brunette behind her typing away at his phone, I assume unaware of the photo being captured.
