Chapter Three

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Staying in the bathroom doing absolutely nothing was the worst two hours I spent in my life. I didn't want to use my phone due to how much percent I had on it. 9% read my phones health which totally saddened me. I just waited in on of the bathroom stalls and took a little nap. Yes I was extremely uncomfortable and cold but I'd rather kill time than sit there doing nothing.

RIIINNGGGG !

I jumped up scared but remembering I was in school. It had finally ended, I finally got some rest, now to go home and just be lazy. I walked out the bathroom stall and continued my way out the school. Looking at everyone with their bright smiles on their faces, talking to old friends some new friends. Then there's me, alone looking exhausted as can be.

I walked on home looking around my surroundings as always, like I said, my neighborhood was bad. The weather had changed from sweather weather, to humid.

I walked in my front yard into my house to of course seeing my mom sound asleep. Made my way to my bedroom and charged my phone.

BING

I grabbed my phone to see a message from Heather. Well guess she wasn't joking about messaging me after school.

"Hey you!"

"Hey c:"

"How was school ?"

"First day of school always blows. How was yours ?"

"It was great ! Got to meet some new people c:"

I wish I could say the same.

"Soooo, where you from?"

"Riveroaks. You ?"

"Chicago. You're from Illinois ?"

"Riveroaks is in Illinois silly cx"

Well didn't I feel dumb. I never heard of Riveroaks tho. Is it anywhere far ?

"Where's that ?"

"Its pretty far from where you live."

Pffttt obviously if I never heard of it. I mean it's not like I was going to see you or anything.

"Ohhhhh, well what's your music taste ?"

"I love rock, alternative, some metal here and there."

I wanted to drool over her oh my god. First good looks, now great music taste ? Marry me now please.

" how about yourself ?"

"Pretty much the same thing here."

We talked for hours and hours talking about what we like to do, what bands we loved, what our favorite foods were, you know, basic question. We were pretty weird talking about llamas and unicorns. We had a pretty nice conversation you can say. The only great conversation I ever had in years !

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