Thursday was a normal, long dragging day. I woke up super early again and showered, got dressed in a plain grey shirt, blue jeans, and black converse then covered my ears and wrapped my tail around my leg. It was just an ordinary everyday sequence.
I ate breakfast with Nicola and Liam, Ruth still wasn't feeling well. Mum said she had strep. Before I left for school, I went up to her room to see her. I hugged her and told her I hoped she got better. She smiled and thanked me, then I left.
At school, I sat and talked with Bree about hanging out on Monday.
"So I was thinking maybe we could go bowling," she told me. "My aunt owns the bowling alley over by the hospital. It's really cool. We could go to the glow in the dark section. That's my favourite part. The lanes and balls glow and it looks so cool!" I nodded.
"That sounds like a lot of fun," I told her. "What time would we go?"
"We could head there after school. It opens at three." I agreed to ride with her after school on Monday to the bowling alley. It sounded great, and I had never gone bowling before. I admit, I was a little nervous. I didn't want to look like a fool in front of her. Maybe bowling wouldn't be too hard.
When I walked into European History, Harry and Louis were already there and talking.
"So after school?" I heard Louis ask Harry. Harry nodded. I sat in front of Harry then turned around to get filled in on what was going on.
"What's after school?" I asked.
"We're going to the movies," Harry replied. "Would you like to come?" I looked over at Louis and saw how he looked a little annoyed. I smiled and politely shook my head, turning down his offer.
"Aw, why not?" He asked, pouting. I shook my head mouthing, 'Tell you at lunch.' He nodded and dropped the question.
Mr. Wilson came in and turned on the television.
"We'll be watching a documentary on the Revolutionary War today," he told the class. Everyone groaned, excluding me. I actually thought the Revolutionary War was an exciting topic. Sure, Britain hadn't exactly won, but then again I wasn't British, so it didn't really bother me.
Mr. Wilson walked out of the room once he started the movie, allowing Louis to move further back with Harry. He asked Harry's friend, who I learned was named Jack, to switch seats with him so he could speak with him. I'll admit I was a bit jealous. I shouldn't be, though. I mean, Louis wasn't gay or anything. He actually made that quite clear one day the week before when some asshole at the park called him a fag. I was mainly just jealous of their friendship, I suppose. They were so close, and I was nowhere near being close to any of them.
I ended up losing interest in the video as I listened to Louis and Harry laugh. It made me feel uneasy and small. I didn't have a friendship like that with anyone at the moment, and in a way, I felt really sad.
I spent my next class wallowing in self pity as I thought about Louis and Harry's friendship. It made me sad and angry at the same time. Being the new person in a group really fucking sucked.
"Niall!" My head jerked up as I looked at Mrs. Dunham who was eyeing me with a scowl on her face. "Have you gotten the answer to number five yet?" My face flushed and I shook my head as I realised I hadn't even been working on my maths problems. She shook her head at me while others in the class stared at me. My face felt extremely hot with twenty pairs of eyes on me. I wanted to just drop dead right then and there.
I went to lunch with my head down and in no mood to eat. I was still embarrassed from what happened in maths, and I was a bit hurt by Louis's annoyance with my presence. What had I done wrong? Was I irritating? He seemed like he liked me the day before.
