see you at the strawberry field

A for Aubrey Thompson

"Im coming!", I yell to mom my as she lectures me for bring late for the fifth time this week. And It's only wednesday. The green gate makes a horibble sound as I run through it. "Don't hurry back home!", mom yells to me. "You're not funny!", I shout as I'm running down the grassy hill.  My ashy blond curls glue to my face as the wind blows behind me. I get to the line were the "countryside" stops and I step my feet in to the asphalt and start walking. I strap my blue cardigan on my waist to cover up my breakfast bloat, but I quickly rip it off. "This is freaking normal!" I snap at myself and look around with my green eyes. "Okayyy no one saw you talk to yourself Aubrey! What a greeeeat start to your morning!" I silence myself and let my thoughts go were they want. I smell the breeze and let the spring feeling get to me. My pale legs feel a bit cold as im wearing a green dress, but I can still sense the summer waiting around the corner. My hair is a mess so I grab it into a ponytail. As I finally arrive to school the halls are empty. I look at the clock. 8:17. "Shit." I whisper and run into the classroom. I open the door and see Mr. Owen staring me straight into eye. Before I even get a chance to open my mouth he shouts: "Thompson! Fifth time! Get you and your slow feet to Ms. Youngs office this instant!" I sprint out the room but stop and sit to a bench nearby. I let the air go out of my lungs, lean back and close my eyes. "And the cowgirl is late again," I hear a voice in front of me. "Nathan we are not doing this again, not today thank you and get off my face."
Nathan:"Come on I need girl advice grandma!"
Me:"I literally hate you."
N:"Ohhh shut up!", he says and sits next to me.
M:"Don't you have other people to torture with your boring love life."
N:"Well at least I have one."
M:"I went on a date last week! Do you want the advice or not?!"
N:"Okay, okay, okay! Sooo Lil."
M:"Lil! You want to date Lilith Westwood!? Out of all people your idiot ass chose her?!"
N:"I don't care about your opinion on her, I don't care about your opinion on us. The advice thank you."
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M:"Nah."
N:"What?"
M:"I'm not in the mood.", I cross my arms and stand up.
N:"Thompsonnnn!"
M:"Nope, I'm not gonna say a thing." I smirk and start walking away
N:"Aubrey I'm serious, wait!"
M:"See you later Nathan." I smile and dissapear to Ms. Youngs office.
N:"I hope you get expelled!" Nathan shouts and flashes his middle finger to me before the door closes.
"Cecilia Thompson!" Ms. Young shouts my name like there is someone else in the waiting room besides me. "It's me. I use my middle name." Ms. Young looks me under her glasses and raises her eyebrows. Her name might sound young but she is like 80. I don't know why she is still working. I would get out of this prison as fast as I could if I were her. "You changed your beautiful first name to... what's your name again?" she looks at me weirdly. "Aubrey. A for Aubrey Thompson!" I glance at her and smile akwardly. "Right, get in then." she says and I close the door.