Chapter#9:silence

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That awkward moment when you make eye contact with someone and they just take off***

David**

We haven't talked since I left her house that day, and it's kinda bugging me. I just don't know how to go about it. Do I confront her? I walk out the front door, backpack in hand and a pounding head. As soon as I slide into my car her beautiful eyes show up in my mind, shining with those tears. Begin for me to say something of comfort. I shake my head free and look at my rear view mirror, my white V-neck and black jeans along with my DC's. Mariana in her usual grey skinnys, black tank top and converse come to my mind with her amazing smile come to mind. She wouldn't go for me. Never. Would she?

I I back out of my space pondering of what color you would describe her eyes.

**Mariana

Whaaat the hell? I hit myself in the head looking at my 2nd semester report card...Mac is going to KILL ME!

Joan, Mariana (MJ) grade:10 date:1/25/15
some of my friends call me MJ for kicks.

Period1:.... Kingsland, Mark....C-

Period2:....Leija, Lenna............B

Period3:....Waters, Mariette......

Period4:....

Annd the rest is history because the jerk next to me just spilled Dr. Pepper all over my desk. I just grab my stuff and walk out the door when the bell finally rings.

It isn't long before I am joined by two of my friends Chris and Alice, both putting an arm over my shoulders.

"Sup chica." Says chris in a joking mood. His breath smells like..I dunno. ..barf..gross. I turn to Alice and am greeted with a lit up smile... until she sees my torn Levis.
"Oh, please not again." Alice looks at me like a trouble case. "You look like a backstreet gal without the glam." She says gesturing to my outfit.

"I dunno, I'm pretty comfortable in it, sides, I think Chris is pretty chill with it. Right Chris?" I reply matter of factly.

Chris is busy drooling over a girl hanging out by her locker a ways down ahead of us when he hears half of this. "Huh? Yeah, sure, looks great." He says not even blinking.

I luagh and steer us outside and onto our usual bench.

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