Never underestimate the feeling of comfort. The feeling of tradition, peace and friendship. I think back to when I had those feelings, I don't smile, i'm not reminiscing on good times that didn't turn sour.
Discomfort...that's what I feel now. Funny how positive and cheerful a word is until you add two to three words in front of it and it all goes to hell.
The school bus pulls up in front of me and I get in. Mum is too busy to drop me off today.
I can hear their whispers all around me. I've never taken the bus before now, so it's a very strange sight.
I used to ride shotgun in her car but not anymore.I always thought all I needed was one good egg and a basket, nevermind the saying, "don't put all your eggs in one basket".
I suck it up. Who needs an egg anyway, it's not the only source of protein.
I try to clear my thoughts because I know I'm going too far from reality.
The bus moves. I remember a new family just moved in next to my house and turn to whisper in her ears. She isn't there, she hasn't been there for a month now.I see her in the halls, with her new friends. The urge to go talk to her is strong but not as strong as the feeling of humiliation. I turn away hoping she doesn't see me. Things have changed, I'm the only pea in the pod now. I don't go to class immediately. I make a stop at the restroom.
I don't seem to be the only one in need of a break. Some other lonely soul is in here. She looks up and I recognize her from one of my classes. She doesn't smile, neither do I. I take a few breathers and go off to class.
The next morning I don't bother asking mum for a ride.
I step into the bus and immediately walk to an empty seat. I turn to discreetly look around me and catch the eyes of restroom girl. We stare at each other and I catch a tilt of the corner of her lips before I look away. I smile to myself.It's lunch time but I don't feel like being in a crowd, so I find myself in the library.
As I step in, I notice the librarian do a double take. I don't blame her, I've never stepped in here before. I quickly find a corner, away from prying eyes.
I try to catch up on my assignments while munching on an apple.It doesn't take long before I let out a big yawn, books always did put me in sleep mode.
I hear a chuckle and look around, hoping I haven't made a fool of myself. Alas! I see restroom girl staring at me. This time she gives me a full blown smile and walks away.
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One Good Egg
Teen FictionThere are no names in this story, so feel free to make them up as you go. This short story is about friendship. Picture two young girls thick as thieves but now strangers as one grows too fast for the other. Yes, the one left behind is lonely for a...