our story

~two~

Honestly, this year has been different but better. The girls and the boys aren't segregated, we actually hang out together and don't cringe at the existence of the opposite sex in our classroom. 

Kyle, is honestly my worst nightmare, but its just one of them, the other guys are still assholes, don't get me wrong, but no one is as bad as Kyle. Our seating chart has already been changed twice since the original seating, which has to be some sort of record. I don't think the teachers know what to do with us because we're all friends so it doesn't matter who they sit us next to.

Dylan and I have been talking more and more everyday, good morning and goodnight have become a daily. I don't like him though, I like Carter and Ethan, Dylan's just a friend.

I will admit that it's kind of disappointing that we're closer and talk more outside of school and over the phone. I get it though, he'd never hear the end of it from "the boys". It sucks though.

I get a "dylannn is typing..." notification and I smile a bit. I like talking to him, he's nice okay?

----------his pov----------

I can't believe Julian and Carter aren't on, I'm bored and have nothing better to do so I text her. She takes forever to respond and I can't blame her, its not like I'm first priority, she's got other things.

I asked her what she was doing and she says "nothing wbu", which I know is a lie, she's always doing something. ---

listening to music

thats nice

how was your day

it was alright ig, how was yours

same

i hate kyle tho tbh

he's not that bad honestly, my head hurts tho

did you drink water and eat today

yea

well that sucks then

yea

I honestly don't know why I do that. I want to talk to her as a friend, and we tell each other we can talk whenever the other needs but it feels weird. I don't know why but its weird.

----------her pov----------

He's so difficult, I can't hold a conversation with him to save my life, its so frustrating.

We moved in with Cece, and I don't like it all that much sometimes. There's a lot of new rules and she seems I don't know how to describe it. My dad said that we would have to watch ourselves because she was a neat-freak, but I didn't realize to what extent it meant. 

Honestly, my phone is my saving grace at this house. They keep bringing up taking it away and I hope that never happens. I don't think I could handle not being able to talk to my friends for a while.

School and grandma's house is my escape while I'm here. I've been really enjoying school honestly. We also got moved again so now I'm in the very back corner next to Dylan and the wall, which I love. It's the best spot and I get to sit next to him.

It's Saturday now and I'm on the phone with my cousin. She's in college a few cities away so I call her to catch up sometimes.

"Hey, Luna!" I say when she answers the phone.