Spaced (on hold)

Friends ~ Part 3

Emily

I communicating with friends.

It wasn't the talking part I minded, I didn't mind taking to people.

I just didn't like having to trust multiple people and worry if I was important to them or not. Plus, making them understand what I was trying to say was almost impossible.

Just because I was in a large friend group didn't mean that I wanted to talk with everyone at once.

It was much easier to be with less people when trying to have a conversation. You could tell if they were enjoying talking to you or not or if they understood you.

I was sitting at lunch with my friends when thinking about how hard friends are when you want to know if they understood you.

Changing the topic is my head I realized That only 3 days had passed since I had ran into the girl.

I was slightly embarrassed and swore, it was just tendency of mine to swear when I run into something, or in this case someone.

It didn't happen often just enough to make me realize I really should look up when I walked.

The girl was nice and gave me directions. But since then I haven't seen her.

"Hey Emily!" Mia called out ruining my train of thought.

I almost dropped my fork as I jumped I bit in my seat startled.

" Yes?" I asked trying to look calm and not as if I was just startled.

"We're going to the park tomorrow, wanna join us?" She asked me.

Well I didn't have any plans this weekend so sure.

"Yeah, I would love to." I told her before looking back at my salad.

When people asked me questions or my opinion I felt as if  I was valued. But no one was constantly asking questions.

As soon as I finished my lunch I listened to my friends conversations.

I walk over to the stairs to pause and pull out my planer.

I was pretty sure that I had ELA next but I checked just to make sure.

I did have ELA as my next class and as I made my way up the stairs I remembered that today we would be picking new seats.

I entered the classroom right before the second bell rings. I was late only because l realized I had dropped my planer and I had to go back for it.

I walked in and my teacher told me that I could sit anywhere.

I didn't really pay any attention as I picked a seat that was behind my old one because the seat I had originally was taken.

I liked everyone in my ELA class so I never had to worry about who I sat by.

Class started and I opened up my bad to put away my planer and pull out my ELA notebook.

I also took out a pencil before closing my bag,

Most of the class went by and I had taken a few notes when I heard a pencil fall beside me.

I reached down to pick it up only to end up face to face with the girl I had ran into earlier, both of us reaching for the pecil.

I leaned down more so I could grab the pencil and handed it over looking away quickly.

"Thank you." Was her only response.

I wanted to say it was nothing but I couldn't form the words.

What was wrong with me?

Authors notes

Another update!

I posted this a bit earlier than I had planed. (hope thats okay)

Thank you for reading it so far! I am enjoying writing this a lot!

I am going to be focusing more on soccer in the next part in Graces POV.

I need to freshen up my knowledge on soccer (I haven't played in years).

Next update will be coming next week I hope.

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P.S. I like Mia, she's great!