The bell shrills as all of us rise at once and rush out the door to lunch. I’m the last one out and I’m about to walk out the door when Mr Greyscale calls out my name,
“TORI wait!”
I turn slowly “Um, sorry is there something you need sir?”
“No, no not that at all, I just noticed you seem a bit…lonesome and if you need anyone to talk to the guidance counsellor is always there you know…Not saying like you’re miserable or anything, or like you need help, because I’m not saying that at all..what I mean is-“
“I get it, thanks” I intervene and meekly smile at him before turning away and making my way into the lunch area outside. I find a spare bench and seat myself down, pulling out the lunch I made myself and starting on my sandwich. Coincidentally I end up being seated right next to the bench Cole and his friends are sitting at. We’re so close I can just feel his eyes on me.
I pull on a piece of lettuce that I forgot to cut up, just as doing so he calls out to me;
“Hey, hey you!”
I ignore him.
“Hey! What’s your name again, um, Tori,”
I try and devour the lettuce whole and end up coughing loudly, making a fool out of myself in front of him. He approaches me,
“Shit.” I think while hacking.
“You ok?” He asks, a foot between us now.
I manage to swallow it,
“Peachy,” I weakly reply. This made him laugh.
“Hey I’m sorry about before, I’m not really into the pessimistic type, it really angers me.”
“Vice versa for the optimistic.” I mutter just loudly enough to hear him.
“Ok, ok I get it, bad way to apologise, let’s just leave it at sorry for what happened in class before.”
He pulls out his hand expecting me to shake it, being the boy repellent I am, I said “thanks” and walked away to the next class. Alls well as the bell rang just as I did so.
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The Cry of a Fallen Angel
Novela Juvenil"I feel alone, I have my friends but they can't help anymore. I use to hide my pain behind the canvas of a painted smile but I-I don't know how to describe it. I was 5 when I finally realised the problems in my family, that all this shouting, fighti...
