When your parents command you to carry something too heavy, all you need is someone to help you, and the load is half lighter. Same goes with life. When life gives us too heavy problems, all we need is a friend.
As a fresh transferee, I had no friends at school. I kept wishing I was back in my old school, where I had many friends. Now, I have to start again from zero.
But now, I have found one already. :)
She's Lisa. Like me, she's having family bullshits. I can relate to her, a bit. I know she needs someone who understands her, because that's what I need too - a friend who understands.
The day after that, Lisa called my attention during recess.
"Hey! What's up?"
She's wearing this cute headband with a big ribbon on it. Her eyes are a lot prettier without the bags. She has this curious look on her face - pouting lips and meeting eyebrows. Her eyes look so concerned. I wonder what's her problem.
"Are you free?" Squeezing the hem of her skirt.
"Yes. Why?"
"I'm wondering if you could come with me to the canteen. Would you mind?"
"No, not at all."
And so we walked through the hall with this awkward silence, my hands resting on the back of my neck.
*sigh* I need to break this silence.
"You okay now?"
She nodded.
"I want to treat you for comforting me yesterday. I needed that." sheepishly laughed.
I gave her a smile.
I know you did, I know.
Suddenly, a woman from behind us called her.
She let out a curse under her breath. Whoever it was, I think she's stressing her.
"What?!" she replied as she turned to face the woman. She sound irritated.
"Who's he?" the woman asked.
"He's None-Of-Your-Business."
Wow. Tense.
I turned to face the woman who's ticking off Lisa.
Oh. It's that bitch from the other day. The tomboy who humiliated me with her loud horn. Her Highness. -_-
As soon as she saw me, her face started to darken, her jaw dropping to the ground.
"You?!"
Yah, me.
"You're with this loser?"
What? Loser? Damn. Protect yourself! Say something!
"Hey! I'm not a..."
"TALK...to the hand!"
Real bitch.
Lisa started to open her mouth.
"He's my friend and I won't allow you to touch him, you monster!"
She considers me her friend.:)
She considers her a monster. XD
"You CAN'T be with him."
What's her problem? Why is she freakishly annoying her, anyway?
Maybe she's her girl-boyfriend.
"Is she your lover?"
The two looked at me with wide eyes.
What? The bitch is homosexual, Lisa's a cutie. I mean, it's possible, right? You don't have to look at me like you've finally seen modern technology.
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