serotonin

chapter eleven

dear cass,
cleavage
- lesbian

dear paulina,
if you tell me "fuck you"
istg my collage will never end
- lauren

also i'm just using the maths that's gonna me on my final exam so (grade eleven maths is so easy)🙏

HAPPY HARRY'S HOUSE DAY!

warning- anxiety attack

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"you just have to follow the lines and add the numbers-"

"it's complicated!"

"cam, you're connecting dots and adding up numbers!"

i throw my pencil down and rubbed my eyes "there's too many lines, i can't follow them. plus! the minimum amount of time is actually the highest number? graph theory doesn't make any sense" i scanned the restaurant and saw a very familiar waitress walk our way. before cass could say anything the waitress stood directly at our booth.

"hi, i'm-"

"molly" i smiled. she blushed. no.

she smiled and nodded at me "anything to eat or drink?" cass ordered a milkshake and a fry for the both of us and molly was on her way, but not before she winked at me. gross. cass laughed and kicked my shin from her side of the table "eyes off her lover boy"

"oh my god shut up!" i retorted.

"what? you weren't just looking her up and down?" i shook my head and looked down at all the lines and dots and numbers on the page. the problem with graph theory is that it just doesn't make sense! minimum amount of time is actually the maximum number? the lines all blur together and they get hard to follow. it sucks.

"do number eight"

i stared at my sister. her hair was pulled back into a messy bun that sat at the back of her head. she was wearing black sweats and one of my hoodies. it was one of my favourite ones to be fair. it's the one i got when i had first joined the footie team in year nine. it was maroon with our school logo on the heart and my last name in big letters on the back, with my number of course (17)

"i have to make the graph though" i mumbled and complain. she kicked me again and pointed at the page. i started trying to put together all the tasks that were given in the table but everything started to mush together. i was trying so hard to pay attention that i didn't notice that molly came back with our order "i think i did it..." the lines definitely weren't straight but hopefully the lines connected to the dots that they were supposed to go to.

"task J, K, L all connect to task M. they don't each get their own line for M"

"what?"

"just draw one vertex and three lines connecting J, K, L to M" she spoke as she erased and redrew the lines but everything became even more jumbled than it was before. i shook my head and closed my eyes "i'm done for today"

"you haven't even done a full question by yourself" she tried but i shushed her and took a sip of my milkshake. we started to talk about other stuff in our lives. cass tried to question me about payton but i brushed her off and told her she was just a friend. which! was true!!! i don't think i could ever see her as anything more than platonic.

"you gonna go for molly?"

"oh god no"

"what do you mean?" cass looked confused "she's pretty and very much your type. dark hair and dark eyes" i felt my stomach start to throb, it was a new and weird sensation that i, in fact, did not enjoy. i just shrugged and finished the food that was in front of us "you don't know why you wouldn't even just talk to her?"