1:24pm
It's lunch, and I walk out of Samoan class, going to wash the apple that was in my hand. I catch a glimpse of her, but I don't stop to call her to come over. I instead ignore that she's there. I wash my apple, and go running back inside Samoan class to my friends. Not long after, she appears in Samoan class.
I wave to them, as if I didn't ignore them. LMAO
"Should we go get some lunch?" She asked a friend of her.
(My worst enemy)
She nods yes, and she turns to me. "Do you want to come?"
I smiled saying yes, and we walked down to the cafeteria. But as we walked down to the cafeteria, we decided to go to a room we call the referral room. (Have no idea what that room is)
They put out a box filled with juicy looking apples, and we took as much as we could fit in our bags. We walk to the cafeteria, and we grab food.
We walked down to the Samoan class, but what was waiting for us, were the two annoying Yr 9's. Again!
I ran away, and so did she, but the other way. And for the whole 40 minutes of lunch, she and I were being chased around the school, by the 2 Yr 9 girls.
"What do we have to do, to get rid of you?" I say aloud on my vlog. Yes.
I was blogging while I was being chased around school.
The bell rings for the last period.
I had an assembly with my Samoan Unit, and I won't be able to pick her up.
She suggests that she can pick me up.
I agree.
I was happy that she wanted to pick me up.
YOU ARE READING
She and I
RomansShe and I met on a trip to the Museum. She and I talked. She and I clicked. She liked me as a friend. I however, felt in a different way. A diary of my daily life with her. (Warning! ANNOYING AF)
