Heavy breaths escaped Dellira's pink lips it felt as though her lungs were being crushed. She wish she just didn't exist at this moment, her heart racing. She was just on her bus she was fine .fine. FINE. She cursed all the people who said to just "cover your ears" she felt like she was going to die. Her thoughts cluttered more and more until it felt like her brain just exploded. And to make matters even worse someone decided to come up with the great idea to sit next to this already clearly panicking and in stress girl and scooted closer. This made her yell or at least try her best while she was in this state "leave leave I can't I I please-please stop back up please! " and thankfully they listened but not with out a rude disgusted look. She absolutely despised the bus but no matter how much she begged her mother to drive her to school because she couldn't handle being on the bus, her mother refused and said she thought that Dellira was just faking for attention or so that she could sleep in longer or something like that. She was used to her saying that but it always felt so infuriating like how could any one put down all of her pain, stress, and pure suffering as just "a play act". She longed for when she finally got back home to her cozy little room and TV, but it was only just the beginning of the day.
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Each and every day felt like a billion hours, she couldn't wait until the end. She had been struggling all day, it wasn't that she wasn't smart in fact she used to be top of her class it was just the atmosphere and the teaching methods never worked for her nowadays, don't get me wrong she was still doing well but not as well as she used to. She felt stupider every -points mark in the red pen from her teachers. She was so smart and was always told she had so much potential when she was little, why is it that now she struggling to get past a C- .
She was spaced out until a light tap on her shoulder made her jump. The girl who had tapped her had wavy ginger hair, luscious green eyes and a warm smile on her face it was the famous freshman "Mina Kirit" . " Sorry I heard you dont like people touching you, so I'll try to keep that In mind but... class ended and Schools over already" "Oh!" How hadn't she noticed this and why didn't the damned teacher call her ugghhhh. "Thanks" she said awkwardly not knowing what else to say and both girls were about to leave the classroom and enter the hallway it was nauseating. it was filled with people you couldn't not touch someone in that situation. Then Mina bumped her shoulder on the way out she recoiled taking a step or two back before trying to compose herself but failing miserably "s-sorry, just lots of people" The taller brown haired girl apologized quickly after . "Why're you apologizing " "Oh sorry" "....it's fine". The ginger haired freshman said with a hint of concern in her voice *this girl says sorry far too much, I can tell that much and I just met her ,officially, today* She thought almost saying it out loud but stopping herself beforehand.
Once the hallway was mostly clear the girls headed towards their respective lockers which weren't actually too far from one another. "Huh, I never noticed that your locker was this close to mine, it's a wonder we haven't officially met before this" Mina let out a small giggle as she said this. Then she realized "Oh, actually we haven't told each other out names yet!" " Mines Dellira " The brown eyed girl soon answered back. " The name's Mina, Mina Kirit ". The ginger replied...
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The next day Dellira decided to sit next to Mina, and after a few minutes of class, dug into her backpack and pulled out a stack of sticky notes. After jotting down a quick note gave her (Mina) a square yellow sticky note with the words " Hello, Good morning" scribbled on to it . Mina then wrote back the words "Good morning =)" and passed it back. Dellira smiled at the derpy smiley face on the sticky note and scribbled her own smiley face on the note •°v°•. Mina looked down at the face and nearly let out a chuckle but stopping herself knowing she'd get in trouble with the teacher of she did. And then promptly scribbled a quick " how has your day been " and passing it the the brown haired girl, not bothering to use correct punctuation. Before looking up at her teacher taking quick notes. Dellira quickly jotted down her own notes before glancing at what Min a wrote and scribbling back " I'm doing alright today, and you? " After writing back to one another between writing notes and their assignments the bell finally rang and the day had ended.
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RomanceA 16 year old girl makes her first true friend. Partially based on my own personal experience.