Song: Teenagers - My Chemical Romance
Sage was half asleep, her chin pressing against her palm. In front of her was Michelle, taking the usual nap and drooling on the table. She looked above the whiteboard, it was just 10 minutes from the end of the class. The skinny teacher, who apparently had lost a few weights and didn't have time to shop, was seated at the desk trying to play a "Chemical Bonding & Geometry '' video. Two minutes before it started, the bell rang and Michelle lifted her head like it was an automatic mechanism and started putting her stuff in the bag she continued using 3 years later.
"Let's go to the library?" Anna rushed to Michelle, letting a few pencils, a compass, and a set square fall from her arms.
"Yes. I was about to call Skye."
Michelle stared at Anna going back to grab her things. Back then her hair was dark brown, she was wearing a pink mini skirt with a black shirt with folded sleeves and pink sneakers, and her legs were covered by long black socks until her brawny thighs. As she was being hypnotized by her friend's beauty, Michelle felt a hand embracing hers. It was soft and one of her favorite things.
"Can I go with you?" Sage was looking into Michelle's eyes.
"Yes..."
And holding their hands, with clumsy Anna next to them, they crossed a large corridor, with lockers, glass shelves with student's projects, and boards by the art ones, to the stairs that lead to the first floor. The library was in front of the art room, but instead of drywall, the library was a big square made of a glass wall.
At the end of the room, they found free bean bags. Both Michelle and Anna grabbed their philosophy notebooks and started doing a review about «The Enlightenment and the use of science to control politics, economics, and human nature». Sage kept on the same puff as Michelle's, with her head laid on the other's chest, looking at the book full of yellow by a fluorescent marker. Her arm was wrapped on Michelle's like a little baby that couldn't get away from her mom. At that time, the whole sophomore year gossiped about their relationship, but neither Michelle nor Sage would know how to describe what they were having.
"No! She's my friend!" She said to Claire, her classmate, during a PE class.
"Just friends?" Claire narrowed her eyes, yet not convinced.
"Yes." Later, she would find herself with her tv show paused thinking if Michelle was just a friend.
Minutes before, Skye had shown up at the library with Jonathan, Katherine, and Eli, who erstwhile used to go by a different name and pronouns. They spent about an hour studying and discussing some principles of 'Enlightenment', and after that, everyone went to the refectory, where Hannele, Nia, and others were waiting.
As they were entering the room full of people and Michelle trying to find an excuse for Sage not to spend the night at her's, Jonathan ran to Ryan, extremely tall and with an enormous afro, that was also coming in his direction.
"I missed you so much, bro!" Jonathan screamed before he could hug Ryan and exhibit their handshake like always.
"Why do they have to do this every single day?" Michelle asked. Her eyes looked like they wouldn't be able to keep open for the next nine hours.
At the round table they always had lunch, was Lyha, Kai, Kamala, Amelie, Hannele, and Nia.
"Someone take me out of here!"
"The year just started, Michelle."
She dropped the schoolbag on the floor and mentioned every essay and group project she already had by that moment.
"Just stop sleeping during the classes!" Lyha, a little girl obsessed with homemade earrings, had, suspiciously, very long hair and voluminous curls. She was the sweetest and smallest. Lyha was the kind of girl that would do too much for friends and exceed the expectations others had of her. Whenever someone did believe she wasn't able to do something, Lyha would focus on that thing with all of her strength to prove and show how she's more than a sweet and small girl.
Everyone broke up laughing while Michelle landed her head on the table. Without noticing, she was left alone, looking at the blurred people she hated.
"Hey." She heard a voice approaching several minutes after. "I bought you this." Nia seated next to her, handing her a cup of coffee and a pack of cookies.
"Thanks, my dear." Michelle gave her a peck on the lips.
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I Hate My Roommate
Teen Fiction«It felt like things were going back to normal, their balance, the peace between those walls that sooner or later would reach a climax and everything would break into pieces, it would look like the damage is irretrievable and there's no turning back...
