chapter 2

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Happiness

As smart as I was, it was something I found so hard to figure out. Life was scary and it didn't always go how we wanted, that was definitely something I knew and was sure of.

I had witnessed too many of that.

People didn't like me and I wasn't too bothered about it.

I wasn't always without friends though. My very first friend was when I was five, we went everywhere together, we always talked at school. Our parents also knew each other. You could say everything was perfect. We liked the same things, played the same games, he also had other siblings that were friends with mine.

But people change, don't they?

Well, they do.

And I learnt that the hard way.

Today is another day of school, not excited and not sad either. Just indifferent.

Paige and I go to the same school and no one knows we are siblings, trust me I'd also be embarrassed of me.

My school is like any other school, simple and all. I've been attending there for a year now and obviously I still didn't have friends, no surprise there. I was unapproachable, well not really, but I just didn't like conversations and a lot of people already knew that. But it wasn't so bad that I couldn't ask people questions when it was necessary.

First class is English and Its something I find quite easy, not so bad.

"Hi Luke"

"Hey Mason" I wave back. Mason is my seat partner and for some reason he never lets me be, he claims he's my friend which I've made it clear to him countless times that I wasn't interested in any form of acquaintanceship. But well, dude's adamant on being with me, he said, what was the word, that I am a 'kindred soul'. Whatever he means by that.

Mason is a Christian and he's a very kind person but people say he talks too much. He definitely talks a tad too much but he's interesting and I have to give him credit for that. I always like listening to him, it makes him smile and well the little kindness in my soul makes me want to be nice to him and he never leaves me alone anyways so why not. I'm a nice person definitely. Yeah.

As I leave the English class and try to get to my locker, I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't hear mason follow me.

"...so is that okay?"

"Uh...what do you mean?" I say snapping out of my thoughts.

"Were you spacing out again?"

"No, just thinking. What were you asking?"

"I said I gave Mira your number"

Wait... who's Mira.

Never heard of the name.

Wait, my number!! Is this guy trying to kill me. I mean...literally.

"Who's that?" "Seriously, you don't remember?"

I shake my head.

"She's the girl from photography class we've been talking to since the beginning of the term".

Okay, I don't recall. Like at all. Annoying socialization.

"Seriously, you don't know?" Mason says when he sees me looking blankly, I shake my head again.

He face palms.

"Well, she asked for your number and I...gave her", "what!!"

"Why would you do that?" I say back as we approach my locker, "because it's time for you to have a life, my dear friend"

I sigh

Another thing about mason, he's trying to change me or rather, give my life the light it needs.

He says I need 'social therapy'. Whatever he that by means.

"Whatever mason, just please ask next time"

"Wait, so you're not angry?"

"I don't even have the strength, besides you'd just lecture me about how boring my life is. So, it's okay"

"Sorry, I just wanna be the friend you need and I promise, you won't regret. Just talk to her. You won't regret it" he says backing away, probably to some place in the school, obviously.

I'm not the only person he associates with.

"I promise!" he shouts back to me.

Yeah, when have I ever not regretted anything, especially interactions with other people.

She's, I mean this Mira girl is probably going to come to despise, okay, maybe that's a strong word. She'd hate my very existence once she knows the kind of person I am, that's if she even gets to have the chance.

No ones wants to associate with such a mess of a person. And as for Mason, he's just weird and he probably pities me a lot.

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