"'Cause I'm in a field
Of dandelions
Wishing on everyone
That you'll be mine."- Dandelions, Ruth B
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FEELING some stares at her, she quickened her pace towards the empty table in the corner. Her first day was fine, to say the least. Everyone smiled at her but no one really initiated a conversation to get to know her which saddened her greatly.
She was eating her lunch when a tray of food was placed and someone sat in front of her. Billy plopped in front of her with a grunt before he found some position to be comfortable in.
"So, how's your first day?" He asked her. Naomi sighed and continued playing with her food.
"It was nice, I didn't really made any friends like I hope I would." She looked up at him, seeing him staring at her with his palm as a support. She slapped her hands on the table making a loud noise and causing him to wake up from his daze.
"No one wants to talk to me!" She whispered- yell. Billy sighed at her and sat straight.
"Look, maybe their just...shy---"
"Shy? Why would they be shy? I'm the new student here." Naomi cut him off, complaining to him.
"Look, I made friends already." He said before looked behind him. Billy shuddered at the word that he used. He wouldn't really call them his friends. More like allies. Especially, with the way they looked at Naomi, he was already thinking some punishment or a way to beat the hell out of them.
Naomi also looked behind him, only to see a group of boys watching them in a distance, "because I talked to them." He reasoned. More like showing them authority, but who's asking?
"So I should...talk to them first?" She asked, looking at him in desperation which Billy answered with a nod. He stood up from his position and handed her an orange flyer.
"Here. Come to this, you'll make friends here." Naomi took it and read.
"'Come and get sheet-faced?'" She read.
"Yeah." Billy leaned in to whisper to her, "I'll be with you every step of the way." He moved just an inch to look at her closely, Naomi looked at him, innocently. He gave her a smirk and walked away.
She looked down, reading the flyer and looking at it, contemplating if she'll really go.
She shooked her head, she doesn't have time to party. She still need to catch up the lessons since she pretty much enrolled in the middle of semester, not because she didn't know how to party, she does. She does!
Naomi finished her food, put her tray away and proceeded to go to her locker. She opened it and placed her things that she thought useless for the rest of the day like hairbrush, notebooks for morning class and others that made her bag so heavy.
Deciding to find her next classroom, she closed the door but was faced by a face behind it. She jumped in shock and made an inaudible gasp, her hands covering her mouth.
"Hi..." the girl with a short, messy hair waved awkwardly. Naomi smiled at her, "Hi!" She waved back gleefully.
"I'm Robin Buckley. I am in a band, I'm asking if you want to join the school's band. It's okay if you don't want to, I'm not forcing you or anything. I just -- I'm rambling, am I?" Robin Buckley rambled, she gulped and stared at her for a while.
"I'm just gonna go." She said, scrambling away from Naomi, mumbling 'stupid' repeatedly. Naomi watched her slap her head before shaking her head and calling her.
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