We laughed as we walked out to the fields. The sun was shining, so Brendon and I decided to spend our last twenty minutes of recess outside. We were joking around and laughing while we walked.
"But really though," he said, still laughing "who were you talking to during lunch?"
Man, seriously?
"A friend of mine" I said.
"But I didn't see her" he said, confusion all over his face.
"I don't know" I shrugged. I didn't really wanna talk about it, I was still kinda weirded out. Apparently, he thought it was fair enough. He also shrugged and then tackled me, caging me with his arms. I fell to the ground, laughing.
Brendon and I enjoyed our 20 minutes of sunlight and then went to class. He had two hours of Spanish (which I absolutely loved), and I had math and French. I dreaded French, only because of the teacher. And, to be honest, I hated myself for not being good at math.
When the bell rang, Brendon walked me to my bus, as usual.
"Call me tonight?" I asked.
"Sure," he smiled "only if you help me with French"
"Of course" I said, smiling. I really liked helping Brendon, but I liked even more the fact that he asked for help. For me, it was not easy to open up, so it made me really happy when other people felt like they could trust me.
At that time of the year I usually didn't know how to feel. Like, I got home and thought "I have to do three essays, two projects and an assignment for tomorrow... So maybe I should just watch Gossip Girl and go to sleep". I hated doing that. I knew I had to work, but I had no motivation. The school year was coming to an end so right then I should've cared the most, but I really didn't care at all.
I slept through the hour long bus ride back home. I woke up two minutes before we got to my house. When the bus stopped, I got off and walked home. I was so tired. Every single day, I was just tired. All I wanted to do was sleep. I opened the door, and looked at the dining table. No keys there, so mom wasn't home.
I really liked being alone, specially when I was home. Not that I didn't like being with my mom, but I just liked some time alone with my thoughts, without feeling observed. I went up to my room and threw my backpack on the floor. I pulled out my iPad and started watching Gossip Girl.
Halfway through an episode, I felt hungry. I decided to go downstairs for a snack. When I got to the kitchen something startled me. I only saw her long black hair, and my jaw dropped.
