Blue Razz Ice

Crystal Blue Eyes

An itch, uncomfortable and frustrating. She tries not to pay it any attention shoving away the thought. The urge grows and her brain just wants to relive the feeling. Comfortably is everything we crave as humans. Organizing our items to satisfy our minds need for structure. Showering to not inconvenience ourselves and those around us by "unpleasant" oder. Grooming our bodies collectively to be viewed as societally acceptable. Choosing phrases, words, and expressions carefully to eliminate awkwardness. Pushing, humiliating, and shit-talking those who might neglect one of those norms.

Class notes shift from person to person. Giggles followed by a not so subtle response. Un-noticed by the underpaid and obviously miserable teachers. No use in observing students around when they could skim pop culture articles taking advantage of the school internet. Neglecting the piling up papers spilling off their desks.

Click. Click. Click. Tap. Tap. Tap. Fidgeting students with diagnosed ADHA tap their feet and click their pens. Hard to say if maybe the environment is the root of the problem. Filling teens with meds to battle their disruptive behaviors. Popping pills like candy and pretending like that cannot function without them.

Anxiety and the smell of teenage body oder clings to the school humidity. Unpleasant in every corner. The scent of Grape Ice nicotine occasionally being circulated throughout the classroom. One of the students is likely hiding a vape up their overly baggy sleeve but the common experience leaves no one the energy to try to figure out who it is. The school poorly dealing with their nicotine epidemic leaves a lot of room for people to slip through.

The energy negative and tired as the new school year buzz had long worn off. Finding each student regularly glancing towards the clock waiting for the bell to ring. Phones hidden poorly underneath the uncomfortable outdated wooden desks. Every second felt like an eternity, watching the teens around dozing off into their desks. One freshman girl fully unconscious drooling on top of her desk.

Freshman girls occasionally giggling in the back. Discussing how to exacute seducing each of the senior boys. Many pray that the maturity of the seniors would be above fucking a freshman but taking after their pedophile deadbeat drunk father's they aren't above anything. The pre-pubesant girls with their oversized push up bras and undersized tank-tops intentions only wanting to prove to the cliques they deserve to be recognized. Desperately attempting to be loved, accepted, and validated by climbing the teenage hiarchy. The pecking order of students.

Posters plaster the walls of the classroom. Rainbow. Rainbow. Rainbow. Not at all reflecting the gloomy atmosphere. Art displaying the schools "acceptance" to ideas which shouldn't even be considered political. Still families spend their time debating the existence of the simple display of representation on social platforms created to benefit the community but seemed to be getting misused for personal middle aged crisis and advertising. "Child Size 5 Month Jacket 4 Sale","Discounted Senior Photos To Support My Small Photography Business","Bad Driver Near Elementary School" are some of the many examples of posts on these platforms.

Ally clicked her heal on the metal leg of the chair. Ainxety coursing through her vains only 1.5 hours through the school day. The lead of her pencil aimlessly doodling snapped from the end of her mechanical pencil for the third time. Sore eyes scanning the room something that might ease the environmental stress.

Feet kicked up on the desk, chest heaving slightly with labored snores. The teacher dozes in the creaky cheap desk chair caked in duck tape. The chair telling a story of past repairs in an attempt to keep the broken down padding from spilling out. A prerecorded YouTube lecture played on the ancient TV that the office lady had wheeled in ten minutes prior. The room dim and damp each student used the opportunity to take advantage of the lack of supervision.

Plumes of THC cartridge steam blew out of one corner. The opposing corner smelled distinctly of artificial Blue Raspberry as once student passed the Nicotine to another. Someone recorded a TikTok with their designated bestie of the week while the insecure girl filled in the caption of her Instagram post specifically to make her boyfriend jealous.

Ally sat alone even though she was familiar with all of her peers. Observing the sickly environment that always was too much around her. A fly buzzed loudly near the lamp and she followed it's trail for minutes. Occasionally glancing at the clock waiting for second period to be over with.

The fly flew in circles. Un intelligently tapping the ceiling every few seconds. It followed the same path almost repetitively before suddenly dipping into the corner. In an instant the fly alligned just above a desk and just as quick a blue water bottle in capsulated the fly like a cage.

Ally looked up from the long black nails wrapped around the water bottle. Meeting crystal blue eyes almost hidden by shaggy artificial black hair. Eye brows dark and sharp scrunched with consentration but lips pursed and soft. Their facial features were all a mix of sharp and soft but somehow all fitting together like a perfectly solved puzzle. Baggy clothing suggested a lack of effort but the line of smudged black eyeliner proved just enough effort was shown.

Ally held the glance just along enough before deciding that it had just passed appropriate staring duration. Crystal blue ingrained in the back of her eyes. Glancing back of discreetly she watched as their hands tipped the water bottle over to release the fly into a small jar before promptly sealing the container shut. Removing the jar from the table where it sat and shoving it into their backpack.

Odd. Keeping a random fly? Capturing it so quickly. Odd.

Redirecting her thoughts she opened her phone and watched predetermined algorithmic videos on her phone until the hours of the school day wicked away. Tryin to ignore the constant flashes of crystal blue that continued to distract from the thoughts tried to form. Like usual focus didn't come naturally but during this specific day the thoughts were only blue.

It was just a "regular" day at a normal underfunded American highschool.