nyctophilia

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"I isolated myself from everything just to see if people noticed me not being around, but I ended up forgetting my own existence."

8:49am

Luna looked at the clock. Ten minutes before this period ended. Ten minutes until second period started.

Ten minutes before she saw James again.

Something struck Luna, she was actually afraid to see him again. She couldn't bear to be in the same room as him. No, she didn't fear him.

She feared what he thought of her.

9:26am

"So James, tell me, can Luna deep throat?"

James snapped his head up to Tim.

"Don't even go there, Tim."

"Why not? I thought you guys were over and as Ethan informed with great detail, you thought she was a slut."

James silently cursed at Ethan who was sitting at the other side of the room across from Luna, oblivious to his surroundings.

"Shut up before someone hears you."

"So you do think she's a slut."

"I said shut the fuck up about it Tim!"

Mr. Parke, their science teacher looked over at them, yet buried his head down to his desk again to grade the latest physics test.

"I bet Luna's great in bed."

James snapped.

"Don't fucking talk about her like that or I swear to fucking god I'll-"

"James and Tim. Principles office."

James angrily walked out of the now silent classroom. Tim following.

"But Mr. Parke I didn't do anything."

"I said go, Tim."

Luna stared at James in confusion. He almost never got loud.

Eh, she thought, Tim was probably talking about banging his mom or something.

5:14pm

Luna stood close by Declan, as she always did. He brought a cigarette to his mouth, inhaled, puffed, and stared into the clouds.

There was something so different about Declan. Something that intrigued Luna, and she didn't know what. He wasn't really classified into a social group. He was the bad boy, the jock, and the nerd all in one. He didn't look like a nerd, but he definitely was one. James wasn't really labeled either.

Stop Luna.

You're over him now.

She lied to herself. How long would Luna have to lie to herself until she faced the cold hard truth.

As if a figment of her imagination, she saw James walking down the street. It wasn't her imagination though.

"Hey James! Got in some trouble, yeah?"

"Shut up, Declan it's none of your business." James called back.

"Awh, was Tim calling your mom a little whore again?"

Luna giggled to herself, remembering what she had thought at that exact moment and how it was so similar to Declan's.

"Laugh all you want McCauley, but in 30 years I'll be laughing and you'll be six feet under!"

"What's that supposed to mean, Greco?"

"That cigarette of yours? Your buddy, the blunt? Yea, well it'll bite you in the ass with lung cancer and that'll be it for you!"

"James stop!" Luna called out.

James didn't say anything, he just stared. He was taken aback by her sudden outburst, and so was she.

Declan gripped Luna tighter and said something to her in a low voice, but made sure it was audible for James to hear.

"You tell 'em babe."