Hey Siri

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My feet hit against the wall as I watched my ice cream melt. I have been holding it for the past 10 minutes, intending to eat it, but somehow ended up staring at it. I was currently perched on top of the wall that surrounded Eastern Montgomery High school, the school I go to. It was lunch time, which meant people could either eat or gossip over everything; they often chose the latter one.

"Stop torturing the poor thing."

I snapped out of my haze, nearly losing my balance, as I looked down to see Vivienne, my best friend. "You almost sent me to Heaven!" I said. "Don't do that ever again."

She laughed, "Darling, you'd go around popping up the clouds in Heaven with your horns, so God would definitely send you back to Hell. Char, you didn't answer me. Why on earth are you holding a near dead ice cream cone?"

Ignoring her illogical imagination, I said, "I was planning on eating it, but not anymore." Throwing the cone on the other side of the wall. I heard it hit the soft grass as I jumped off the wall to join Viva.

"I still don't know why you need to climb that thing every single day," She said. The wall is old and has this crooked tree near it, which makes climbing it real easy. On the other side are massive wilderness, bloodthirsty werewolves and all -I'm joking. It's a plain old park that no one comes to anymore.

"Because it makes me feel like the king of this place." I grinned. I met Vivienne during my freshman year. No, we weren't the socially rejected leftovers. And no we didn't exchange friendship bands to cry in self-pity. We're friends with almost everyone here. It's just that we bonded well and the fact that her mom's the best cook in the entire world, we turned out to be best friends.

"C'mon let's talk about unicorns and rainbows now," I said as I linked my hand with hers hopping away to a table.

I sat down with her, and we talked about our classes. "Hey guess what, yesterday I tried cooking," She said while smiling widely. My expression turned into a painful smile, a stark contrast to hers. She's smart and I love her and all, but this girl in a kitchen, near a fire, is like catastrophe spelled with a capital C."How did it go?" I asked hoping that she didn't burn anything this time.

"It went pretty well, took me a while to get rid of the shells, and well it got slightly overcooked, other than that it was delicious." She beamed.

Getting rid of the fake smile on my face, I put on a bored expression saying, "There's no such thing as overcooked, it's either cooked or burnt". She stuck out her tongue while she punched me. And no it wasn't this playful light punch, "Ow! I think I'm gonna bruise". Talk about being abusive! "I am serious, wait lemme show you."

Taking out my mobile, I turned the Siri app on.

"Hey, Siri. What happens when Vivienne tries cooking?"

A short pause later it replied, "I don't know. I didn't die to know? " If I was to die now, I think this would be a satisfying last moment, I thought as I laughed, while Viva scowled.

Rest of the lunch went by with me and Viva laughing, talking, and eating her homemade sandwiches -the only reason I'm not yet dead. We parted our ways, me heading to my physics class. As I walked down the hallways, I greeted people of all shapes and sizes, to say my school was diverse would be an understatement.

I took my seat, once I reached my class, at the back. I don't sit here because I'm failing this class, in fact, I have pretty decent grades -if A's and B's are decent for you. I sit here because every time I sit at the front the teacher peeps into my notes as if prodding into my soul and looking for donuts, yeah not cool. Mr. Harper entered the class yelling for silence, making people talk even louder. Pfft Dumbledore wannabe. Finally an eternity later, people quit talking and he began the lesson in his monotone voice.

Halfway through, he was interrupted by a new student. She was a girl with red locks, and that's all of what I could notice about her before she started talking with Mr. Harper.

"Okay students, meet Miss Gandalin-" He announced.

"Sir, it's Gwendolyn Arbeláez" she interrupted.

To which he just smiled at her annoyingly, and said "Precisely. So class here's Miss Gendlain, the new student, so who wants to show her around?" She sighed and rolled her eyes when Mr. Harper got her name wrong again. After a couple of minutes of staring, pointed looks, whispers, and pretending to be dead, my hand shot up, mainly because I didn't want her to feel like a weed ya' know unwanted and all.

She beamed brightly at me as my teacher called me to his desk, handing me the hall pass "Thank you for helping, Miss Thaxter." He said.

I shrugged and grinned to show its fine because talking is too mainstream. I reached out my hand to shake hers, when suddenly she grabbed me in for a hug, nearly choking me in the process.

"Hi, it's so good to meet you, I'm new here, and it's lovely of you to show me around!" She shrieked.

I distanced myself from her as I said "Um, yeah, I kind of know that...Alrighty, so I'm Charlotte. Charlotte Thaxter. It's nice to meet you too. Let's go, shall we." She nodded excitedly as we reached for the door of our classroom.

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"This is the parking lot, it's basically where we get to show off about being 16 and having a driver's license," I explained. We're now outside the entrance of my school. There were only 10 minutes left until the final bell.

"Oh, and it's also where we organize our annual car wash, which is coming up in a couple of days. Right Char?" Viva said. We met her on the second floor, she had the last period free, so YAY!

"Yeah wait let me-, Hey Siri when is the car wash?" Gwen looked at me weirdly, as I talked to my phone.

"Six days from now." Said the robotic man voice.

"Yeah it's next week, Gwen, you'll love it. It's held for the disabled children."

"Whoa cool, we could wear matching car washing tees or something, oh-oh we could even have this song, which we'd sing every time we washed a car!" Gwen blurted.

I have been with her for the past two classes since she was in both my AP Chemistry and AP Calculus. Miss Kathy, our drama teacher let us out during her period for me to 'show Gwendolyn the true ethics and cultures of such a well-defined institution'. Needless to say, she was excited throughout the entire trip. You should've seen the look on Viva's face when she hugged her, but eventually, she got used to Gwen's bucket loads of happiness and sunshine.

"So, Miss Gandalin," I chuckled, "how do you like Eastern Montgomery so far?"

She scrunched up her face "Firstly, I swear I am going to steal his pants if that potato gets my name wrong one more time. And second of all, I think I'd like my stay here Miss Thaxter, the pleasantries are too hard to let go." She chuckled. "Also, I've found myself a pair of rowdy chics, my life's complete." squeezing us into a panda hug. I laughed sure Gwen seemed like a great friend, I'll keep her.

We then talked for a couple of minutes as there was no point going back to class now. The bell screeched, bringing our Mario Kart and Tekken discussion to an end. Meh, turns out we have some similarities despite our different personalities.

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