(( I made this story about a year ago so I kind of lost the ideas and stuff))
– two weeks later
"Hey beautiful," Nash says pulling me into a hug. I smile as he kisses my cheek. "Missed you so much"
Today is the first day back to school after March break, went by fast, huh? Me and Nash walked to our lockers. Onika and them are all gone from us. Out of our ways. Thank you.
"See you after second period" Nash says waving goodbye as he goes into his class. I enter my classroom. Everyone's talking and bragging about what they did over the break. I didn't have anyone to talk to so I just sat and played a game in my phone.
"Hey" someone said nudging my elbow, I look up from my phone and see a blonde girl. "Oh hi" I say kindly. "What's up" she says taking her backpack off, I reply "nothing" I asked what she did over March break to start a conversation but the teacher walked in. She smiled and looked to the front.
"Okay everyone, settle down" the teacher said writing the date on the board. "Everyone enjoy there break?"
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the end of second period went the same as usual and so did lunch. But now there's the blonde girl from first period with me. Her names Jalissa, I guess we're friends now."How come I've never seen you before?" I asked opening my locker, "I don't know" Jalissa said pulling her hair over her ear, "I don't go around a lot I guess" she said laughing a bit. I nod, "no one noticed me either" I noticed Nash wasn't at his locker yet, which was strange. He's probably chatting with a teacher about an assignment or something.
Me and Jalissa eat lunch at the lunch tables out front of the school. We get to know more about each other each second.
Nash still wasn't here... So I started to worry so I texted him and still no reply. "Hey Jalissa, I'll be back" she nodded, "see you later"
I went back into the school and walked past Nash's locker, still no sight of him. I started to worry even more so I called him. It was his stupid voicemail.
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Lonely Habits → n.g (on pause)
Fanfiction"Are you talking to yourself?" "Sorry, it's a habit...." In which a girl likes to be alone and picks up a habit of talking to herself. Everyone thinks she's a freak, but she doesn't care. But one boy doesn't mind. Idea creds: @httpdaddygilinsky