Chapter eleven: Lost sight

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December 20th, 2022.

I was in my usual spot of math class, clearly wanting to fall asleep. Ms. Sheila's algebra lessons were like sleeping pills that were forcing me to fall asleep but wanting me to listen on the random numbers she was lecturing.
Celine and Ru are literally silently snoring beside me, while Anne and I took down notes for our two besties for later.

Finally, after 2 hours, the bell rang. Anne dragged Celine out of her chair while I carried Ru BRIDAL STYLE out of that room. She was screaming like crazy because she thought she was being kidnapped.

Ru punched my nose and pulled my hair like crazy until she finally realized it was just her 5'2 bestie with our 5'3 friend, carrying the 4'9 Dora, Celine.
"Oh my gosh, mommy! I'm so sorry!" She cried after I placed her down with disappointment and tried to walk away. She hugged me tightly, regretting what she just did. "You almost smashed my nose bones, you know that?" I replied while patting her head. "I know! I'm sowwy!" She cried dramatically while Celine was laughing so hard, she barely could even breathe. I chuckled and made my way to the food court. I grabbed some cookies and nattō with rice and then walked towards where the girls sat.

After just 4 minutes, a loud voice echoed the whole cafeteria. "Everyone! Can I have your attention?" It was Timmy, standing on a random table. All eyes were on him, with his bestie, Gabe, also known as my short pookie.
"I am GAY LIKE SATURO GOJO!!" Timmy yelled with infinite confidence in front of everybody and started twerking along with Gabe. But all of a sudden, people start to applause. Me and the girls were left extremely confused as hell while Celine clapped happily. I almost forgot that Celine is a pansexual and has liking on girls, which we all supported.

Ru leaned closer on me, with confusion and a slight of annoyance on her face. "Isn't Gojo's sexuality ain't known??" She asked with confusion peeking on her voice.

Anne laughed at Ru's question and patted her head, just like any other older person would do to a younger.
But my concerns are just growing even more: Noah has been absent in my sight ever since yesterday. I was getting more and more worried about it..

After an hour, the bell rang again. I walked towards my way to art class. My mind was still stuck on where Noah was and how he's doing.
Then, a strong arm wrapped around my neck like a total snake. It was the one and only, Timmy.
"Hey, sister." Timmy spoke in a girly way, which made me laugh. "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked while placing my books on the table.

"Oh, just visiting my bestie's future wife~," Timmy smirked while playfully punching my shoulder. I rolled my eyes in a sarcastic way, clearly enjoying his craziness, but something deep inside me was bothering on where Noah was.
"Oh please, we're not together. We're just friends!" I chuckled before writing a few words in my notebook.
"Oh, well. Gotta go twerk some more with my daddy Gabby." Timmy replied before skipping out of the room with a barbie in his hand. Pfft, what a childish dude.

The class went on about the Tudor period of England, which I already know. I lived in England for 7 years, and I was a huge fan of Henry VIII's wives, especially Catherine of Aragon and Anne Boleyn.

After 2 hours, the class ended, and it was finally dismissal. I was tired and bored because me and the girls all have separate classes, which is disappointing for a junior student like me who is always attached to the craziest girls in the whole academy.

I was about to slide down the stairs using the handle when I was surprised with my bestie since Grade V, Kirk.

"Oh, sweet banana cue! Kirky!" I yelped in shocked while Kirk laughed on the scene unfolding.
"Chill, Elle! I was just walking past by, and I heard the SpongeBob theme song again, and I knew it was you." Kirk chuckled and slapped my back in a playful way.
Kirk and I chatted for many minutes about poly ai, talkie, and most especially, character ai, which is my biggest favorite and obsession. Eventually, it was getting dark, and we both parted our ways. I took a cab then, scrolled through Instagram for entertainment with my brain. The cold breeze of the car's AC was gently flowing on my hair along with the skin of my neck.
My nose was still punching with pain due to Ru's total assault with my poor nose. But, she's my best friend, and most importantly? My loyal bird..

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