Class goes as well as class usually goes. Which is to say, boring as hell.
When the bell rings I am sadly reminded of the promise I made to sit with that group of four from earlier. I pick up my books and leave the class.
The lunchroom is noisy to say the least. The girl from earlier, Beck, waves me over and I go sit down with her and her friends.
When I sit down, a boy with brown skin and glasses looks at me. "Hey, what's up man? I'm Jay." I force a smile and nod. "Hey."
One of the other girls smiles. "I heard that you're sitting with Atlas."
I look at her slowly and ask, "yeah. What's up with him?" She looks at the others before replying, "he used to be our friend. Then one day he just stopped. Always writing in that stupid notebook instead of socializing."
I raise an eyebrow. weird.
A guy sitting next to Jay is scrolling through his phone with earbuds in. "That's Kim, and I'm Harmony," the girl adds.
As they fall into conversation, I shift my vision onto Atlas, sitting across the room with one other. Still writing in his notebook. "Who's that?" I ask.
Jay looks at who I'm talking about and sighs. "That's Rowan, annoying, stuck up jock."
I spend the rest of lunch eating quietly while they talk.
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Sorry, this one's short!
(I didn't know how to end the lunch scene T-T)
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