"Dude are you wearing pajamas?" Maria asked as I got in her car, this week I was in the worse of moods. I had gotten used to the fact of lack of sleep but sometimes I would fall asleep but now sleep wasn't even coming at all, I felt on edge and my mood and temper since Monday has been fluctuating.
"Yes." I snapped, she jumped from my outburst I didn't mean to but my brain is just unstable.
"What's up with you since week?" She questioned as she drove out of our community. What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? Andre is what's wrong with me, I have never been worked up about a boy but Andre dammit. He hadn't even called since he left, how can he not call? I had been waiting anticipating his call or even his text.
In silence prolonged in the car and she stole glances at me from the corner of her eye then seeing my stone face she focused on the road. "You know you can talk to me, right? We are friends." God I just wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. The school appeared and I was never so grateful to see the red and yellow building in my life. She parked and before she could even turn off the ignition I was out trying to blend in with the crowd, it was kind of hard in skeleton pajama bottoms and matching long sleeve top, my hair again under a pixy cut black wig that's the only effort I made today.
I opened my locker shoving books in it in anger not paying the preying eyes that watched me carefully, everyone knew something was up and they kept their distance. I didn't have an angry expression on my face but sometimes when I saw certain things like couples kissing or acting all cuddling I scowled.
Why was his absence affecting me so much? I miss him painfully, my heart ached and I felt like I was missing a piece of me. I wasn't like most girls that got worked up over guys but I don't know what kind of effect Andre had left on me, but I certainly did not like how I was feeling.
My classes went on with my brain everywhere but the lesson. I had taken a liken to the stains on the windows, the dust floating around the room which is only seen by the beams of light, the dirt in the corners, the bad posture of children and split ends. Normal teenagers would sleep out the class but with me that was impossible. Finally lunch rolled up and I was grateful I got my lunch and sat at the table eyes following me all the way.
"Hey," I felt a hand on my back, I looked up and Beth stood behind me with rest of the gang behind her. "You've always had our backs, so...what I'm trying to say is that we have your back." They all smiled and I nodded, they all took a seat awkward silence around our table and minimal conversation around the cafeteria.
"Can you people be more obvious?" I snapped.
"God you've always been the life of the party but your mood is like...ugh." Anna rolled her eyes. "I know what your problem is, just say it." Was she referring to Andre's leaving.
"I can't." I mumbled.
"Sure you can we'll listen." Maria chipped in, I wanted to yell that I missed her brother so much that I was hurting like I have never hurt before. I can't say that because we aren't exclusive and I would look like that girl, I didn't want to be that girl.
"I'm fine," I lied through my teeth. "It's just girl stuff." I continued lying but added a weak smile with it.
"Girl stuff?" Ryan asked confused. I looked at him almost embarrassing he was clueless about girl stuff, but since they wanted to know.
"It involves mother nature." Beth said as I opened my mouth.
"Mother nature? Is it like girl code for something?" he asked he was so dense.
"Yes it's girl code for menstruation." Ramone snapped his brother's density.
"Weren't you taught this in the seventh grade?" I asked.

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Broken
TienerfictieDaniella has been through a tramatic experience and she begins to rebel, she distances herself from her twin brother. Her parents fear that the path she has been taking will lead to her self destruction and they send her to Seattle to live. She sees...