It may sound weird but yelling at the lunch time bell kind of helped. I walked over to Megan's table with CONFIDENCE! However, I would have died a thousand deaths before ever walking over. I had no other choice. I came over carrying my tray full of spaghetti and one-of-your-five-a-day lemonade. I sat right at the end of the table so that no one could see me. When Megan first started to go sour I thought that lunchtimes would be my getaway but I was wrong. So wrong. Lunchtimes for Megan meant that she could use me to 1) Show off how 'amazing' she is. 2) Show off all her makeup in the toilets. 3) Create a drama were Megan tells me messages and I have to go and tell them to the person she is torturing. There is a billion more but the chapter will have a good million words in it! I see Megan and Jude staring into each other's eyes. They call it 'Love'. I call it 'I want to rip my eyes out and die'! Despite the grossness, it is REALLY funny! When Megan is on the phone to Jude, she says stuff like: 'You hang up first...No, you hang up first!' In general she says 'I love you my JudeyNoodle!' And he says: 'I love you my little MeganLemon!'
Unsuspectingly, I see an unfamiliar face. It's a boy. With gorgeous brown hair. It must have been washed by angels! His radiant hazelnut eyes reflect of mine...Wait! He's looking at me! I turn my head as quick as I can. There are five more seats in front and beside me. He comes and sits on the one next to me. 'Er...Can I help you?' I ask hesitantly.
'Yes. You can. My name is Oscar and I want to know your name.' He said it in a kind but demanding, cocky way.
''Luna. My name is Luna. But I am better known as 'no one cares, Luna'.' I replied embarrassed.
'Oh. That's unfortunate.' He paused. 'Who gave you that name?' I didn't know what to tell him.
'Erm...well. Can you keep a secret?'
'Yeah! I love secrets!' He was so energetic that he nearly popped up from his seat and flew right into space! 'Well,' I began. 'I know this girl named Megan and she is always pushing me around, saying stuff like no one cares and that kind of jibber jabber. And since then I started calling myself 'no one cares Luna'.' I ended the sentence with a big sigh.
'Well that made this session awkward! He he!' Then his face went serious. 'So, when you say 'Megan' you mean that orange over there?' He pointed straight at Megan pretending to pick her nose. (Incase you don't know what that is, it is where you point at your 'victim' and waddle your finger by there nose.) 'Yeah. That's her alright!'
We talked and talked. The reason I had never seen him before is because he moved from block 'B' to block 'A'. We talked about teachers, school, life and lessons untili found out that he is taking ALL the classes I am! (This is a good thing because I won't have to stay with Megan! Yaaaay!)
