It's Just Fashion (Poliet)

Chapter 6

Right when I got to the table, Feliks plopped into the seat next to me. I get that I'm supposed to give him a tour, but I think he'd just trying to be only my friend and not working towards being anyone else's buddy. It's kind of annoying.

I tried talking to Natalia, but she shot me a glare. I have a feeling she was in some sort of a mood. One that you wouldn't want to associate with her during. I looked over at Feliks and when I did, he was staring right back at me.

"So, why do you, like, stutter?" He asked, taking a drink from his thermos.

"Um...w-well, I p-play soccer," I started. It's actually pretty embarrassing of the stupid ways you can get a stutter. "A-and during o-one game, I-I fell and some k-kid wasn't p-paying attention a-and k-kicked me in th-the throat p-pretty hard. I-I'm surprised he d-din't break my n-neck....B-but anyways, I-I went t-to the h-hospital and th-the d-doctor j-just had m-me stop p-playing for a wh-while. I-I've been st-stuttering since," I shrugged, my face had flushed red by this point.

Feliks frowned, pulling me into a hug. I automatically tensed up, not used to hugs. "I'm, like, super duper sorry. That's, like, totally uncool."

I shrugged, "I-it's happens."

It was quiet after that and we continued to finish our lunches before heading off on our ways, though the Pole stayed with me.

We headed off to choir. Yeah, yeah, 'choir isn't manly' whatever. My school only offers choir or band and I can't play instruments, plus I don't want to buy one anyway.

And, just when I thought I'd get rid of Feliks? The teacher seats him next to me.

Just great.

--281 words!!
So,  Toris isn't really liking Feliks. His story on his stutter was just a random thing I came up with.
Yep.
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~Sky--