I really don't want to talk to him at all.
I took out my pen and quickly wrote "sure."
I wonder what he could possibly want to talk about.
He then passed me another note saying "I saw you at lunch and I wanted to talk to you, but you suddenly disappeared. I was wondering where you went."
Why does he care.
I let out a silent sigh and put my head down, completely ignoring his question.
What am I doing? Why am I being so flipping rude? Get your big ugly head back up and reply to him!
I picked up my head and wrote down "pardon me?"
My cheeks are getting hotter and I feel anxious.
"Never mind. So um Shannon, we walk home the same way and I was um wondering if you maybe want to walk home with me....."
He's so cute in a annoying way.
I replied with "okay, but I don't usually go home. I go somewhere near the library."
Before he could say anything else, I put my head down again trying to hint him that I don't want to talk.
I am happy because today is friday and its 7th period. 1 more period to go then I am freeee!!!
***time skip***I had totally forgotten that I was supposed to walk home with Jake.
But oh well.
I was a bit relieved until I heard someone yelling "SHANNON!!!"
There goes my happiness I said to myself as I turned around to see jake coming towards me.
He quickly caught up, and I quietly said "Hi Jake."
Before I knew it, we arrived somewhere near the library.
"Bye Jake, I have to go to that place now."
"Can I come?"
This was a surprising question.
"Sure, but you will be very bored."
He looked at his feet and quietly said "I would rather be bored than go home."
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Isolated
Ficção Adolescente16 year old Shannon is a lonely quiet girl. She often sits in a corner all by herself. Until one say a boy named Jake moves to her classroom and takes a seat next to Shannon. Jake has been staring at Shannon for quite a while now. Little does she kn...