"Where were you at break?" asked Sam, visibly struggling to keep a straight face and her tone calm, but even then, I could hear annoyance in her voice.
"I stayed back in class." I said, holding my book in front of her.
"Seriously?" Sam replied, dropping her 'calm' strategy and looking downright pissed.
"Hai, seriously." I smiled, knowing how she also didn't like the fact that I read a lot.
She just sighed in exasperation.
We took our books for Language, our current period, and went to Lana's class, where we usually take Language.
Lana was another friend of ours, but from a different class. I knew her since last year and I genuinely like her. She's nice, funny, and laughs at almost everything (yes, even in wrong situations). Her laugh was one of those contagious laughs that makes everyone laugh along.
I tried sitting alone, but the girls followed me and sat beside me. I was a tad bit annoyed as I obviously wanted to be alone , but I didn't dare utter a word of my annoyance.
They kept on talking throughout the whole class, and I tried my best to focus on my work .
Suddenly, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I looked back, and it turned out to be Lana. I smiled at her as she tried catching Maya and Sam's attention as well.
"Guess what happened, you guys?" She asked, excitedly.
"What?" I asked, curiously.
"One of my friends from my old school was accepted to this school, and she's coming next week!"
Oh my god! Was she for real? A new girl? In our school?
FINALLY! I thought to myself, I'm finally going to meet a new person.
This is what I need. A new person. Someone who can understand me and may even think like me.
Maybe she can be different, just like me!
All this time, the only thing I needed was, I realized, something to break the routine.
Something to make it change.
Make me change.
I realized that I was getting way too ahead here. I didn't even meet the girl. Maybe I was too positive about everything ....Maybe...
"Maybe she'd be a total showoff?" Maya laughed as we left Lana's class to go back to ours.
You see, our school is different. Very, very, very different.
We don't have a class for each subject. It was one class, all subjects (Except Language).
You don't get to choose subjects until ninth grade, and even then, we only have serious classes.
Classes like biology, chemistry and physics for students aiming for the science field as well as business, economics and accounting for students who are too stupid to get a thing in science, or just lazy people who don't really want to study. Maybe I'm being too judgmental here, I'm sure there are some people who actually like the commerce field.
Language and I.C.T is also an option, but English and mathematics are a must.
Students can mix up the subjects they want, and there you go! You've got the most serious school in the country! No fun stuff. Yay!
Not only was it very serious, our school was also an all girls school.
I know what you're probably thinking-'Oh my god! That is so weird!'
Not really.
I was used to it, so it didn't matter much to me.
Oh, did I mention that we have to wear a uniform too?
Gotta love this school.
But all that didn't matter to me now. If it ever seriously did.
My mind was focused on only one thing; the new girl. This new person may understand me, and for that I was grateful. Just the thought of someone new made me happy.
I just hated the way Maya and Sam didn't accept me for myself, for who I am, letting me just be.
Were they at fault or was I?
To be honest I was a tad bit jealous of how Maya and Sam both understand each other so well. It didn't hit me that hard when I saw that both my best friends were hanging out together more frequently without me. Others might try to confront them or jump to conclusions. They may try to salvage whatever could be fixed, or just cry in a corner. But not me.
Instead, I backed away, leaving them in their own bubble of friendship...
I didn't want to interfere, so I became what was close to lonely.
I became what was close to empty.
They were becoming closer than ever, and I was drifting further than ever.
Maybe she can be my talisman to make both Maya and Sam understand me too. The possibilities are endless.
Maybe...
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Left Alone
Short StoryIt didn’t hit me that hard when I saw that both my best friends were hanging out together more frequently without me. Others might try to confront them or jump to conclusions. They may try to salvage whatever could be fixed, or just cry in a corner...