Snow |lgbt|

Accidents

I sat in detention, staring out the window at the snow floating through the air to eventually land on the ground. I flicked my pencil back and forth in the air out of boredom and habit. The silence in the room was only interrupted by the occasional swishing of my mechanical pencil flying through the air. I sighed and tried to not look at the clock, hoping time would pass faster if I didn't. Instead I resorted to reading the graffiti on the High School desk.
"B+H 5-ever"
"Call 555-8934 for a-"
My reading was interrupted when a lock of blond hair fell onto the end on the engraving. I looked up to find that the girl in front of me had turned around and proceeded to excitedly whisper,
"Isn't snow so beautiful? Snow flakes are like people, ya know!"
I rolled my eyes. The cliché, "snow flakes are like people, no two are exactly alike" was one of the dumbest sayings. First of all, there are twins, triplets, quadruplets, and even octuplets. Secondly, people eat snow. I guess statistically, somewhere out there at least one cannibal exists, but it isn't exactly expectable to eat people in most modern societies.
I understand that the saying reflects on people's personalities and whatnot, but the entire idea is down right stupid.
Long story short I hated snow.
Suddenly, the pencil flew from my hand and hit the shiny, blond head of the cliché-quoting girl.
"Ow!" She said, and reached behind to feel the back of her head.
"Great, I hit the snowflake girl with my pencil," I thought.
Mrs. Thessing, who was in charge of detention that day, scanned the room with her shark eyes. She was known for overreacting to any "shenanigans" during detention. Slowly, she sunk back into reading her worn copy of To Kill a Mockingbird. After a few seconds I risked shifting forward and whispered,
"Sorry! I didn't mean to do that!"
"Sure you didn't," the girl responded, much louder than necessary, "just like how I didn't mean to put a piece of chewed gum on Mr. Sergeant's chair."
"That was you?!" I asked, surprised. I eyed the girl in front of me. Her feet were barely able to lay flat on the floor, she wasn't fat but not exactly skinny, (I guess you could say she was curvy) her long blond hair made her appear even shorter, and at the moment she wore a mischievous grin. I wondered how long it would take to grow my hair as long as her's. My brown hair was as it always had been, shoulder length, not nearly as lengthy as hers.
A grin slowly formed on her face.
"Are you checking me out?"
I only then noticed that I had been eyeing her suspiciously while appearing to size her up. My cheeks felt hot, and I suspected they turned to the color of her rosy lips.
"Oh, no! I was ju-"
I jumped as a ruler came gliding though the air at a measurable amount of force, nearly missing my face. I winced as if smacked down hard on my desk.

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