The Runaways

Strange Feelings

Shaun's POV
As Bayli started reading I immediately got lost in the sound of her voice. It's like I've been transported to another world... And then that world gets shattered by the bell. Wow, time flies. Bayli and I get up and grab our stuff. Just as we're about to leave I ask her, "Bay? We'll be friends forever right? No matter what?" I've never felt the need to ask this before. We've been best friends since the first day of kindergarten, and it's always been this unspoken thing between us, that we'd always be best friends, always. But lately I've just felt this need to hear her say it.
"Of course, Shaun. Forever and always," she says with a confused look on her face. As soon as she said it this warm tingly feeling washed over me, totally weird right? But I swear in that moment I was the happiest person alive. My face must have been showing this because I see her roll her dark brown eyes and say, "Come on weirdo, we've got to get to class." I followed her to our lockers and grabbed my stuff for English and we walked to class.
When we walked through the door we were the last ones. "Ah. Ms. Smith and Mr. Evans. How nice of you to grace us with your presence," Mrs. Monroe said.
"Oh you're welcome, Lacey," Bayli shot back as we walked to the back of the room.
"Mrs. Monroe, Bayli. You know the rules."
"Ah, yes. I know them quite well. But you know my rules and that's what matters," Bay said, smirking as she sat down. Mrs. Monroe didn't say another thing about it, she just sighed and turned around to start the lesson. Throughout the whole class Bayli and I passed notes in our "Note Notebook." We started it back in fifth grade, and this is the sixtieth edition so far. We keep them all in a duffel bag under her bed.
As soon as the bell rings we are out the door and running through the halls to P.E. We part ways as we go into the different changing rooms. I change quickly as I think about everything, and by everything I mean everything. It's a habit I've picked along the way. I think about everything all at once whenever I get the chance, whether it's changing or listening to Bayli read, or hiding in my room. It's a way to fill the emptiness that silence leaves behind. I finish changing into our bland black and gray uniform, and throw my stuff in my locker. As I walk out the door I hear one of the guys say, "Hey look, it's Bay's little sidekick." I get that a lot, and I say that I don't care, even to Bayli, but I do care and I know that she knows that. I can see it in her eyes, in the way she always cusses out the people that call me that. She always tells me that I'm not her sidekick, but that I am her partner in crime, that she needs me, and I always tell her that I need her too. Because I do, I can't imagine my life without her.
I see Bayli sitting in the top corner of the bleachers and walk up to her and sit down.
"Hey," she says. "What took you so long?"
"Nothing, I was just thinking," I say.
"You know I can tell when you're lying. Was it those assholes again?"
"Yeah but it's fine. I know that I'm more than just your sidekick."
"Good," she answers and puts her head on my shoulders. I put my head on hers.
'This is all I need,' I think. Just the knowledge that Bayli will always be by my side. That she'll always be my best friend. 'Maybe more would be better though.' These thoughts are seriously getting annoying.
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The rest of the day went by pretty fast. Okay, let's be honest, I pretty much slept through all my classes. I'm not exactly what you would call a "Star Student." That's Bayli. No matter what she does, or how much her teachers can't stand her, she still has a 5.0 GPA. I'm kinda jealous.
But oh well, I've accepted that I'm not a good student, having a high school diploma has nothing to do with my dream job. I want to own my own bar. Apparently my dad owned one when I was baby, before he left us that is. I've always really had my heart set on that.
"Hey, Dreamer Boy!" I turn around to see Bayli walking out of the front doors of the school. "You ready to go home?"
"Do I have to?" I ask, whining like a little kid. I really didn't want to deal with my mom.
"Yes. And I have to go home too."
"Fine," I reply, still wearing my pouty face. She grabs my hand and pulls me along. I follow, mostly against my own free will. "Why are you so mean to me?" I ask.
"Because we just have to suffer through these next two years, then we can get out of this stupid town." She pauses and grabs my hand as we keep walking. "We're gonna be something. We are not gonna end up like our parents. We're gonna be better. We're gonna move into the city, make a fortune, and forget any of these years ever happened. We're gonna be happy, Shaun."
When she finishes her speech, she looks at me with this gleam in her eye, like she actually thinks that that stuff is gonna happen. I'm not gonna be the one to tell her other wise. I give her a dimpled smile and she leans up on her tippy toes and kisses my cheek. That weird bubbly feeling flows through my body.
I've decided I can get used to that feeling.
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A/N: I know I haven't updated in forever. But hopefully I'll be updating more frequently. Don't forget to follow, vote, and comment. I hope you like this, my little dinos. MHAW.