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Oddly enough you haven't seen much of your sister lately. This is odd because she's always home if not at work. She was about as anti-social as you. In fact that's where you learned anti-sociability.

You asked Dave yesterday if she has been running around with Dirk, and he noted Dirk hadn't really left the house lately.

For the time, you can assume she is with Kane.

"What's up, sluts." (("GUESS WHO JUST GOT OUT OF PRISON" man do I love me some good ol' 50% off. ))
A certain boy sat down beside Kendall. Who was directly across from you.
"Whaddup, bitch." Dave greeted his friend back.
The tall boy happily wrapped his arm around Kendall's shoulders for a hug.
It was a nice day today. Currently you all four now sat at a small table near the front of the school, during this lunch period.

Nobody cared to eat. You all just sat around.
Kendall happily hugged John back.
"Where have you been all day?" Dave asked, slipping an arm around your waist.

John was just now arriving to school. It was already like 12:50.
"Ah you know, basic dentist appointment."

Dave smirked. "Still trying to figure out what's wrong with your impeccable front teeth?"

"Oh so funny. No, just that time around."

You yawned and rested your head down on the table. You slept well last night, so you weren't too sure why you were so out of it today. Everything felt slowed down and long. Very drawn out.

Maybe it was just the fact that you were bored. This was a boring day. You felt sleepy, you also had boring US history next, no good chums in that class. You also are ready to go home.

Also you're tired.

Almost positive a similar connotation of that was represented somewhere before.

John and Dave dragged their conversation on about, damn it, you don't even know anymore. You weren't really paying attention. Kendall was busy playing a game on her phone that involved squares.

(("1010! "Got me fucked up y'all.))
( U G H I SAID YALL.

CU RSE YOU TE XAN LINGo))

You felt a hand sit on your back. You assumed it was Dave, since he was the only one beside you.

You yawned again.

"Sleepy?"
Dave cut from his conversation to you. You nodded.
"Very sleepy."
"Sleep more often." He jokingly smiled.
You shrugged.
"I thought I slept well. I went to bed pretty early. Also I slept a lot."
Dave chuckled.
"Yeah, you kind of mention-... Nevermind." He smirked.

Ring-a-ding-ding, mother fucker goes the bell, ending lunch.

You groaned and stood up. Dave grabbed his bag and of course, yours. By this point you didn't fight it. You just let him do his thing, whatever made him happy. Which apparently was carrying your things around for you

You both trailed down the hallway, his hand carried yours as you made your way. The crowd was displeasing. The walk down these hallways are brutal 90% of the time. They're filled with kids. It's like going down the highway on a Sunday. Very crowded and slow.
Though, you didn't mind much. Being with Dave for a little longer was nice. Once you made it down the hallway you both turned left. This hallway held both of your classes.

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