Just The Four Of Us

Ch. 11: "It will never catch on."

Tabatha's POV

I stepped into one of my last classes for the day, social studies. One of the only periods I can stay interested in; I use that term very loosely, considering the fact that there's always times where everything makes me want to stab my eyes out with a pencil. But regardless of how interested I am in the things we're learning, I've managed to keep an A and B grade average throughout the first half of the year, and I'm pretty proud of myself to say the least. It's extremely difficult balancing school with extra curricular activities and then adding in the insane shit I'm being put through with my parents. One hundreds would be nice, but I'll strive for whatever keeps me afloat and on good terms to go to college.

Mandy was sitting quietly next to some other girl in our class. I found she's more of the listener type than the one to shove her input into every conversation. Not that I know anyone like that. (@me next time Tab; like I cannot keep my mouth shut for the life of me it's bad). Although I found once she's with people she likes, she's pretty funny and strange, in a good way, but she seems so quiet with Destiny. So it's more of she's part listener, part stuck with Destiny. I should probably save her...

"Okay guys! So we're starting our next chapter of world history this week. After the fall of the Greek era, or at least the end of our last test on Greece, we have the rise of the Roman Empire. Rome doesn't technically exist anymore, it's modern day Italy, so it's considered one of the dead empires. But it was a great time for arts and reform..." Our teacher, Mrs. Donavan, went on continuously on Rome. While I, and few other classmates, actually took notes. Destiny kept bugging and whispering things to Mandy, and I could see she was making an attempt to block her out.

Mandy and I talked here and there. We never got truly deep into a conversation, I still want to befriend her though. I mean Hannah and her are friends, I'm friends with Hannah, pretty sure Mandy and Marley are friends, Marley is my bus buddy, it all comes together. Just have to find a way to connect the circle.

The class pushed on and I kept a close eye on the clock. I desperately wanted to go home and just sleep. 2:50, 2:52, 2:54. Suddenly the overhead speaker turns on and alerts us with the afternoon announcements. A reminder that the final bell to leave was coming soon.

People began to shove their belongings into their bags, not paying attention to the fact that our teacher was still trying to get us to respond to the questions she posed about the lesson. I answered a few of them. Not too many to the point where I was doing it for everyone else. It's their class too. They should know as much as I do.

The final bell rang loud in my ears and I waited for everyone to clear out so I could pull Mandy aside. Apparently she had the same idea and grabbed me by the arm before I could do the same to her.

"Hey do you think we could find a way to get you moved into destiny's spot because I am so tired of her."

"Yeah that works I wanted to talk to you more anyway so I'll take it," I respond a little happy I didn't have to initiate the conversation. Mrs. Donovan walked over to us with a stack of papers in her hands.

"Why are you two girls still in here? 'Thought you would've ran out with the mass of kids." She says passing out papers out onto every desk for the next day.

"About that-" I start to speak before I'm cut off by another over lapping voice.

"Oh we'll be out right away don't worry about us, we just wanted to know if there was a way you could move Tabatha here into Destiny's spot?" Mandy replies.

"Why would you want to do that? It seems like you and Destiny are pretty friendly." Mrs. Donavan questions, staring back at Mandy with her head slightly tilted to the left.

"She just talks a lot so I respond with a laugh to keep her happy and not mad."

I wonder if she found that out the hard way.

"Okay yeah that's fine by me. Just promise you won't get each other into any trouble. Now you should probably move along. It be a shame if you were to, I don't know, miss your bus and rot here for the rest of eternity."

"I second that. So let's go, tabby cat."

"Don't ever call me that again." I snap back, a bit harsher than I expected.

"Oh come on, it's a good nick name you have to admit."

"No it's not. It's not going to catch on."

"Whaaaaat? It's great! Tabby cat. Wow. Really...rolls of the tongue you know?" Mandy's hazel eyes lighting up with slight sarcasm.

"If you repeat it one more time I will skin you, put your face onto an actual tabby cat, then send it to your closest family." I say, trying to keep a straight face but failing horribly and letting out laughs in between words.

"...Promise?"