The Janitors Closet

Chapter 1 // The Big Joke

The majority of us, just sorta float around in a suffocating wave of fruity perfumes and sweat. Chatter fills my ears and I find it difficult to catch any conversation that drifts out of the friendship circles.
" Yeah, but he liked two of my selfies..."

"Fuck off Jayden"

"I thought Mr. Lass was sick though?"

"Mandy were you even listening?"

Oh wait that's me.

"Yeah!" I said to Shanae, giving her my best attempt at a fake laugh. I had heard this story about how she found her hamster in the kitchen at least three times now. Shanae owns like 6 hamsters for the record.

"So anyway it turns out that he was hiding under the sink, so when..."

My thoughts blocked out Shanae's high pitched voice once again. I hate being rude like this - I hate being ignored, and I hate when other people get ignored but honestly, I feel like I can't take much longer being just Shanae and I.

See, at the start of the year, about 5 months ago, we used to have this group of three. Rebecca, Shanae and I. Rebecca was one of my most favourite people. She was always in a good mood, and her stories were about the adventures she had been on, and the unusual people she had met and how beautiful everything was. She was beautiful too, in fact - she had this way of telling stories that they never failed to be interesting. And when I would tell her something funny, she would laugh with her little button nose crinkling up. Her eyes mirrored the colour of her skin, and her smile, could simply make someone's day 10x better.
Sadly, at this school, Shanae and I, and and a few other people from Rebecca's class were the only people who got to experience this girls amazing personality. And then she left the school without a word... She doesn't even use her social media accounts anymore, which is odd seeing that even though she had a lack of popularity at our school, she still managed to rack up over 5k Instagram followers, all of which she had abandoned.

This means it's just been Shanae and I ...

Honestly, high school to me just seems like one big joke... And that Shanae and I have missed the punch line.

We've never been to a real party before, never had our first kiss - I'm pretty sure the only people we ever really talked to were the drama kids, and that was thanks to Rebecca.

But soon, that is all going to change.

Guilt filled my stomach when I thought about how less stressed it would be to go somewhere without Shanae. But if I wanted to have a fun, interesting life, I'd have to say goodbye to Shanae right? But who would she hang out with then...

The bell that sat above my head chimed, sending a painful screech through my ear.

'From class, an escape from Shanae,'
Why was I thinking like this? What was happening to the sweet me who cares about everyone and anything? I mean it's not that I didn't care about her, I just needed to care about me for once.

I like form, mostly because it is a time when I can organise my day, and also because I can talk to my best guy friend Eden.
How did I have a guy friend?

I don't know.

The truth is I used to have the biggest crush on this boy with the dark hair and light grey/green eyes. He's someone who seems to know everything, apart from things he should know. He could talk for ages about the God particle, Nietzsche's 'Übermensch', or the techniques of Van Gogh, but could never remember, let alone care about anything he learns in school. He has this quiet strength about him that draws everyone in. I had to force away the crush I had on him when I found out he had a boyfriend though.