That's Just Me

Ok So

Dear Me,
         So today was nice. Who am I kiddn' it was another terrible day at school, but there was some new kid. Think this person is Jonathan. I don't really now, but i was sitting in my 3rd hour class in the back corner minding my business when my friends, Conaky, Quarts, Granet, and Link came up to me and then Conaky said "'Ey. Did you see the new boy?" First I replied by giving her a very irked expression. Now I just have to say I hate people so you can be anyone and I can be quite the rude asshole. I ended up saying no in a very addled way. Like why would I need this information. She rolled her eyes at me and continued what she was saying. "Well, I was walking in the hallway going to my locker when he walked by. He was trying to find his locker and was like 'Um hey do you know where locker 637 is?'. And I was like "Yeah I do actually." It was just 3 lockers away from mine."
"And why are you telling me this."
"Just listen OK. So I show him where it was and he was like "Thanks" and he gave me a small smile it was just the cutest thing I have ever seen I thought I would have died."
"Again why am I being told this." Come on do I really need to hear this.
"Because, I think he'd be a nice addition to our friend group."
"OK. It's not like you need my approval or anything."
"No, we don't, but you do get bother when we don't tell new people are being added group." She was right about that statement. Dammit I felt like a hypocrite when she brings that up.
"OK fair point but can you tell me how this person looks like."
"Yeah. Well he's like ye high" her hand was at least 6 inches above her head and she was 5 feet so they were about my height "small violet eyes with thick and arched eyebrows, a stout nose that had freckles all around it, shoulder length jet black hair and small pink lips."
"OK, when did this encounter happen?"
"Before first hour started."
"Awe." I commented with attentiveness, well now this caught my attention, and just then the bell rang with a monotone note. A few students slip in the room late for class.
But one person that came in that caught my eye. They look like exactly like Conaky's description. They took the seat next to me.
"Hey." They whispered to me. I gave them a small smile accompanied with a hand wave feeling very awkward.

"Au-kay guys we got a new student in our class today." Mr. Avean said. He was one of the history teachers for the 8th grade. "Young sir would like to introduce yourself." Oh I just remembered that there name.
"Um yeah Ion." They said. Yeah that's the name. Wonder where the hell I got Jonathan from.

"Well in this class you will definitely be learning a lot. Alright get something to write in. " Mr. Avean said he took the marker off the ledge of the and and began to write on the whiteboard.

"Cyan, mom called you." My little brother yell piercing my ears as my state of mind reverts back to the outer world. I grown due to the fact that I had to stop my self from writing anything else in my journal. "OK Remy." I spout out a little harshly. I put my pencil in it shove it in my pillow case and jump off the bed that I was sitting on. As I walk down the flight of steps Remy's face comes into picture. "I hope you know that you know ma called you like 4 time." He says.
"OK Remy you don't need to tell me that." I sibilate in a pique manner. Moving past him I turn to my right then turn to my right again halting my self to a stop to see my mother standing in front of a cabinet, grabbing a plate. "Yeah mom."
"Sweetie, come help set the table. Dinner is ready." I let out a huff of air through nose and open the dishwasher grabbing the forks spoons and knives. As mama grab two plates and walk into the dinning room setting the two plates down on the table.
"Uh, Remy can you call your brothers down." She says. Don and Victor, the twins. They were 16 in their sophomore of high school and quite active physically and when it comes to gaming. They came running down the stairs in a swift motion. "Yeah ma." They say. In-sink as always. "Come, dinner's ready." Mom says. Food was set on the table with green beans, mash potatoes and blackened chicken. Everyone grabs a plate sit themselves down to their usual spots grabbing their own portion of food. "Ma have you been talking to Conny." Victor asks. Conny was our older sister. She was off to college and recently her 20th birthday pasted by.
"Yes, she's been enjoying the peacefulness in her dorm. Aperently her roommate is a quiet one." Of course she'd enjoy that. I remembered when she was in high school we use to share the same room and every time I try to strike up a conversation she'd slam it down. I'm not a talkative person, yet when we younger we talk and just be their for each other but I guess that's where I got the anti-social part of me from. "Well that doesn't sound like Conny at all." Don says. I bet the reason why he says that is because the twins managed to stay in touch with her heak she talks to Remy more often than me. I don't really care about her or the family. I'm a lonesome/heartless freak and I'm the complete opposite from everyone else. That's how I get by. 
"Oh where's dad?" Don asks. Then there was dad. I'm more so worried about him than myself to be honest. He hasn't been looking to good for the past two months. He didn't had the best past. When he was 16 he was seriously depressed and still fighting it to this day. When I was 12 talking to my dad about something that was really important to me. My mom told me that I shouldn't be worrying about that kind of topic it's inappropriate. Ummmm excuse me I was asking his opinion not yours mom but thanks for letting me know that you don't like that kind of topic."He's at work. He called me and he told me that he won't be home till 8." It was 6:45. He wouldn't be back in an hour and fifteen minutes great. I rarely ever get to talk to him. He was always working yet still I missed him and I wanted to talk to him about that topic ya know. "I'm not hungry." I say. With that I run upstairs quickly and pull out my journal continuing what I was writing. 

Ion pulls out his notebook. "So what's your name." He asks in a whisper.
"Cyan." I reply. Just by his illumining presents I could tell that they wanted to get to know me. And I wasn't up for it; kinda felt bad because of I didn't want to be around him at the moment. Can't help being anti-social or my deep rooted hate for people.
"Cool." They say. After that we just listen to Mr. Avean lecture about the industrial revaluation and wrote down what he told us to write done. During lecture I caught Conaky looking back at Ion a few time with a blush filled smirk. Dear god I hope that smirk doesn't means what I think that means. But Ion was also in my 5th hour, art. Other than that everything was fine and normal. Welp let's just see what tomorrow brings.

After that sentence I went into the bathroom and took a long shower just thinking of what every came to mind and after that I went back to my room watching the sun set from out of the window by my bed. But one thing on my mind came to me.
What will tomorrow bring.