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"...brooklyn?"

*s n i f f* "oh, hey analyn."

"what happened to you?"

"oh it's nothing, don't worry about me."

"a-are you sure? here, i don't need these tissues anyway."

"thank you, really. god analyn you're so kind-hearted, i can see why brian was so in love with you."

"oh uh, yeah. um, how are you guys?"

"we had a fight, but it's not that big a deal, i mean this happens all the time. we should be fine by tomorrow, you know how it is."

"okay brooklyn. um, i think you should get off the bathroom floor. i'll get you some lunch if you want."

"thank you, really, but i'm just going to go find my friends."

"if you say so. i'll uh, see you around."

"bye analyn."

*b u m p* "JESUS WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOIN-"

"chill out analyn, it's me..."

"what do you want?"

"i went looking for you, who spent twenty minutes in the bathroom, to the point where i ended up eating your lunch... what? i'm a growing teenage boy."

"you know what it's whatever, don't even worry about it. i gotta go anyway, thanks for getting my stuff for me, i have a test next period so i'll be heading out."

"alright, what the hell happened in there that caused you to wiig out. i might have to start calling you kristen if this happens again... does it have to do with that guy we saw yesterday at-"

"no, it doesn't. look just drop it, i'm gonna be late-"

"fifth period doesn't start for another ten minutes-"

"who the hell cares, okay? just drop it, i'm fine."

"you always do this analyn, whenever i try and do something for you and get you to talk about your emotions you freeze up and shut me out. i don't understand why but i want to. you're the only real friend that i have, and i want to help you like you have with me."

"what have i ever done for you? all i do is blatantly insult you and occasionally buy you food, i don't think that counts as a real friendship."

"but it does. you're the only person i trust who won't walk away from me, like in all those stories you force me to listen to. i know that in the end, you choose to stick around with me, and you like talking to me, and it's not just some obligation."

"and what if it is."

"then i just wasted my entire junior year on a friendship that i thought i would never have to break."

"..."

"analyn talk to me."

"do you want to know why i care so much about sherry's stupid theory?"

"i uh, i guess."

"then i'll tell you. the guy at the mall? he wasn't just anybody, he used to be my friend, and it's because of him i have basically no friends. well it was not entirely his fault but..."

*a h e m*

"fine, no friends besides you..."

"so what happened then? here's one story i actually want to listen to."

*b e l l  r i n g s* "i'll tell you next time. just um, call me skype tonight i guess."

"sure thing. not like i have a buttload of ap chem homework to do tonight."

"then i guess we-"

"i'm kidding i'm kidding, let's do it. oh and for the record, i might consider buying into that boy theory of yours with this story you're about to tell me."

"we'll see about that."

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a/n: i'm getting faster with these updates haha. i decided to split the telling of her story into two chapters bc it's about to get interesting as heck. i'm extremely excited for what's coming next. as usual, thank you to everyone who has stuck with me thus far, i love you guys sm! dedication this chapter goes out to the lovely yasitsmaria for the votes :)

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