Broken

I'm not even going to bother.

   It was all the same morning rutine, nothing interesting. Except for me being a klutz and tripping over my backpack and almost falling on my face.

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   Mike showed up a few days later, I was glad, I was right however, he was just sick. Not badly thankfully.
   He looked completely different, not in a bad way though.
   Replacing his natural brown hair it was dyed black with the part of his hair a little above the tips was dyes red.
   He had a nose peircing that looped in, I unfortunately didn't know what it was called. I knew the other peircings on his lower lip however.    
Snake bites, the ball on the end of both loops facing outward.
   I approached him, waving hello, it returned in the same manner.
    " Cool peircings." I nodded slightly, giving him a thumbs up.
    " Thanks man," pausing for a moment, " ever think about getting any?"
    " Hell. Yes, they're so cool. So, why were you gone?"
   " Stuck at home with the flu, man, that sucked." I cringed at that, the flu did suck.
    " Well, it's good you're back now."
    " Yeah." he nodded.

   It was nice to have gotten caught up the next day, I wished it would've and could've lasted forever. I never had many people I could trust, and now I had someone to open up to.