"So I don't think we've actually met. I'm Reid Belmont. And what is your name, nameless Supergirl?" He smiled at me a small smile of both amusement and confidence.
"Will you let go of my headphone?" I said irritated enough to pull at the end of the chord, but all I received was a light laugh and a yank from my headphones leaving me with nothing.
"Not until I get your name, Supergirl." He tucked his lips into a thin line holding a smile with his eyes dazzling with amusement.
"We're in English together. You know my name."
"You think I listen in English? All I got from yesterday's class was that you talk to yourself and you're the shrew."
"I am not Katherina." I shook my head.
"Then what is your name?" He said again
"Headphones first."
"Don't think so."
"I'll tell you my name once you give me my headphones, I promise, and I don't break promises. Ever seen Tangled? I'm Rapunzel." I held my hand out.
It seemed as though he was pondering my statement as his eyebrows furrowed and pursed lips.
"Fine." He placed them in my hand and I shoved them in my pocket before walking away. "Hey! You promised!"
I continued walking but turned around.
"Frankie. My name is Frankie." I said watching his betrayed looking face slowly turn into a pleased smirk before I myself turned around and continued into the building.
I stepped into the cool air where students had already filled the halls. My discussion with Reid Belmont took up some of my time in the morning so I just went straight towards my locker.
"Frankie! Hi! It's Frankie, right?" I jumped at the voice that boomed so suddenly and so closely. I looked to my right to see the small lanky boy from yesterday. I was shocked at the amount of noise that came out of such a small kid.
"Oh yeah, hi Harper." I gave him a little closed mouth smile.
"Hey! So are you enjoying Marion?" He gave me such a hospitable smile that it made me feel bad for being so hostile.
"It's alright. It is what it is." I shrugged.
"Well, my father wanted me to watch out for you around school just in case you needed a friend."
"Oh, tell your father I said thanks?" I said in confusions considering the fact that I barely knew this kid let alone his father. As if he read my mind, he clarified his statement.
"My father is Principal Howard."
Well, it sure did bring light onto the situation.
"Oh, okay." I said awkwardly thinking of all the stupid or inappropriate things I'd have to filter myself from saying around this guy. "So he wanted you to be my friend?"
"Yes, but it's not like a pity friendship. If anything, it's a pity friendship for me." He rambled which I'm assuming was supposed to distract for his last few words.
"Pity friendship? For you?" I questioned not trying to pry, but curiosity still got the better of me.
"I don't have many friends. This is probably the longest conversation I've had with a person that didn't end with my books on the ground or me doing someone else's homework."
Like I said, typical nerd.
'It's okay to be different, Francesca. Don't be rude. It's offensive to stereotype like that.'
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Ghosts
Teen Fiction"Don't you understand, Frankie? I can save you from this, from them. I can protect you from your demons. I can be the one to help you leave your ghosts behind." He said to me. He poured out his heart and soul to me, and all I could do was turn away...
