I can't remember. ch

two

"What the fuck?" I mumble to myself as my eyes lock on Cole, his arm around Amber. I'm not sure how to react to this, but my heart ache as I wait in line to get my lunch. I tap my foot anxiously as I look at my surroundings, Luke standing behind me laughing with Ashton as Michael text someone. I always feel bad tagging along with Ashton, I feel like I don't belong. I've never really told Ashton, it's not really that important. I guess they can deal with me for a little longer, right?

I hate school, we only have a week left until summer. I'm glad for that because after that all I have is one year. Then, I'm going to go to an art college someone neat, for Graphic Design, Major in art, maybe take a few classes in fashion. I'm not one hundred percent sure what I want to be, but that's one of my dreams. More of an animation career, maybe work with Tim Burton some day... It's a stupid dream, but hey, it's what I inspire to do.

I sigh deeply as the lunch lady types at her cash register, she squints her eyes at the small numbers before reading my total. "5.58" she said, her voice was shaky and unsure it always did.

I smile before giving her $6, telling her to keep the change before walking to put usual table. I sigh loudly, I hate this place so much. 1 week, he'll not even a full one, 4 days if you don't count today. I'm still going to consider it a week, I don't time correctly I guess?

I pull out the uncomfortable plastic chair before flopping down in it. I place my tray in front of me as I sling my bookbag off my shoulder and onto the back of the chair. The boys soon made their way to the table, doing the same thing. Luke sat next to me, Ashton sat across from me and Michael Sat next to him. It was a simple square table located in the very back of the cafeteria away from everyone else.

I've always loved this spot, it was my favorite place to be. It brings back memories from the first week of freshman year, everyone was so nervous of what could happen. I remember that feeling, I still get it sometimes. It just depends in the mood I'm in.

Michael clears his throat before placing his phone down on the table. "So, apparently Calum is going to move back. He said he would be going here senior year, he just got an apartment over by our old hangout spot. The park on Maine." He said, shoveling some odd looking noodles into his mouth.

I smile, I'm excited to meet Calum. I know he's gone here before, but only until last year apparently. I never really had a chance to see him, or meet him. He's in all advanced so he stays in a different hall, except for lunch. It's just that I didn't have the same lunch period with him either year.

Michael, however grew up with Calum. They were neighbors up until Calum moved last year, they still hung out all the time. Michael and Calum did go to a different elementary and middle school so I didn't know Michael until freshman year.

I grew up with Ashton, our mom's were best friends in high school and still are now. So, I stuck around Ashton all through school. Even if we weren't in the same class I would cling to him in the halls or at lunch, and in elementary school I always at with him by the swings. We would always sing songs, throw mulch at people who would stare. I smile at the memories, I miss it so much.

"I'm excited to meet Calum, I've only heard good things about him." I said, genuinely glad that I would meet him.

Michael let out a small giggle as Luke sent him a glare, causing me to give them both a confused look. Michael looked back at me, a small smile on his face. He knew something I didn't, I wish he would tell me.

"What?" I say, my eyebrows knitting together as my cheeks heat up. I feel awkward, on the spot, even. I was never found of attention, even if it was a little bit of it.