I Wanna See You Smile

Chapter 7-

Now that I know more about Angie, I kinda don't want to leave her side. I'm going to sit with her no matter if I'm invited or not.

The school day has already started and I've been with Angie so far. She smiles today. That's always been my goal.

I take up her paper and mine to Mrs. Redwall and she gives me an approving nod. We have her third period of A day.

I so hungry.....

Angie takes out some Pringles. Like a whole huge canister. Geez woman, you come prepared for third period. She takes the canister and puts in in between her thighs settling on her chair.

No care in the world, just nonchantly eating pringles. It seems so weird that someone with so much on her mind and so much on her heart can be so serene and mesmerizing.

She doesn't even look at me. She just takes the next chip out and holds out her hand towards me. She is still looking forward and a little up and past the wall. Like she can see the sky through the ceiling. I accept. She slowly chews.

"I need to figure out my life, man.", she says.

Is this a self-discovery?
I don't know what's happening or what to do.

Halp. Please.

"Still having friend trouble?"

She just looks at my direction with her peripheral vision and nods. Her eyes and messy hair tell me and anyone else with eyes, that she hasn't be sleeping well.

The classroom is pretty loud now that everybody is done with their tests. No use whispering.

"What's the upset that's making you upset?"

She sighs and straightens up in her chair. She directs her chair, attention, and eyes in my direction.

"Okay, well, my friends have been weird lately. You know that. But I found out why. They told me that they "no longer want to be acquainted with me." How messed up is that?! You can't just drop friends. But what's even worse is that they've got me doubting if they were ever my friends."

By now, she looks angry with the situation and the people she can't understand.

She shrugs one hand toward me and says, "You're the closest thing I have to a friend right now."

Despite my sudden shock, I say, " It's so weird that all of them all agreed to just turn so suddenly on a person who did nothing but help and love them."

" I know right? Geez. People are cruel. No one with a good heart could do that so easily. I'm just sad that the good version of them,that was there, has completely faded."

The bell rings and people jump up and run to the door. Why run? I have no idea. I stand up after the rush has passed and take Angie's left arm. I link arms with her. I don't care what others will think, what others will say.  What matters is that I am her newfound friend and I should be here for her when she needs someone there and when she doesn't I should be making her smile.

We walk through the halls, happy that we have defeated those people, at least in our minds. They won't succeed in making us both more upset than they already have. I won't let them win.

We get to my table and I call my two friends. I've decided to form a new table symbolic of our new group.

Don't judge. This is an emotional and mental thing. You robots wouldn't understand.

This table is nearest to the attendance office, which is still about two hundred feet away. I never see anyone sitting here, not since I've been here.

A small brunette girl who has a whole bunch of sketches comes toward me.

"Hi. I usually sit here but no worries. I'll just find a new table." She already sounds dejected.

"Oh, no. It's okay. I've never seen you before."

"Really, I've come here ever since I was a freshman. And we went to all grades together."

"Nooooooo... really? What's your name?"

"Ja-.. Mai."

"Hehe. I'mma call you Aunt Jemima. Is that okay?"

She looks down and chuckles while shaking her head. "I guess that's okay, Jordan."

"What? My name's not Jordan."

"Yeah I know but I've always called you Jordan in my mind because of your eyes. They remind me of water and the Jordan is a body of water, so...  your name is Jordan. And I am Aunt Jemima."

A/N: Hehe. I feel so evil. You don't even know what's stirring in the pot that is my brain.