I'm Rootless

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I walked through the school hallways from hour to hour. Snaring, clicking my tongue, and rolling my green-blue eyes at the people in the hallways. The ones who'd push you over and not say a word, or the ones that would throw their partner into the locker beside you and shove their tongue down the others throat, or worst the ones that would assume stuff about you. Presumptuous. Thinking you're one thing but really another. As a wise man once said: "assuming makes an ASS(out of)U(and)ME." Long story short I basically hated 95% of the school. 

NOTE: these calculations are not accurate.

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Games. Volleyball Games. We had a lot of them. And we won the majority. Amethyst and I: we made a great team. Oh and Opal, Opal too, we were a great trio. The three of us. Though sometimes when Amethyst would hang out with Opal and I, they'd have their own inside jokes, and it occurred to me: she had friends outside of me. But I had her. And that's it. Sure Opal and I were friends, Sardonyx too, and maybe-. No we weren't that close. No one was as close as Amethyst and I. At least that's what it felt like.....to me.

I didn't know. Did she feel the same? My heart ached for her. The thought of her brought me joy. The thought of no her brought me tears. Her image, her voice, her words: engraved into my brain. Stuck there for eternity. Or until I wanted them gone. But would I ever want them to leave? But what I questioned the most: Was this love? If you've never loved before: how can you compare other feelings for love. I was afraid. Afraid to admit it to myself too early. But I couldn't deny it either...What if I loved her?

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These were my constant thoughts.

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Garnet had picked up Amethyst and I from volleyball this April night. I thanked her as I exited out of the middle row of seats and waved goodbye to Amethyst. I walked in the house stepping and tripping over packed up boxes: reminding me of how my family was breaking apart. Some were masking taped up, others sharpied in thick lettering saying stuff like "Yatasha, Blu, Lapis, Sell, Burn, Keep." It was still not decided who I was to live with but I assumed I'd end up with Yatasha. There was no way Blu would let me live with her. To her, I was the living document of their destroyed relation.

Lazuli Lapis passed by me scratching her face near the birthmark that was next to her left eye as I made my way into the kitchen. Our shoulders brushed against each other as I elbowed her and said: "hey, Lazuli." She stopped and looked down to me. I waited for a response. There were bags of purple under her deep, endless brown eyes. And her lids remained half closed. But with this annoyed look she gave a smile so small that a magnifying glass was necessary to look upon it. She muttered out the words: "hey, you dork." with the sounds barely passing her lips. She then proceeded up to her room, her shoulders slouched to her sides. This reaction caused me to grin of her approval to my kindness. I held my head up high in pride as I strolled into the kitchen. Her turned-around attitude had recently changed towards me. But this change had no reasoning behind it as far as I could tell. As I opened the refrigerator, I felt around for a cold, aluminum, can. The can of Diet Pepsi began to condensate the second I pulled it out of there. After the spring rain of April, the night was humid. I couldn't wait for us to install our air conditioners in, if we'd even stay in this house long enough to require them. While fanning my self with my hand I felt my hair frizzing up into a giant poof. The way I had it placed, when it frizzed, it would take a more triangular shape than it already was.

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After changing into a thin and loose grey t-shirt and white shorts with green alien heads on them, I stretched to prepare to do my assigned homework. I dug around in my back pack and pulled out a green and purple mechanical pencil with fancy gadgets attached to it. Innovation. My math book was on on the 230th page, so I could tell the school year was ending because the book went up to 250 pages in total. 92% done.

NOTE: that time I did the calculations and can be checked to be correct.

As ALWAAAYS: I was interrupted. This time by that familiar acrylic nails tapping against a glass window. Using all the little muscle I had: I lifted up the window with an awaiting smile. It was probably known to be the dorkiest, I've-got-a-huge-crush-on-you, smile ever known to man. Amethyst, who's face was inches away from mine, looked at me as she lightly moved her bangs away. It was as if she knew that everytime she bared her other eye, I lost my breath. And that's exactly what happened.

"ACK" I coughed as I had just reminded myself that breathing was necessary. "Whoa, you okay?" Amethyst asked and she blindly backed up into her roof as I walked onto mine. "Y-yeah." I responded: "I just-I just forgot you humans need to breath."

"Haha, You make it seem as though you're not a human." Amethyst giggled.

"Well I'm not, I'm just an alien pretending to be human, and in order to do that, I've got to preform all the bodily functions that you must as well."

"Ah." Amethyst said. "And I am an android, with no emotions and no ability to use contractions."

I laughed at that comment and sputtered out: "like Data!"

"Oh hey, you watch Star Trek?" She asked.

"Of course. And you do too?"

"Eh no, I just catch it a few times while Steven and Pearl do..."

"Oh." I muttered. "But I really am an alien, I was born in Canada. But I was only there for about a year..."

We sat in silence for a second after that, until a voice came inside my house. A loud tone yelled: "PERIDOTTT???"

I could tell this voice came from Lapis so I snapped my head around and shouted through the window: "YEAAAHHHH?"

"DO YOU WANT THIS?" She screamed back.

"WELL, WHAT IS IT?" I questioned.

"ITS A T-SHIRT THAT SAYS H2-OH-MY-GOSH! WANT IT?"

"IS IT IN GOOD CONDITION?"

"BRAND NEW!"

"WHAT SIIIIIIZZE?"

"SMALL I THINKK."

"SURE, PUT IT ON MY BED. THANKS!"

"NO PROB BOB!"

And with that I turned back to Amethyst. She looked behind my shoulder then adjusted her self to look at me. "What was that about?" She asked.

"Well Lazuli was offering me a shirt that sai-" I attempted to respond. "Yeah I know, I heard that, but why?" She interrupted. "Oh because our moms are divorcing and she's living with Blu. So I suppose she's trying to get rid of some items by dumping them on me." I stated in a mono-tone, like it was no big deal. But it was for sure to me. Honestly, I just tried to ignore it and let it pass.

"Whoa! I didn't know this! Are you okay?!?" Amethyst asked leaning forward. She had deep concern in her eyes as if I mattered the world to her. "Yeah I mean, neither of them really care ALL that much about me. Especially Blu, I'm the basic reason they're breaking up. Well, perhaps not me in particular, just me as a symbol. I symbolize their first divorce: two years after Lazuli Lapis was adopted....... I'm sorry I'm sort of telling a story and ranting at the same time." I informed her.

"No-no continue." She openly said.

"So yes, two years after Lazuli.. They divorced as my mother moved to Canada to be with a man she had loved for a year, while she still was married to my other mom. I was born. I lived there with my mother and father for one year. Until one day my dad disappeared and my mother went running back to Blu... For comfort, or to feel loved."

"Wow." Amethyst said with big eyes filled with wonder. She searched through my eyes for my emotions because I left them behind when I walked through that window. "Yes, well it seems as though I should be heading to bed." I stated as I pushed myself upwards and stretched. But in that moment, as I stepped forward, my toes hooked on to the edge of my roof and I found myself falling. Downwards. But my landing had been cushioned. 

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