Monday
Anyways , it's a bloody Monday and here I am simply pondering in my seat , asking why I won't ever get to marry fictional characters i fancy. My life wasn't a story. No drama. No cliche scenarios that goes on. No boys as salty as Tsukki that I can flood with legendary comebacks. WHY
I guess having Ron to be seated beside me , wasn't very much one of the greatest ideas you'd imagine. We'll talk non stop , despite the fact they call me the innocent one. It saddens me seeing our classmates tease us about being the cutest love birds in the classroom , and it reaches to the point where they'd comment on every damn photo I post with Ron. He's just my best friend for goodness' sake!
"I'd tell you a chemistry joke but I know I wouldn't get a reaction. " I told Ron , on which he snickered.
"A friend of mine tried to annoy me with bird puns, but I soon realized that toucan play at that game. " Ron replied , laughing at his own joke , but as impossible as it sound , I laughed harder than he did not being able to even breath. Ah , humor. How extraordinary.
Everyone looked at us like were weirdos but that didn't bother me. We were known for that weird duo who laughed like there was no tomorrow. I took a glance at Jay , who was entertaining the girl he fancies , Candice Jane Andrews. She's a nice girl , she really is. Candice is one of my good friends , in which she revealed her feelings for Jay , and for me to play it safe , I told her that I fancy Ron , even though I don't. Now I know that Jay likes Candice too , he told it to me himself. It roars through out the school campus. CanJay here , CanJay there. Then here I am , hoping and dreaming that it was all just a lie , and he'll tell me that I'm the one he loves.
He gave Candice 5 chocolate bars once , bought her a bracelet for her birthday , and even baked a cake for her. For me? Nothing. Not even a simple greeting. Been like that for 10 years. Rumors were spread out that he used to like me , back in 6th grade at least. Ron used to feel uneasy about those situations and have these sudden change of moods. Probably on his man period. But still ,here I am , having my heart throb , having every little bit of me suffer for my own decisions , an urge for attention and love , having myself to see the truth before me , but still have myself believe it as a lie. That's what's wrong with me. 10 years has been a long time. And for each and every year that passes by , I'm not even sure if this feeling is decreasing or increasing.
Agh. I gotta get this out of my head. I slapped myself a few times before I was brought back to reality. Ron looked at me with a puzzled look plastered on his face.
"You okey mhen?"He asked with the funniest accent I've ever heard.
"em fyne mhen." I tried copying his accent. It was horrible and I failed.
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Recess
Ron and I headed to the cafeteria to buy ourselves some snacks. I carried along a book with me I was in to , entitled "The Thing We Call A Secret." I got one of the last copies to be ever sold! This story is my crap! Like I can totally relate to it! Everything about this chatting and stuff , it's such a coincidence. After buying a hot dog and devouring it in less than 2 minutes , Ron and I headed to our school park , where we would normally hang out with Marge , Kress , and Daniel. They're one of our close friends. Our squad , but sadly they're in Section B. I talk to Daniel a lot , we literally just chatter about our similar likes , such as a few anime that I've watched , Harry Potter , Stranger Things. I'm sorry. Mind my geeky interests.
I waved at the trio , noticing each of their smol and adorable potato features. Marge waved at me with her angelic grin , stared at me with hopeful and gleeful eyes, and she ran to me to give me a hug whilst her short charcoal hair swayed behind her. Kress on the other hand stayed seated at the children's swing , and gave me and Ron his signature " ey whaddup " eyebrow move. He smiled at us showing us his perfectly pearly white teeth. You guessed it , both his father and mother were dentists. He was a brunette , and really liked to show off , and was pretty friendly to everyone as well. He was just being hilariously proud. Finally , Daniel. He too stayed seated , just gave us a small shy grin. His blond bangs covering his baby face. Hah. I love this trio. They all have different hair colors.
"Adrickens! Took you long enough. Ey! Ron! You coming this Saturday? " Kress shouted from a far. Coming where? Ron didn't tell me about that.
"Wat." I glanced at Ron. He knew what I wanted.
"Don't worry Adria , it's just a hangout at Kress' house. Boys only though. " Ron snickered, taking a seat at the bench.
"WHAT." I said. Boys only?! Oh c'mon! I've never even had a single sleepover with Marge alone! I had to be the one to convince Marge to bring along the boys! Traitors.
"WHAT!?" Marge says louder than I did.
"Shut it will ya! Bloody kids so damn loud." Mr. Stan , one of the school's oldest janitors said. Daniel wiggled his finger at us. I gave him a glare and rolled my eyes playfully. Everyone laughed.
I came up to Daniel , and well — we started talking about Harry Potter.
"Damn! J.K Rowling is so damn smart with her stories. I meant like with Grindelwald. Having him to be in the Deathly Hallows then we'll get to know more about him in Fantastic Beasts!" Daniel blabbered.
"Well , as a matter of fact , it's a really great idea. I'm so excited about the other 4 movies! And I kinda like the idea of Dumbledore being gay."
Kress , Marge , and Ron were now seated at the far other side of the park. Daniel and I both laughed hard.
"If only my name was Harry. Well , we already have a Ron." Daniel thought.
"I wish I could have been a Hermione , but the personalities don't match. My zodiac sign says i'm a hufflepuff but I really wanna be in Ravenclaw. Your name's Daniel though. So you could be Daniel Radcliffe. "
"Well you could. Harry told the sorting hat to place him anywhere but Slytherin , and he was placed in Gryffindor.LOL WTH BAB--- I MEAN ADRIA." Daniel explained , and I soon gave him a nod with a laugh. He's used to saying babies in front of his girlfriend. You-know-who? MARGE! Agh, cuties.
The bell rang and we bid our "see you later's". Ron put an arm around my neck on our way to class. I'm actually kind of used to it now. It's not that I bother. Sometimes , I would bump my head up his chin and make him bite his tongue while he's talking. It's so evil , I adore it. We were casually talking and laughing until I bumped into someone , though I was closing my eyes.
"I'm so sorry! I wasn't looki-" I apologized , that was until I noticed who I bumped in to. I was gonna give him a hand , but he already stood up.
"It's fine--" He was cut off when he raised his head up to see me. We both were caught up in dead air , both cut off by our own sentences. We were just there , weirdly staring at each other. I noticed everyone was looking at us so I left without a word and closed my mouth which was left agape. Ron ran to my side.
"What the hell was that?" He asks.
"I don't know! It was awkward!" I said.
It wasn't much of a luck to bump into Jay Presley and stare at him AWKWARDLY in front of other muggles which exceeded for about 3 bloody seconds. Sigh. Why does things like this happen to me?
