Freakish

Flashback 2: Un-usual

Liza's POV
I finished me class that was after chemistry. FINALLY it is lunch. I get in line to get my usual salad I go to my usual table in the cafeteria and sit with my usual friends. Everything thing was normal. My friends are troublemakers at times and I guess that's why I like them. I just fit in. It was second nature. My friends understand me and to them I don't look like some freaky goth girl. One of my friends had to finish a project that was due next period, classic him. I looked at my phone and saw I got a text from my boyfriend zayn. (Idk how they spell his name.) "Oooh who's that?" My friend next to me asked. I replied with a simple "no one." She tried to take my phone but she couldn't. I quickly replied to him and put my phone away and started to eat my school made salad and the water that came with it. I felt a buzz in my pocket and I assumed it was Zayn so I make an excuse and say that I have to use the bathroom. My friend said that she needed to come (the same friend that tried to take my phone) which made it harder for me to text him.

We reach the bathroom and I go into a stall. The text said "can I pick u up today bby? plz?" I thought it was so cute that he WANTED to pick me up instead of me asking or forcing him to. I told him "sure. anything 4 u" I flushed the toilet to make it look like I actually used the restroom. I walked out and washed my hands. We both leave and go back to the cafeteria. I came back to the table and it was a completely different tone. It seemed like they were talking about something or someone while we were gone, and when we came back they stopped for some reason. It was kinda awkward. I just hope they didn't talk about me. This was like the only place I felt like I fitted in. I continued to eat and looked at the clock. The bell was about to ring so I packed up everything and threw my salad away. I went to my next class, it was pretty boring and I mainly zoned out of it.

Before I knew it the bell rang and I had to go to my 6th period, which was ballroom dance. I went to my gym locker and changed. The school didn't have enough money to buy special ballroom dance clothes so either you wore your gym clothes or brought in your own dance clothes. So I always wore gym clothes, which were very ugly. I walked into the p.e. Gym. Again the school didn't have enough money for a full dance room so we just used the gym. I met up with my partner who I am kinda friends with. It's not awkward when we dance, it's just funny. He was here for the same reason as me, he needed the a requirement for gym. You could tell that he just wasn't the most athletic person ever, but he was somehow pretty good at dance. My ballroom teacher, Ms. Drake, was out for rehab because she had an emergency surgery. Instead we had a sub fill in. We continued with our usual warm ups and worked on a new combination. I don't necessarily know if I'm good at ballroom dance but it is kinda growing on me.