Autumn-On Hold

Memory Three

I forgot to realize how many memories can come back to me from just rereading my journal entries. This next one is when the next school year had just begun.

September 30, 2015

"New year, new me!" That's what most people say when a new year or school year starts. For me, I haven't changed. I keep getting more depressed as the days go on. My junior year started at the end of August.

My new teachers have labeled me as a quiet student that listens to music. By the time conferences roll around in a couple of months, I will be quieter. This will lead to my parents questioning me about that.

Every day at lunch, I take my packed lunch to the school's cafe. Like a legit mini cafe on campus. It's separate from the cafeteria. It's weird but helpful. Why? When the fall season kicks in, I start to become inspired to write. The cafe is a nice quiet, calming place to write.

That's where I am right now, actually. Rylan just gave me my peppermint mocha. They aren't in season yet, but I get them all year because I helped Rylan when he came out.

People teased him about being gay, and he was down. I knew how it felt to be alone, so I gave him a shoulder to rest on, and since then, we have become friends. He gives me specialty drinks and help. While I give him some feedback on his writing and the drinks and snacks that he makes. Rylan wants to be a screenwriter, so he writes stuff for the school paper and for the school plays. It's nice to have a writer friend because they understand you.

"Hey Au Au, can you try this?" Rylan stretches out. He places a biscuit-like treat in front of me. "It's a mint chocolate scone. I want to give people something else when it gets colder." I pick up the scone. I already knew that it was going to be good because he combined two of my favorites. Also, Rylan is a magician in the kitchen, so this was going to be amazing.

"Oh my god, Ry. Can I have a billion more?" I moan.

He chuckles, "Of course." After that, he leaves me to wait on the other students in the cafe.

The other day I got inspired to write a story. The story is about a girl that works at an animal shelter and she has a cute co-worker. They may fall in love with each other, but I don't know yet. At least I can make my character happy while I am depressed.