Boom, Dead ; Muke

What I didn't say

Later on after school I was leaving and walking down the hall. I wanted to get home so I could watch tv and write music. Everyone backed away from me as I walked down the center of the hallway.

At the end of the hallway I saw Jake (a jock) knock a book out of a certain blonde haired boys hand. I sent a questioning look that way but didn't say a thing. Why didn't I say anything?

As I got home and set my bag down on the stairs I saw my mom come out from the kitchen.

"Do you have plans of going out tonight?" I mean I want to but Calum is getting laid. Other than that there is nobody else that I really wanna hang out with.

"I guess not." I mumbled in annoyance.

"One of my colleagues are coming over tonight for diner. They are bring their son and I expect you to be here." All I did was roll my eyes.

"Whatever."

I didn't expect Luke and his father to be at my front door. Luke didn't make eye contact with me but his sloppy looking father smiled.

"You must be Michael?"

"What's it to you?" I snapped back. The man glared. Who the hell is this bitch ass. My mom is trying to date people again?

The man had no care as he just walked in and Luke followed behind like a lost puppy.

We all sat around the diner table. Awkward silence flooding the place. Well my mom and his dad talked but me and Luke didn't say anything. All Luke did was stare at his food, like he was in a daze. It was like he was picturing something.

His dark blue angry eyes were so focused on the lasagna. His blonde greasy hair laid against his forehead. The boy all together looked like a mess. Not to mention but I also noticed he draws on himself. He had what looked like scribbles drawn on both arms.

Later on mom decided she wanted alone time with Luke's dad. So me and Luke sat up in my room. He never said anything to me. He was on his phone looking at something.. something he was very interested in. At first it sounded like shooting. But I didn't say anything...

"Do you have friends?"

"No."

I didn't say anything.

"I want friends though."

I didn't say anything.

"Would you be my friend?"

And again I didn't say a word.