The Window Thing

Her?

I thought I'd switch it up a little and do Hunter's point of view for this chapter. I hope it turns out okay and let me know if I should continue the switches or not.

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Potential TW I'll label it as negative mental health. Skip this chapter if you need to. I'll give a brief explanation in the next chapter. <3 stay safe.

1:45. I looked down at the blur of blue above my notebook. I've been impatiently tapping this pen against my desk. I've reached a speed where the writing tool's shape has become indecipherable. As I began to become entranced by the object my teacher called out, "Hunter! Up here!" I gasped at the sudden raise in the teachers voice. I brought myself to raise my head. I was at a loss for words, my reaction was simple. I felt a slight heat settle upon my cheeks and I immediately lowered my head in an attempt to hide the shade of red. Hoping no one saw and everyone kept there gaze facing forward, I ceased the tapping of my pen and decided to draw. If you could call it that. It was more like me dragging ink across a page lightly to form some kind of coherent figure. Some call it abstract, I just say it's nothing. That's all it is, nothing. I guess it kind of fits in with me. That word, how I describe my 'art', it suits me. Nothing. I shook my head vigorously. Today is going to be an alright day. Today you aren't falling into that hole okay? Exhaling as quietly as humanly possible, I tried to distract myself further with the swirling of my pen. Pulling it this way and that. I focused on the ink and the direction of which I was guiding the writing tool, I didn't want, or need, to focus on anything else. I just needed to make it through this period and then I was allowed some sort of salvation: lunch break.

As soon as I heard those three, monotone notes, I packed up my books and raced for the doorway. I didn't want to push anyone out of the way or cause anyone to trip but I just needed to be out of that classroom. Anything that happened I wasn't going to hold myself accountable for. "In a hurry, are we?" I let out a breath I didn't realise I was holding when I realised who made the snarky remark.
"Hello to you too, Noah." I forced a small laugh, hoping he wouldn't pick up on it but considering he had known me for almost four years, of course he did, "Mate, let me buy you lunch today." I glanced to face to curly haired boy, a reassuring smile on his face. I really did appreciate Noah, he's been my best friend, actually more like a brother, for longer than anyone's ever stuck with me. It's somewhat comforting but my mind still finds little things to convince me otherwise sometimes.

After we found a small table in the back right corner of the cafeteria, Noah went to go find something to consume which was then mildly edible. I began to think about how I could repay him for buying me food. I normally don't let him do this but I was too tired to argue. It's not like I have the money anyways, hardly ever do anymore.

In the middle of my small stress out session, she walked in. The girl with the lengthy, dark brown hair which bordered black and the most astounding pair of eyes I could have ever had the pleasure of staring into. Evelyn Smith. Generic last name but hardly a generic high school girl. I didn't realise I was staring until Noah waved his tanned hand in front of my line of vision. "Whatcha staring at?" A smirk pulling at the corners of his thin lips.
"What? Nothing, nothing." I shook my head and pulled my eyes from the girl who had found a table across from us.
"Right." Noah placed our trays on the cold table and looked at me again. He then proceeded to place both of his hands on each of my broad shoulders. "That's a load of absolute bullshit. That, my friend, was a 'my god cute girl' stare. Now, which female specimen were you mindlessly, and potentially creepily, glaring at?" With that, I felt my face turn a bright red. I tried to discreetly point at the girl who's window I climb through every night. He followed the direction my finger was directing him too.
"Her?" He nodded at Evie.
"Mmhmm." I mumbled, it was all I could get out.