Hollows In Time (✔️) | 'Hollows' Book Ⅱ

Chapter Thirty-Three

^ there's a picture of Avery, and you of course know that there's a video too ;) ^

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"And your dietician said you should eat all the healthy stuff to start off with?" Avery asked as we pushed our trays down the surface, collecting more food as we went.

"Nutritionist, but yeah." I responded.

"Same thing!" Cassie sang as she jumped the line, reaching the front with a flourish of her hand. We chuckled but didn't follow her, seeing her get in an argument with the guy behind her.

It was two days after the 'pranksters' had broken my window, and apparently spray painted on the wall next to my window—about me. According to Toby's Guardian, it was all positive stuff. Now I'm wondering who Toby's Guardian is.

I had half the day off school yesterday, only because Jameson had said so. Of course. But I was back for the whole day today, and so far I had conquered the morning, now I was dishing up my lunch, with a whole lot of problems on the side to indulge in.

"Who cares?" Saph yelled in my ear as she leaned across the counter to pick up a bowl of cake, even though I had some on my tray already. "Pile it up!" She threw her hand out, and nearly whacked Bria in the chest.

"Oops, sorry." She apologised, "almost hit the rest of your boobs off." She snarked before sauntering off in front of us, mingling with some random guy.

I frowned, turning to Bria. She looked furious. But she also looked hurt—in a lets-murder-Saph kind of way. Then I realised something that was different between how she acts, and how I had acted at fifteen. She's a revenge kind of girl. She uses more words on your words, because she gets so hurt that it kindles a fire inside of her. Until she spontaneously combusts in your face.

I, however, would've took the bad with the good. Unfortunately, Saph thinks my figure is horrible, fortunately, insulting friends proves that they are in fact your best friends. Unless you insult strangers on a daily basis.

Nowadays I take the bad with the bad. Then you'll see me "pile it up."

Bria noticed me staring, and as Avery marched up to Saph, probably to force her to apologise to her adopted daughter, I leaned over.

"You look fine the way you are." I whispered, "and," I carried on, watching Bria stare uncomfortably around us, "fortunately for you, you look beautiful despite the fact that you're a slow developer." Bria stared at me, eyes curious. Then a blush came to her cheeks, but a grin grew on her lips, as if I had just given her the best compliment in the world.

"Thank you." She whispered, shying away from me. Then I realised.

I had fixed a part of her. A self-conscious part. Was I a step closer to fixing myself?

I shrugged as if it was no big deal and walked around her to get to the cash register, where I met Saph and Avery, squabbling like children. Cassie had, surprisingly, waited for all of us, and was staring at the menu on the door, totally immersed. I easily pushed in front of Saph and Avery and paid for my food, but jumped as someone shouted.