Being Lana

Chapter 5: A thing?! *no clickbait intended*

"So where is the cafeteria?" I asked Kate and Miles while walking through the hallway.

I felt like this day was taking a whole eternity and it sadly wasn't over just yet.

Lana, when we're finally home -without further damage on what our mind is located in- we are going to take a long bath while trying to watch Netflix during that whole thing and don't forget the yummy food-

"Hello, anyone there?" Kate was snapping her fingers in front of my face, looking at me worriedly. I didn't realize I halted in midsteps thinking about my rewarding for school waiting at home.

Oh my Gosh Lana! What if there are new shows, what am I talking about there are definitely new shows or at least-

"The damage was done. There is no hope for her anymore, Kate," Miles was shaking me now.

"What happened? Why are you shaking me?" I asked confusedly.

"You can let go now, Miles. I told you she hasn't seen Medusa without you," Kate said, scowling.

I started blinking rapidly and put a sly smile on my face "Who said I haven't seen Medusa without you, Miles?"

"When? Where?" Miles asked panicking looking left and right repeatedly, finally letting go of me.

"Lana I thought you were my friend. HOW COULD YOU?" Miles said, glaring at me and pointing a finger at me, "The betrayal. It's killing me".

"You have to learn much my fellow prisoner of society."

I started walking again, them trailing behind me, "Mama, needs happa happa."

"Wrong way, " Both grabbed one of my wide- spread arms to guide me to the fun part of Eat Pray Love.
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We were currently sitting on a lunch table full of people I don't give two shits about.

You ask me why and the answer is pretty simple. I have seen those people the first time today.

I tried participating in the conversation of mostly football players – because Miles is part of the football team, duh – and some cheerleaders.

But the more I sat there listening to their conversation I got the feeling I really shouldn't interfere because let's be real I don't fit in. How can I share my opinion about something when no one asked for it?

When we got to the table Miles and Kate introduced me shortly to their friends after briefly exchanging names with some of them which I shortly after forgot. How can I remember something if it's not worth capturing the space in my mind for info I will soon learn for upcoming tests, here?

Lana, back at it again with the rhetorical questions and wait, did I just use an old meme?!

Kate was sitting next to me talking to some of her friends about their upcoming cheerleading training and Miles was sitting around his football buddies probably talking about the new gossip because let's be real: Guys gossip way more than girls!

I was just looking at the thing in front of me that would normally tell me something like 'Look at how yummy I am. Just eat me already'. But this thing- I'm not even sure if that really is a thing or just a doppelganger that is doing its purpose really badly- was radiating something along 'For information on risks and side-effects please trust your consciousness and immediate ask your doctors.'

"Why are you looking at your food like it stole your shadow and you're hunting it down because you have an identity crisis?" Kate asked me playfully, poking me slightly and tearing me out of that phase I was in, she described perfectly fine.

"I thought you could eat here food?" I asked frowning.

"That is sadly the best you will get here in Seaford High," she said patting my shoulder.

I gasped, touching my heart, "Kate, I'm truly shaken. I'm so sorry for your loss of good canteen food for all these years. Just tell me when you're ready to sue the school, okay?"

"You will be my first public defender, I promise," Kate said laughing.

"Good. My offspring you're improving, "I smiled when a scene caught my eye.

Daniel and Keith that both abused me with a ball today were locking kisses in a corner of the cafeteria.

Kate followed my line of vision and frowned grumbling to herself, "They're not fighting anymore? Wait, that means I missed an episode of Keeping up with Danneith. There are just too many episodes," she threw her hands in the air, frustrated.

After collecting myself and looking away from their intimate moment I asked curiously, "Daniel and Keith? A real thing?"

"Yea. But they're relationship is just as complex as Einstein's mind."

"Wow. I didn't see that coming," I said, startled.

That means just one thing. A new show.Hehehehehehehehehh...

|Heyy Butterflies or Guten Tag like Einstein would start an apology ( Fun fact: I live in Germany. )

I'm truly sorry for my long absence. I just wasn't feeling the story. You could do me a big fat favor and put a smile in the same size on my face, if you could leave a comment behind to tell me how you like the story.

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