A Place To Belong

A Little Revelation

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Of all the thing I'm capable of doing, this is not one of them. I have tried my best and I, Amber Lee Blake, have failed. I am a failure... in Math. I mean, I always pay attention and I write everything down, but it just doesn't stay in my head. So here I am, staring at my math homework in the semi empty cafeteria. And the test is next weeks! I don't even know why I'm stressing about this so early since I haven't taken the class yet.

Taking a deep breath, I gathered the homework and placed it, along with everything math related, in my book bag. I grabbed the remaining piece of my granola bar and glance at the round teal object. I picked up the object and squeezed it multiple times. Using the stress ball has distracted me in so many ways, like not losing my control like yesterday. I made a promise not only to my mother but to the principal and I'm not looking forward in breaking it any time soon. Although how I got this cute teal stress ball makes me smile.

It happened in my first period when I felt the stares, and possibly glares, of my fellow good classmates, the jocks that side with the bitc... – I mean – girls that took my stuff and did God knows what to it. Geez, it's not my fault I'm possessive over my things (not to mentioned one of them was an expensive gift from my mother). I held my anger long enough until I was saved. It was the first time, other than my first day here, that I had talked to him.

"You look like you need this."

I looked at him but I didn't see his eyes, much to my dismay. They were shielded away by his sunglasses. Either way, he looked very attractive with his shaggy dark hair and damn those sunglasses weren't helping! It made him more attractive. Ignoring my inner turmoil, I managed to look away and my gaze landed on his outstretched hand. In his palm was a teal stress ball. I haven't used those since I was a kid, when my mom and psychologist told me to use it. I stared confusingly at the sunglasses of my neighbor. He saw my confusion and laughed a little. He grabbed my hand, sending warmth all over my arm.

"It's not easy dealing with these nitwits. This helps in distracting and taking your mind off things,", he started saying as he placed the ball on my hand. "Besides, it keeps you out of trouble."

I'm just trying my best to pay attention to him while now battling with my blush. "Oh, I'm actually not surprised that you know about that,", I told him while I looked at the ball. "But don't you need this?"

He shrugged. "It's fine,I have tons more. Having one less won't bother me."

"If you say so, thanks,", and I offered him my sincerest smile and, to my surprise, he smiled back.

  "Amber, right?", he asked while getting comfortable in his seat.

"Yeah, but I can't seem to remember yours."

He chuckled a bit. "It's Ethan."

When he told me his name I extended my hand and it was his turn to be confused. Still smiling I said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ethan." His confusion turned to surprise, and ended with a smirk. He shook my hand.

"The pleasure's all mine, Amber."

And after that, Mrs. Greene arrived and off we went into the world of science. During the class I kept glancing at him but it was difficult to note if he was doing the same. I would squeeze the ball and it did distract me. By the end of the class I thanked him again and he left smirking. I managed to survive this day thanks to my new stress ball, until now. Right now, what I want to be distracted with was math and it wasn't working. I sighed, but that seemed to have attracted the attention of my friend, whom I haven't noticed until now.