Inkling

Chapter One: Day Dreams

"Armin."
No response.
"Armin."
No response again.
"Captain Obvious, wake up or Mr. Graham will rip your eyelids off."
"Alright, I'm up."
I grumble, glaring at the cocky brunette.
"Sorin, since you're so eager to talk, why don't you tell me the answer?"
Mr. Graham spouts.
Serves him right.
"The answer is quite obviously 43. What else could it be?"
Snickers erupted from all sides of the class.
"Wake up from your dreams Mr. Zamrin. This is English, not some fantasy. Anywa-"
A shrill bell cut him off, followed by a freakishly high pitched squeal.
Idiots.
"Nice try."
I scoff at Sorin, earning myself a glare in response.
"That was your fault ya know."
"Really?"
"Absolutely! If you hadn't been dozing off I wouldn't have been distracted."
"Well maybe if you minded your own business for once in your life you wouldn't have gotten called out."
That made him quiet.
He still looked awfully ticked off about it, but it doesn't matter. He'll get over it. It's not the end of the world.
"Hey look, it's your girlfri-"
I immediately jabbed him in the rib cage, narrowing my eyes.
"Curse your bony elbows-"
He chokes, stifling a laugh.
I roll my eyes, whisking past him.
I don't need him saying anything else that'll draw more attention to me. I'm already tall enough as it is, I don't need traffic light to these bozos.
Well.
Scratch that.
Not all of them were bozos.
Gypsy was pretty smart. Not only that and she was attractive and popular. Virtually perfect. But she has her flaws I'm sure.
Her perfect imperfections.
"ARMIN."
Sorin bellows in my ear, jerking me away from my imminent humiliation.
"Does that wall owe you money or something?"
He snapped.
"That's what, the 4th time this week you nearly crashed."
"Shut up."
I hiss, and he shrugs.
"Yeah yeah."
He waves me off like a fly in the breeze, waltzing along by my side.
Can't believe I got so deep in thought again... I need to work on that. As if there's even a way you can do that. Maybe? I dunno. I might could try to distract myself as I walk through the halls. Like think about sports or something. Maybe-
"Hey Armin."
Wait. I know that voice-
"What do you want Myra?"
"Why do you always assume I want something?"
Oh because, I don't know, you always ask for something!? What other reason would I have.
"Spit it out."
"I wanted to know if you could donate some money to a better cause."
She pouts her lip, making a puppy-dog face.
"And? What may that be?"
I'm not considering it.
"I'm broke and my boyfriend and I's anniversary is coming up and I wanted to surprise him with a fancy date!"
My stars, do people even do that anymore?
"No."
"Than- wait WHAT!?"
"I said no."
I turned on my heels to leave before she grabbed my arm.
"W-wait- please! That's not the only thing, I promise!"
She begged.
"I'm also spending part of that on a birthday gift for Gypsy."
She wouldn't.
I turned to face her, her malicious grin greeting me.
"You'd better pay me back."
I hiss, prying my wallet out from my pocket.
"You're the best."
She grins, taking the dollar bill graciously.
"I will track you down, you hear me?"
"Right, of course you will. Oh- hey- as a thanks, maybe I can get you into the party. You know." She grins at me.
"Don't you have class?" I roll my eyes at her.
"Don't you?" She purses her lips in amusement.
"Anyway, toodles!"
She skips down the tile hallway, nearly slipping as she shoves the bill into her bra.
Girls are gross.

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I apologize for how cliche this story is and will be, I have a lack of creativity atm and it will be fixed eventually and I may end up rewriting this chapter, who knows.

Anyway, deeper plot and action packed story to come. Please stay tuned! :P