Just Another Love Story

Chappie 3

Chapter 3: Planet of the Apes

A/N: This is longer than chapters 1 and 2 just a tad, hope you enjoy !!

-E

We pull into the parking lot of the school, Tabby shaking her head at me and me beaming brightly.
"My best friend is a crazy person!" She says.
When I told her that I was going to be Justin's friend she almost swerved off the road. I didn't see the problem. Sure he is mean and ruthless and wants to murder me because I'm always happy and he's not, doesn't mean he can't change for the better.
Right ?
I get out of the car and walk around to the back, Tabby opens the trunk.
"I think if I can be his friend then he will see that the world isn't as bad as he makes it seem. That probably doesn't make any sense but I know that there is something eating away at him. He needs a friend." I smile. She just looks at me for a long moment.
"Belle, you aren't God. I know how you feel and I know why you are doing this considering what you have been through," I look away, "but that doesn't mean you can save everyone." She finishes.
"I know. But it doesn't hurt to try.." I look at her. She looks at me for a minute then smiles,
"Goddamnit, you're such a good person." She chuckles. We grab our bags and light jackets as it is expected to rain later, and walk to join the crowd that stands in front of the school.
I start to look about the crowd.
I see girls hugging and laughing, and I see bros high five-ing and I see Justin, sitting alone.
Okay, I think to myself, its time.
I practice waving so I don't make myself look like an idiot. Although with my luck I might just end up tripping over the air and falling on my face. I turn so my entire body faces him and I wave.
He didn't see it.
I try again. This time a little higher and a little harder.
What I see as a pretty good wave is not what really happens.
I smack someone in the head.
"What the hell ?" The person scoffs.
"I'm terribly sorry." I say quickly. I turn back to Justin and he's talking to one of his friends. Kyle, I believe his name is. He makes eye contact with me and I quickly turn away and shove myself deeper into the crowd.
I smack myself on the forehead and try to think of another way to become Justin's friend. I'm not one to loose hope too quickly so with new determination building inside me as the doors to the school open, I stride in with Tabs at my side, of course, and begin my school year.
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"What would you do if you had fingers for toes, and toes for fingers?" Tabby asks me very seriously.
Other people would look at her like she's gone off the deep end, but me, I just simply reply,
"Damn. I don't know. Would I get them surgically fixed?" I ask myself out loud. She taps her chin,
"Exactly." We both laugh.
The lunch room is buzzing with excitement for this new school year. Most people talking about what they did over the summer, and the cute new math teacher. I think about all the things that make sense about high school and all the things that don't make sense.
One thing that for sure makes sense is that Tabby and I are alone at this lunch table and it couldn't be any better. As for what doesn't make sense; why is the food actually pretty good this year? And why the lunch room is at a normal volume?
Oh wait. Its not, I'm just in my own head so I can't really hear anything else. Silly me. The cafeteria roars with life as I'm brought back to reality.
"Belle. Return to The Planet of the Apes please." Tabby waves her hand in my face. I blink and smile,
"Sorry, I was just seeing how clicked up this school is." Which is true, and also falls under the 'what doesn't make sense' category.
You have the cheerleaders, the football jocks, the basketball players, the soccer team, the band, the theater kids, so on and so on.
"I see what you mean, because you also have super hot boy table with your latest project sitting at it." She points behind me.
I turn around to see Justin sitting at a table, two tables behind us, with Kyle, Damien, and Luke. They look like they're having a good time and that warms my heart.
I find myself staring and force my eyes to look away. I breathe. "he is really easy to look at." I mumble.
"WHAT WAS THAT?" Tabby yells, some people looking at us. She is wiggling her eyes brows at me.
I laugh, "Tabby stop." I groan and duck my head down.

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