3:35, it read.
Ugh, I just wanna go home and eat. Is that too much to ask for?? I wish I had my phone right now.
I looked over to my left and see Brian sleeping, with drool sliding off his lip. Can't talk to him. Shawn was in another class. Sigh, I could probably draw.
I grabbed my notebook and a pen. Okay what do I draw? I got nothing... I'll just move my hand and see what it looks like afterwards.
I started drawing scribbles over and over again until I got bored 2 minutes later. And it looked like...Shawn. Weird.
I kept looking at it, turning the notebook. It was definitely him. I don't understand how or why I drew this, but I'm not that bad. I spaced out and hadn't even noticed that class was over.
"Emma!" Someone tapped my arm. It was Shawn looking at my notebook in awe. "Is that me??" He asked, grabbing my notebook. I grabbed it back fast and stuffed it in my bag. "No, it's not. It just happened to end up looking like you." I said, walking over to Brain, shoving him. "Wake up, it's time to go home." I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder.
"Could you draw a picture of Emilee for me? Like the one you did of me" He asked. "Again, not you and why don't you try drawing it? You know so it's more special. I mean isn't it weird saying 'I had my best friend draw this pic of you, so here you go.'?" I asked, walking out the door. "Yeah, I guess." He rubbed his arm. "But hey I mean could have one in case it ends up being a stick figure with strands of hair. You could pretend it's yours." I said, opening my locker and stuffing my books in. "Thanks" He smiled, walking to his locker. "My house? Your house?" I asked, walking behind him. He turned around and looked me in the eyes. "Tim's." We said in unison. "Wait what about me??" We heard Brain's monstrous footsteps approach. "Fine. But you're paying for your own." Shawn said, grabbed the bag of muffins the slamming his locker shut.
We open the doors and walk to Tim Hortons.
Suddenly we hear a phone buzz. Brian reaches in his pocket and checks his phone. "Guys, I have to go. You go to Tim's without me." He walks a different direction. Wonder why he had to leave before we even got to Tim's.
There was a brief peaceful silence, until I heard someone call my name. By instinct of course I turned and stopped in my tracks. Tamara walked towards me, crouching down to my level. "I won't be able to do the stupid challenge this Friday. I'll be out somewhere visiting someone." She said, her hot breath striking my face, making me step back. "Alright. I was planning to postpone it first cause of reasons." I said, turning around and walking away. "It's happening next next week!" I yelled as I walked with Shawn.
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Hi! Happy New Year! I'm sorry this chapter probably sucked. I'm too lazy to edit and I made this like way back in July. Also sorry it took long.
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