We Were Just Difficult

Step 1 - Try Not To Embarrass Yourself

Alessia

School was crazy. We had started a few weeks ago, and part of it sucked.

I got to sit by Jacob, one of my best friends, every class including lunch. But Ella, my other best friend who was two grades above us, didn't get to because her lunch time was different.

Ella

I wish we had the same lunch times. English class was so boring, and I barely ever had time to talk to either Alessia or Jacob anymore. I don't care if I sound like an immature child. That's practically what I am. And life isn't fair. Why can't life be fair?

Jacob

I peeked over at Alessia, as she sat at the other table at lunch today. I understand that her other friends need time with her too.. but I don't know anyone here.. and it honestly kind of sucks to be alone. I wonder how Ella feels like this everyday?

Nah.. She's fine. Ella isn't like me. She can handle it.

I stared at Alessia across the table. She was cute. She was quirky in a cute way, and I got all awkward around her sometimes. Ella freaked out when I told her I liked Alessia. "OH MY GOSH THAT'S ADORABLE." she had said.

Alessia

I felt bad leaving Jacob at the other table.. but I promised my friends. And it was only for a day. Hopefully he didn't mind.

I stared over at his table and felt my cheeks go red when I caught him staring at me. AWKWARD.

I smiled and turned away quickly, joining in on the conversation with my friends. But I was barely listening. All I could think about was Jacob looking staring at me. Gosh. I'm so weird.

Ella

I entered the cafeteria as Alessia and Jacob were getting up to throw their trays away.

I smiled and waved at them as I began walking to my table with my lunch tray.

As I was walking to the table, one of the Seniors from my English class threw food at me, and it landed in my hair.

I froze, as my eyes went wide.

You've. Got. To. Be. Kidding. Me.

Mashed potatoes landed in my HAIR!

I turned to face the tables, where the whole section of Seniors were staring at me, and laughing their heads off.

This. Is. Not. Happening.

I turned to face Alessia and Jacob standing next to each other, surprise written all over their faces.

I continued forward to the table, just as I trip over my shoelace, my face landing in my food.

That. Did. Not. Just. Happen.

I take the napkins off my tray, and wipe my face off.

I stand up, as the whole school continues to laugh even more. The only two not laughing are my best friends.

I can't take high school anymore.

I run out of the cafeteria in tears, as my two friends chase after me without a care in the world that they might be missing a little bit of class.