My Kind Of Friend

Professor, why does he look normal?

This chapter is dedicated to Just-A-Author .

The green lady sat by the kitchen table, patiently waiting for her daughter to serve her breakfast.

"Here you go mom," murmured the red lady to her mom.

The red lady took a bite of the French toast that her daughter had made for her and immediately spat it on the kitchen table.

"Your food is H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E!" The green lady exclaimed at her daughter.

A slap to the face from her mom quickly followed through for the red lady.

A laughing soundtrack was then played.

"Ugh. TV is boring," said Ivory while surfing through the TV's channels.

"Ugh"

Ivory rolled over to lie on her stomach and laid her head on her right hand.

Ivory's eyes caught sight of the book shelf that stood by her closet.

"Maybe I should read a book?"

"Nah"

"But then what can I do to pass time?"

"Hmm"

"Hmm indeed"

"Okay, maybe I should read a boo-"

Ivory's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her bedroom door.

Ivory swiped her hair from her eyes and went over to the door.

Ivory meekly opened the door to reveal who knocked on her door.

The girl immediately closed her door.

Ivory's heart begun to pump hard and fast.

At that moment, Ivory can swear that she forgot how to breath.

Terra had been knocking on Ivory's door for about a week now.

Ivory never really gave her the chance to explain herself, explain why she keeps on knocking on her door.

Ivory managed to ignore Chrystal and her friends except for Terra and was simply horrified of causing drama if she talked to Terra.

Ivory knew Terra doesn't deserve to be treated this way but she can't help shutting her off.

Maybe this is why I don't have any friends?

I treat everyone like how I treated Terra?

No, that's not true.

Ivory jumped to her bad and reached out for her rainbow shaped pillow and hugged it like it's her baby. Ivory's eyes started to tear up.

Why am I crying?

Ivory lied her head on her pillows as she remembered her very first day in Matthews Academy.