Dilemma

The Friends

I'm getting side tracked.

Anyways I picked up my bag and headed out the door. Not before giving my mum a hug of course.

We live in a dingy little flat. It's on the third floor and the staircases are covered litter and odd yellow-ish looking stains. I try to avoid them.

I made my way outside of the flat and started on down the road.

Dustway avenue, a road of broken street lamps and rundown buildings.

Not exactly the safest place to raise a toddler, heh...

I never really thought kids were even a thing I would want until Luke came along...

I made my way out of Dustway and walked down to the shops near my school and headed towards the newsagents, I needed a new pen as mine had leaked all over my English desk.

Yes, that was most of my pocket money for the week gone but hey, what can you do?

Except using your pen to actually write with and not using to pretend to inject yourself. Cmon, we all do it! Just me ok, I see how this is.

Anyways...
I left the shop and headed up the road to Masontree Secondary School!

A real life hell...

Every time I look at the prison building we call school, something breaks inside of me. Like something's taking me apart. I'm not right in school, something changes in me, something is wrong with me.

Dayum!

That was deep!

Carrying on then.

As I neared to the steel gates I heard a familiar voice. A deep more louder voice than mine.

"Megan!" Shouted the voice

I turned around to see my childhood and current friend, Jason, running up the street.

"Sorry!" He frantically called out to a younger girl as he accidentally budged her trying to get to me.

His face was bright red from running which was a change from his normal pale skin.

His brown hair, slightly shiny. Sweat?

And his freckles, little mocha coloured dots of perfection on his cheeks and nose.

"Hey." I chuckled, trying not to laugh at how is face resembled a beetroot currently.

"What's so funny?" He sighed, catching his breath

"Oh nothing"

"Hmmm, anyways, ready for the maths test today?"

"IT'S TODAY!?!?" I shrieked spitting silva everywhere in surprise. Some of these droplets happened to fall on Jason.

"Ew, Ew, Ew. It's like talking to a tsunami whenever I bring something surprising up with you."

"I-I-I'm so sorry Jason!" I stuttered, trying to wipe of the spit, I rubbed his cheek trying to get the last droplets off, when I noticed, his cheek had a natural pink glow to it and it had been 5 minutes since he ran.

He was blushing.

Since all the time me and Jason had known each other we never really touched each other much, never particularly hugged each other, because we just got awkward and froze up.

It's like we could never bring up anything romantic even if it wasn't to do with our relationship, which has always been besties.