I sat on the spiny chair in my room, watching through the window on the opposite side of my desk. I try not to think about her, but my mind just keeps going back to the sweet, violent, hyperactive, girl who I have loved since the third grade. Even though I'm still not sure about how I feel. It's been a long time since I've heard from her.
I just can't stop thinking about the way she would call me cute, and go out of her way to protect me, and how she'd let me win even though I could have won anyway. I'm very shy and she's just, not. I admire how she can be herself. I looked at the alarm clock as it goes off. Yet another night with a minimal amount of sleep due to studying and over thinking.
Sometimes I dream about ditching everything and flying to Florida to see her again, but that's not gonna happen I don't know where In Florida she is, and my mother would find me and kill me before I even got to the plane.
At school, I met up with Noelle my best friend since childhood. She's very sure of herself but probably as insecure as I am. When I walked up to her she was having trouble opening something; as always. Sometimes I worry that she's gonna end up being a crazy cat, lady afraid of everything.
"Diya, help me!" She yelled noticing I had walked up to her.
I smiled and took the bottle from her hands to open it. As I was handing it back, Akarsha was standing behind Noelle, ready to attack. She's always playing some joke or another on anybody, but Noelle seems to be her main target in a lot of jokes. I was going to say something; when a guy runs into me and knocked me down. My hands sliding against the concrete as my left butt cheek tingled uncomfortably.
"Get off her you brute!" Noelle yelled. Akarsha who was no longer attacking Noelle, came over and helped me up.
"You okay homie?" Akarsha asked as Noelle yelled at who knocked me over.
"I'm fine," I said with a smile. Akarsha went over to get Noelle to calm down.
I saw a short person with short black hair and a black jacket littered with yellow walk past. I thought they kinda looked like... No, she's... In Florida. It can't be her. God, now I'm hallucinating about her. Why'd her parents have to make her move, why do my parents have to hate her so much? I'm just glad they got promoted, and now work for five hours after I get home, so I can relax a little, before having to study.
Noelle and Akarsha walked over to me arguing about. Something. I enjoy watching those two go at each other's necks like that, it's. Entertaining. We went to our first class together as they still argued. Akarsha was apparently trying to find the new girl who allegedly stabbed someone, so they could be friends. Noelle was pointing out all the reasons that is stupid. Akarsha made some kind of flirtatious joke out of something Noelle said. After that, I kinda got lost so I cowered into my own thoughts.
I wonder if she's thinking about me too? Or if she even remembers me. She did say. "I'll never forget about you, promise." But no one really keeps promises even if they try. Okay, on rare accounts.
"Diya!?" Noelle yelled at me, making me jump.
"What?" I asked while having a minni heart attack.
"Class, is, about, to, begin," Akarsha said with short pauses between words like she's talking to a mental person. Probably because I'm mostly deft in one ear.
"let's sit down" Noelle conducted us in her normal way. We sat down with each other waiting for class to begin. Today's gonna be a long day.
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I'm in love with her (Butterfly soup) (Book 1)
Fanficthis is a fan fiction about a game called Butterfly soup. A re-telling of sorts. Four unlikely friends discover they have more in common than they think. **Four years later doing a slow update rewrite to fix a lot of problems the original had be wai...