Butterfly Soup

Part 1

Diya
I woke up with the alarm buzzing in my ear and   slammed my hand onto my phone. My routine goes like this: I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling for five minutes thinking about how I don't want to get up. Then after my alarm goes off again I roll out of bed groaning and go in the bathroom to brush my teeth and straighten out my hair. After that I go downstairs to make me some breakfast-I get a text from Akarsha.
Akarsha sends me a gift of an old lady dancing with a sign that says good morning in front of her.
I roll my eyes and reply, "what do you want."
She reply's back, "come outside." I check out the window to see her in a pink, yellow, purple and turquoise jacket in different patterns on her and black joggers that stop under her knees with flip flops. The usual. She waves at me and I groan for the second time then finally I open the door and step outside.

"Hello Diya my very good well known friend! How are you today?" Akarsha says in a sing-song tone. "For the second time Akarsha, what do you want so I can go back inside?" I say back annoyed shivering in my pink unicorn onesie. She then steps closer making it look like she's leaning back and forth as she walks. "What do you call a lesbian with long nails?" She said already snickering quietly under her jacket sleeve. Diya looked at her even more annoyed then before and didn't reply to Akarsha. After a few seconds Akarsha realized that Diya wasn't going to answer her immature joke she replied to it herself. "Single!" She said laughing loudly before she could even finish her sentence. Diya just stared at her dead eye not even sneaking out a giggle. She walked back in her home silently while Akarsha was distracted from her laughing fit.

That was Akarsha, you know the one who made the confusing and stupid joke, yeah. She's the type of person that calls you friend when your actually not but they think you are just because you go to the same classes, walk the same way, and go to the same lunch periods. It's really annoying but she acts as if I'm dying of laughter from her "funny" joke. She plays a lot and that annoys me even more but worst of all she makes these horrible pick-up lines on me. She calls me the beauty of her eye and the hot chick and stuff.  And she's really weird too. She likes to eat potato chips in her sandwich and yells randomly out of nowhere. Whatever I do today I hope I can ignore her as long as possible. Cause the day was just getting started.