"Are you trying to say.." I gawped at my friend who was sat on the deep mahogany brown brown, perfectly sat next to me. Her blond hair was wavy around her neck, in perfect condition, and her green eyes lit up the world. "Yes." was her only answer, it was effective though. Simple. Her voice had gone down, like her feelings probably, nevermind her trust level. "Alice, I'm sorry. So sorry. I-I had no idea he was like that," I stuttered the last bit. Why? I had never really liked her boyfriend anyway, he had never bothered to come up to speak to me. "Don't be. I knew it was coming, Megan." she sighed before grabbing her bag -which lay at her side- and striding off, head down. Like I said, I had never spoken to her boyfriend only to her boyfriend's friends. I had actually become okay friends with them, but then again they were probably better friends than I thought. It was my life is probably that rough I wouldn't understand what a real supportive friend was.
I gave a glance at Kyle, who was stood on his tiptoes examining the playground. Or at least trying to give that impression. Chuckling lightly, I persuaded him to come over which he reluctantly did but he soon lit up when I grabbed him a poster out my bag. "This is for you then, Kyle." I laughed, passing him the cat poster which was still in fairly good condition. He snatched it out my hand, wordlessly, before hugging it and soon it looked like the poster was plastered to his body. "Ohh, do you know where I can find the other two?" Kyle gave me a glance before correcting me. "Three." he replied, sternly leaving me shaking my head. "What do you mean three? I only wanted to see Will and Woody." I replied back, mimicking his tone which instantly pissed him off; I could tell by his expression. "Megan, you forgot Dan." he pointed out, making me shoot him a glare. "Kyle, you know I don't get on with Dan." I shot back, before spotting Will coming out of the main entrance. "SHIT, I'LL BE ONE MINUTE!" I yelled at Kyle as I was running, my phone nearly dropping out of my hand. Will laughed at my appearance, before I spotted Daniel on his right side. "Hey." Will stated, firmly taking my hand to shake. "Oh, yeah, hey. And to Daniel." I shook his hand gracefully before pulling out my gifts for him. He took them before a bewildered look was plastered on both, his and Daniel's, faces. "W-What are these for?" Will asked me, still looking bewildered. “I-I guess they're just thank you gifts. Plus it just went Woody's birthday so.. “ I managed to speak up, only then to be knocked back down.. by Will. “Yeah, but it's Dan's birthday in two days and you haven't got him anything?” Will asked, confused yet again. “And it's mine in three, giant deal.”“Yeah, it kind of is.. You get all your friends something but Dan.. Dan is your friend you know.” he stated, sure of his facts.“Yeah yeah, bet he is.” I quickly groaned before walking off into my third period. And this will be fun.
I took up my usual spot, next to Matty one of my oldest friends that had kept me by their side. I had known Matt before I had even came to this school, when we were much younger and both living in Manchester we used to walk around, for hours feeling like days, near the lake. Old books had it the lake was haunted, but we would sit there for hours upon end with our feet in, splashing each other playfully. I knew his parents and his brother well too, and they were basically like a second family to me. He greeted me in his usual way, a small wave, hug, a hiya and then a little knuckle bash which people call a 'Bro-fist'? I think that was the term. We spoke until our tutor for the day walked in, combing over his hair which he should of sorted out hours ago. “How are Alice and Daniel?” Matt whispered in my ear, only so quiet that I could hear and nobody else could. "Broken up, I think..” I muttered back, before turning my attention to today's work. Oh, there's nothing better than Shakespeare. Matt gave me a "WHAT" glare and I shrugged it off, before actually speaking up. "Haven't had chance to talk about it with her, she told me to leave it. Must've done something awful, Matty." I replied finally, turning over the pages in the large book, full of Shakespeare, over slowly; careful not to crumple up any of the pages, although it wouldn't matter to me if I did. Matt huffed and looked down at his work again, before grabbing my bag and pulling a pristine black pen out of it and starting to fill in his sheet carefully, one after each other. He put the pen away within twenty minutes and passed me his sheet, looking back to the rows behind him and spotting Daniel within seconds who was just staring into space. "He must've finished it years ago." Matt stated to me, my head was down and I could only muffle out words until I lifted it. "Who? Daniel? Yeah, probably." My words were cold whenever I spoke about Daniel, I had never really sat down and had a proper conversation with him but that didn't change the fact that I didn't really feel safe around him. That's why I never speak to him. That's why I never have. Probably never will. I put my work away and began studying the summary of the beginning of Romeo and Juliet that Matty was patiently waiting for me to start. "This sounds interesting already." I sigh to Matt who just shrugs it off and carries on reading muttering "Oh yeah, gonna be fun."
Our tutor dismissed us from our class at the end of the lessons with no problems, Matt put our work in my bag since he'd left his at home and had shoved all his stuff into mine. He quickly left me to go and meet up with some of his friends before fourth period where I guess he'd come back for his stuff. I was quickly rejoined with Alice who had a better expression on her face from this morning. But then reality flooded down on me. She's already gotten a new boyfriend hasn't she.. my thoughts were probably correct, she hated being alone. I've been alone more than half my life, I don't really need a boyfriend to keep me safe.. Not now, anyway. I had grew up, rough and my closer friends knew that. Matty knew that. Matty knew my father, his addictions well. Will knew as well, and Woody. Kyle didn't, Kyle would think I was on about my cat.. My cat couldn't have an addiction to something as vile as my father did. I chose to wipe the smug from Alice's face and she starred back at me in disgust. "So you don't care that I've moved on?!" she yelled, throwing her books on the floor ; throwing a tantrum like a three year old. I couldn't be doing with her. "No, not really. I feel sorry for Daniel in these cases, and I never feel sorry for Daniel. I think you should grow up, Alice." I yelled back, kicking her books to her, continuing the three year old argument. I left her and walked over to Matty who was hanging around with the rest of his (what he called) band. As soon as I arrived, I was wrestled to the ground by George who then messed my hair up by rubbing it like you would do with a cat. Hann started laughing hysterically which made me get up and sit on the mahogany benches, ignoring the world around me. Until someone came and snapped me out of my thoughts. Will. "Will, come sit. You can do me a favour right?" I asked, swinging my legs freely under the bench until Matty kicked them and told me to "stop being a three year old." I laughed back at him until Will said that he could. "I know this seems crazy... but Will, can you ask Daniel to come and speak to me?"
