"everyone has failed the test, except for one special student, who will be gifted the 15,000 dollars as promised." mr. zimmerman said, giving me a smile. i felt suspicious.
"this student is... (name) (last name)!!" he yelled. i jumped out of my seat. "suck on it, losers." i smirked at my fellow peers, who looked just as shocked as i was.
suddenly, they started chanting. "(name)! (name)! (name)!"
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"(name)! (name)! wake up!" my history teacher mr. zimmerman shook my arm. "hopefully you were dreaming about harriet tubman and why she was an advocate." he raised an eyebrow at me. "o-oh.. u-uhm.." i rubbed my eyes. "mhm, that's what i thought. detention later." he gave me a cold smile. "fuck you." i said when he turned his back to the white board.
lunch
phil sat with us this time at lunch. he was eager to sit next to me especially. "what were you dreaming about?" mark asked. "i don't know, it was random. i got a 15,000 dollar check for being the only student to get an A+ on the history test? i'm not sure." i yawned. "why are you so tired?" dan looked at me.
"my antidepressants. my doctor prescribed me some new ones which make me somewhat really sleepy. i'll talk to him at my appointment next week."
"you take antidepressants?" phil looked at me, shocked. "yeah. the ones i usually take make me all giddy and edgy like usual, this one just makes me so drowsy. mmmhm." i yawned again.
"i didn't know, you were depressed?" phil still had the shocked look plastered on his face. "yeah. i used to get bullied and it just ticked it off or whatever. it's better than nothing, i used to go to therapy for cutting myself. i almost killed myself once, too. i'm not proud of it, either."
"that's terrible!" he said. i shrugged. "heh."
mark tried to change the subject to something more light hearted. "dan, you're being quiet today, huh?"
"my mum got remarried and didn't invite me to the wedding." he said, pushing the food around with a fork. "who gives a shit about that fucker. you have us. consider me your mum." i grinned, but yawned after. "i'm not going to make it through today like this." i groaned, hitting my head onto the table, just missing my lunch. i didn't want it anyway.
"hey, guess what!" mark said, changing the mood again. "i got a new dog! i named her chica. she's gorgeous."
"awe." i smiled. mark pulled out his phone and showed us a picture. she was a golden retriever. a gorgeous one too.
"cute!" phil giggled. just his giggle made me happy. dan smiled too. mark was probably thinking in his head, 'yes change the subject, mm yes' or whatever.
dismissal
"pfft, have fun being free, as i sit here in an hour of detention." i groaned. "no worries, i'm here." phil smiled. "mrs. lyn-z offered me to help her out at detention and i took it up."
"yay." i smiled. we went into the music room, aka detention. felix was sitting in the back with his little posse gang thing. man i hate him. some nerd was sitting at the front of he class, crying because he got his first detention. lizzie, the school slut, was with her posse laughing and making fun of the poor guy. "oof."
i sat in the middle of the row, phil following me. he leaned on my desk and we talked for a bit. mrs. lyn-z never came so it was just phil. but everyone respected him enough to not just barge out of the classroom. see now, if it was me in phil's position, people would be sliding out left and right.
finally, the hour was over. as i pulled my phone out to text dan to pick me and phil up, phil gently pushed my phone down. "how about we go to the park?" he flashed me his signature silly grin. "o-oh, sure!" i shrugged.
we walked together, poured our feelings about certain topics out, and we acted as if we knew each other since diaper days. the park we went to was empty because a lot of people had abandoned it for the new park up on main street. this used to be very popular, though.
"just like i remember." i signed as nostalgia filled my thoughts. phil ran over to the tire swing and started chanting, "push me, push me!"
i giggled a bit, and started pushing him. i repeated for about 5 minutes and then we started going into the play castle. "remember whenever someone came down the slide, some jerk would stand on the side and poke someone to shock them?" i asked. "oh god, i hated that!" phil exclaimed. "i used to do that, haha!" i laughed. i noticed i stopped yawning so much.
dan asked me where i was. i just said "in ur mum" as i kept playing around.
danny: seriously, (nickname) where tf r u
me: i'm at the park with philly
danny: ooo like a date?
me: kinda
danny: eeee
me: stfu i will burn ur nostril hairs
danny: oK
"are you hungry?" phil asked all of a sudden. "yeah, why?" i asked. "you up for ice cream?"
"always."
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