Bismark

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The girl who sat next to me looked hit to the max but still pretty. I don't want to catch feelings again so I'm going to try and ignore her.
She smells really good though. Like if chocolate met fruit in a coconut atmosphere. I watched from the corner of my eye how she reapplied her mascara and put her luscious brown and gold locks in a bun. Then she dropped her phone so I picked it up for and handed it to her. Her hand touched mine for a second, our eyes met and it felt just like the movies, except we didn't kiss. We just awkwardly looked away. Nice move Anthony, now she thinks your a weirdo.

"Yeoooo," Nick yelled after me in the hallway during passing period between 1st and 2nd.
I stopped and waited for him. "So how long do you plan on avoiding me," he asked.
" I'm not avoiding you I'm just... not in the mood for socializing."
"Oh, so I'm supposed to just sit around and wait for you to wanna be my friend again? Man fuck that." He said and walked away.
Great way to continue my day.

I walked into Mrs. Pickett's class to only have her try and ridicule me.

"Well look who finally showed up to class," she said while glaring me down.
I wanted to back talk her but at the same time I didn't care enough and just wanted to get through this day already. I took my seat next to the devil girl. She smiled at me- a pretty smile with pearly crooked (but nicely crooked) white teeth- but of course me being awkward and weird I just nodded. She looked away right away and I hoped that I didn't offend her.

"So today class we'll be reviewing equilibrium for our lab tomorrow," Mrs. Pickett began.
I drowned her out and started to doodle in my notebook. I have a habit of doodling hearts. Like always even before NoName.

Did you know that your ring finger is the ring finger because it's the only finger that has a vein that leads to the heart? Yeah I didn't know until she told me that the night we decided to get a start tatted on our ring fingers as a symbol of our "love". Bullshit. My mom of course got very upset when I got it and it only added to the hate she already had for her. From making her son get a tattoo to getting him his own gun, she just hated her guts with a passion. I mean I wish I could too but I kinda still love her too much.

"Is that your girlfriend," devil girl asked me. I felt a rush of blood come to my face to show how embarrassed I was because I didn't even realize that I was writing her name all over my notebook page. I just closed my notebook because I didn't feel the need to explain myself and I didn't want to hurt her feelings.

"I'm sorry, I was just trying to make conversation," she said.

"Is there a difference between 'sorry' and 'I'm sorry'?"
"Yeah, 'I'm sorry' is more meaningful."
"Hmm," was all I said. But I took a look at her and realized she looked younger than me. Probably a freshman. Shouldn't mess with that.

After my rigorous workout in the boxing ring and Mr. Seriello dropped me off, I took a shower and got ready to take Drake trick-or-treating.
Here trick-or-treating literally involves both. If you're not getting candy, you're getting pranked. Like getting egged or failing into a dug up hole in the ground. Ok that only happened on time but I'm still paranoid. I heard that a kid was once given a weed lollipop but then again there are a lot of rumors and myths at Balicio.

"Ok I'm ready," Drake said as he came into my room looking like the Hulk. Yeah it's a classic but he's adorable and really wanted it.
"We're not going to see Bloody Mary right," he asked. Yeah I know I'm probably a horrible brother for tricking him with that but it was hilarious. I couldn't even tell the story with a straight face and he still believed me.
"No we aren't."

When we came downstairs, a flask blinded us for a second.
" Mooooom," I groaned.
"What? I'd like to remember you too this Halloween. Even though you wouldn't dress up for Mason," she said while grilling me.
"Yeah ok," I said.
"It doesn't matter, it's not like he could pull it off anyway," Serenity said while smirking. Sage laughed at what she said.
"You're just mad because you two couldn't go to Daniel's party," I said.
"Who's Daniel," Mom asked and the girls turned red.
"The jock that they oh so love," I said.
" You see mom, he always embarrasses us," Sage said.
"Well I'm not letting you go to a jock party so you can get drunk and have sex," she said. That shut them up. They hugged and puffed all the way back to the living room to watch their movies as they waited for little kids to knock on the door for candy.
" Anyways you girls must behave because you will be all alone. This doesn't mean pull off a cliché stunt and invite guys over and have a party. Because I will beat y'all ass. You can invite Bianca and Shailene but that's it. Dominic and I will be home by 10 from his promotion party-," she said and I interrupted. "From ass wiper to kissing ass, I heard people like that better." I busted out laughing and so did the girls. Mom hit me in the back of my head and yelled at me.
" Don't curse in front of Mason. You also better be back before 10. He needs to be asleep by then. No more than 7 pieces of candy either," she said sternly. Then she kissed him on the cheek and left.

Drake was doing fine with trick or treating this year. Last year he cried the whole way because literally everything scared him, from jack-o-lanterns to fake spiderwebs, the boy was screaming his head off. Of course me being me, I was on the floor rolling. I took a few pictures of him for mom. Things were good till we ran into Jacob and his friends.
"Huh not drunk? I'm surprised and proud of you brother," he said. I was prepared to leave him but then he told me that mom said to unblock him from my phone because he might need to call me for an emergency.
"Yeah while your at it try to cal your girlfriend or ex for the millionth time. Yeah I know you've tried to cal her but she's probably blocked you by now," he said and his friends did that "ohhhh" sound that people do when someone gets roasted. I would've punched his face but Drake was looking at me with sad eyes. He hates it when we fight but this butthole always starts it. I just let Drake drag me by the hand to another house.

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