Everlasting #Wattys2018

Wildest dreams

"What exactly-?"

"Look, I'll explain all this jibby jabby nonsense later, just let me go get my sister-"

"Primary students aren't aloud in the high school section-"

"Does it look like I don't know that?"

"Yes, it does,"

"Well too bad, now move,"

"I won't take orders from a dumb kid-"

"All I hear is "blah blah blah" so shut up and let me through before I-"

"Boo,"

Recoiling, I heard Ani's voice from behind me.

I scanned her, she looked normal, but it didn't seem normal...

"Where you going to tell? Oh Andi, you're such a traitor," alleged Ani

I frowned at her.

"C'mon," laughed Ani. "Two classes to go and we're out!"

xO...Ox

Ani's prospective

It was Thursday, and I quietly watched the girls play in our playground, I held a old notebook I found in my hand and a pencil: wanting to sketch to pass the time, but I failed since envy filled me fully at the sight of the girls happily playing.

I desperately wanted to join them, but fear stopped me endlessly, telling me I'd regret it forever.

I looked behind my back, mostly because I was paranoid but also because I was waiting for Andi.

"Cinderella, dressed in yellow

went upstairs to kiss a 'fella

made a mistake

and kissed a snake

how many doctors

did it take?" Sang the girl holding the skipping rope handle.

They started counting and I looked away, watching as a small ant struggled to move a tiny crum, the ant crawled closer and closer to me until it started crawling up my arm.

I shook my arm until it fell, unfazed.

"34!"

I looked back at the girls and confidence popped out of nowhere, standing up and leaving my notebook and pencil, I walked up to them.

"Can I play?" I asked with a hopeful expression clouding my face.

All seven of the girls looked at me, two looked disgusted, one disturbed, three doubtful... only one seemed ok with the fact.

She wore a bunny headband, and had brown hair that where in a messy bun, she had a little bit of make up on and blinked very slowly...

I didn't trust her at all, at this point it felt like the whole class held a grudge on me. Plus she didn't even look like a first grader- who puts on makeup at six?

"Oka-" she began, I forcefully pushed away my doubts: I shouldn't over think, and if want this to end well I have to leave a good impression.

"No!" Said one girl I faintly recognized

"Why not?" She snapped

"She probably wants to trip us, she's dangerous!"

I instantly denied it. "Am not! I didn't do anything!"

Bad start

"If she trips us then problems happen," said bunny headband, authority leaking from he voice.