Prodigies Are Made

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As I walked past her locker, Christy waved me over. Normally, it wouldn't be unusual but she hadn't done that recently.

"What's up?" My head leaned against the locker next to hers.

She closed hers before raising an eyebrow, "Brittany thinks you hate her."

Thoughts ran through my head so fast that I couldn't grasp on to one, so words spilled out of my mouth instead, "What? Why? How do you know?"

"She told me. She thinks you hate her for not dropping you off."

"Its not that at all. Its just I'm busy all of the time."

"You have to tell her that." Christy replied. She ran a hand through her hair, "She... nevermind."

A questioning look appeared on my face, prodding Christy to elaborate.

"Just talk to her, okay?"

I nodded, "Yeah, will do."

"Cool, 'cause she's behind you."

Sure enough, Brittany was about ten feet away from us, talking to an upperclassman.

As soon as we made eye contact, I waved her over. Christy had left at this point and so it was just Brittany and me.

"Hey, what's up?" Brittany asked after wrapping up her previous conversation  and walking up to me.

"Do you think that I don't like you?"

"I wouldn't blame you. I just kinda ditched you." She sighed, avoiding eye contact.

"You were tired, why would I be mad at you for that?"

"Because I ditched you. How can you not be mad?" She asked, folding her arms.

"Look, I'm not mad at you. I'm fine, I promise." I told her.

"Okay... Fine," she smiled, "We're cool."

"Yeah, totally."

~

Later that day, I found myself sitting in Simeon's truck eating burgers.

"It's been so long since I had one of these..." I told him before taking another giant bite.

"Whoa, slow down." He laughed, before taking a sip of soda.

"Its mffmph." My voice continued but my mouth kept chewing, causing Simeon to choke.

"You're going to kill me." He said after swallowing the drink.

"Aw, then I'd have to find a new friend."

Simeon rolled his eyes, still sporting a grin, "Oh no, whatever will you do?"

"If you end up dying you can kill me too."

"Oh no, not the great Xavier Clark! How could I ever?" He asked, dramatically placing the back of his hand on his forehead.

At this, I shoved him so he almost fell off of the hood.

"See, I almost died. "

"Crybaby." I replied, using a word I had heard him use before.

Simeon gasped, "He's learning."

The conversation kind of died off after that, but it was okay because we were eating.

"So. What do you do for fun, Xavier?"

The question caught me off guard, "I, uh, play music." Saying it out loud, it sounded lame. Of course I play music, I'm Xavier Clark.

"Alright, what do you play?" He asked, surprising me with that question as well.