It's as if being a synthesete defines my life. It seems to be all I am at the moment.
"Leave me alone, Will." I snap.
The blonde Ken-doll frowns, and pushes a strand of his hair behind his ear, "I'm really not doing this because I was told to, Nico."
I shake my head, "It doesn't matter. I don't need friends. I don't like people."
"I'm okay with that." Will shrugs.
I sigh. This guy just won't go away. I might as well just let him find out for himself that we shouldn't be friends.
"You know what? Fine," I bark. "Enjoy the ride, you won't be on too long."
He seems to be jumping with joy. I want to tell him Stop, but it won't help. This guy is unbelievable.
All during breaks, he finds a way to find me. He sits with me at lunch, trying to engage in conversation. At the end of the day, he finds me, and walks to my bus stop. Why is he so stubborn?
When I'm home, I feel grateful... for like ten seconds. Then he texts me. I forgot the school gave him my number.
Will: Can we just talk?
Nico: *sigh* About what, Solace?
Will: idk, get to know each other.
Nico: why on earth would I want to get to know you?
Will: so we can be friends, Nico
Nico: you won't leave me alone if I say no, will you?
Will: Nope :p
Nico: then fine, but only until I go to sleep.
Will: alrighty! I'll ask first
Will: favorite band?
Nico: GOT7 or BLACKPINK, maybe some Anne-Marie or Green Day. Depends on what genre I'm in the mood for.
Nico: My turn now
Nico: Why do you want to be friends so much?
Will: aw, come on, Nico
Nico: answer the question
Will: I hear a lot about you, but I wanna know the real you. Plus, you don't seem THAT bad, compared to SOME people I know
Nico: fine, whatever, your turn
Will: do you actually have Schizophrenia? It's ok if you don't wanna answer
Nico: I don't have it
Will: Oh. Your turn
Nico: yes will, I'm fully aware
Nico: *Yes, Will
Will: so you're a grammar freak?
Nico: At times.
Nico: what's your passion?
Will: to be a doctor
Nico: for the money, I'm assuming?
Will: Most people think that, but no. I want to be a rheumatologist.
Nico: I used to go to rheumatology
Nico: I was diagnosed with lupus, and small arthritis in my wrists/elbows
Will: yikes, are you okay?
Nico: as long as I take my medicine
Will: keep doing that
Nico: No dip, Dorothy.
Will: What's your passion?
Nico: Art.
Will: What type?
Nico: Any, mostly abstract. I know, I'm boring.
Will: You're not boring! You're more interesting than me.
Nico: okay then, your turn
Will: Favorite movie genre?
Nico: horror
Nico: the GOOD horror, like Silent Hill or They Prey At Night, or classics like Thirteen Ghosts
Will: Oh gosh no! Romance
Nico: gory romance
Will: no no no!
Nico: cowardice, Will?
Will: heck yes!
Nico: lol
I pause myself. I'm exposing myself, and /enjoying/ texting this beach boy?
Will: I didn't know you had a sense of humor, di Angelo
Nico: be thankful I let it show
Nico: I have homework to do, I'll talk to you later, bye
Will: bye!
I sigh, tossing my phone. I don't have homework. What am I doing with my life...?
