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kane | atalanta
I sigh in complete and utter misery as I watch Ryan childishly play around with the objects in my room. I peer at him closely, making sure he doesn't ruin or break anything. He's like a hyperactive kid on crack. Horrible.
After he's done inspecting my room, he comes over to me and begins poking my arm. I shrug him off as I continue studying. Damn Biology!
"Atalanta. Why are you so boring?" Ryan whines, hitting his head against my shoulder continuously.
I push his head away and scowl at him. "Would you leave me alone?"
"So that's what you want?" He says, suddenly serious. His light brown eyes piercing into mine intensely.
"Yes! Just let me study and then you can annoy me as much as you want." I huff, frustrated. It's so hard to study when there's a hot, childish guy annoying the hell out of me.
Ryan shrugs, muttering a small fine, before leaving and going downstairs. I let out a breath in relief and finally continue my work.
He makes me so furious!!
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After a while, I let Ryan back into my room, since I've finished up what I was doing. I sigh once again as he happily skips inside, lounging on my bed as if it was his. I glare at him in annoyance.
"So, Atalanta," Ryan starts in a weird tone, "you've been hanging around with...Kane Arronson?"
I stare at him in shock. What? How did he find out? And what does he mean by hang out, me and Kane barely see each other. Idiot.
"I don't hang out with him, I'm just with him in a talent show so we meet up sometimes to just coordinate, you know?" I reply, sitting back in my comfy desk chair.
Ryan lets out a breath in...relief? "Thank God." He mutters quietly.
"What's it to you?" I ask confidently, faltering when he glares at me before smiling cheekily.
"Well, I wouldn't want anyone else to take my position as best friend, would I?"
"Ew! Oh my God, you are not my best friend. Gross!" I shudder in horror and watch the expression of mock horror on his face.
"How dare you?" He cries out, then jumps off the bed and tickles me.
I squeal loudly, and jump away, screaming at him to stop.
He doesn't.
After a few minutes of ruthless tickling, he finally stops and looks at me seriously. "Atalanta, you shouldn't hang around him. He's not a good person. And there are rumours- "
"Rumours?" I ask, my heart thudding in my chest. No! I don't wanna stop 'hanging out' with him. As weird as it sounds, I wanna get to know him. Unravel his secrets and heart. Be with him. I'm stupid, I know.
"Yeah, rumours." He shifts around uncomfortably. "That he's blind or something. I don't want you catching it and- "
"What did you just say?" That's it. I'm mad. How dare he?! "Catch it?! You do know blindness isn't a disease, you can't catch it. That is so rude! How would you feel if you heard someone saying that about you?!"
Ryan blinks and kinda looks down but I don't care because I am offended and horrified. "Nat- "
"Shut up! I dont even- I can't even look at you right now. I thought you, of all people, would understand how I feel."
His head hangs and I want to feel bad but I can't. What he said was horrible, that I should stop seeing someone just because they're blind. And even then, I doubt Kane is really blind. People tend to exaggerate alot here.
"I'll see you later." He mumbles before leaving, making me roll my eyes.
This is horrible. Horrible day. Horrible rumours. Horrible life! Horrible everything.
I scream into my pillow and then laugh after it. If anyone saw me right now they'd think I'm crazy but I don't care. Have you ever screamed into a pillow? It's quite therapeutic;
And I laugh again. Because I'm being stupid.
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