Life As We Know It

Chapter 1: Friends...?

<doors open>

As I walked into school, all I could see were bright smiles from the cheer squad, gloomy I don't cares from the emo teens, and astonished, fulfilled faces from the nerds and 'most likely's'. There they were my squad of friends.

Davin: Hey dude, how's it been?

Me: Just Livin', I guess.

As I so wanted to end the conversation there I knew I had to be polite.

Me: and you dude?

Davin: fine actually been pretty busy with honor rolls and junk.

The constant reminder of him being in 'better' classes than me is aggravating really, but I don't care really. As we walked to our classes we saw Peter Peterson handing out campaign flyers to vote for him as class president, I was trying to dodge and avoid him but then Daisy literally dragged Davin and I to him.

<hands flyer to us>
Peter *says in a deadened tone*: Vote for me and don't bother about the stuff no one cares about

It was quite weird though, his usually cheerful but come to think of it he's been quite a downer lately, but the most weird thing ever was that he was wearing normal clothes like, a hoody, some sweatpants and crooks?.

Daisy: So what spontaneous thing do you have to offer this semester.

Davin: Yea Peter what's spontaneous now

They were looking at me weirdly to say something, but nothing came out. I just rose my hands in a 'defense/I've given up' gesture

Peter: Well guys I don't have anything, really I just haven't been feeling it lately I was into this class president thing like in Freshman Year but now that we are Juniors I don't care anymore

Daisy: Com'on Pete you can't say that, you just gotta rediscover what got you into school politics in the first place.

She was always the 'light in the darkness' in our group. Since I saw he was down I finally spoke up. Before I feel guilty if he goes doing something extreme like killing himself

Me: Ohk man we see you are really down but don't start rubbing your bad mojo on all of us and just chill and pick yourself up.

Davin: phew

I asked Davin why did he make such a noise after what I said, with my brows all crocked up

Davin: Well you just sounded so savage at first but saved it at the end.

Me:*chuckled a little* Even I am not that 'I don't care' much, to hurt someone's feeling when they're down

Peter: Well guys thanks for whatever that was but I'm not sure that's enough

Me: Well we tried, <started walking away>

Then suddenly I was dragged back by Davin, and bugged on the elbow by Daisy's elbow

Daisy: P if you ever need assistant or a pick me up speech I'm here