unlost souls

back at it.

TW: violence, swearing, talk of drugs

The weekend passed in a blur. I spent most of it in my room trying to forget what David the Douche did to me but trying to remember every essence of my time with Lynette. I don't know why I was so drawn to her. Her rebellious personality, untamed hair, edgy sense of style. She just seemed so exotic, like an animal in the wild. I couldn't believe she would be at my school. Knowing those at my high school, she'd be like a fancy object to those boys. The room was cooler then usual on Monday morning; a sign that autumn was on it's way. In autumn I could wear my patterned sweatshirts, black boots and my Gingham pants. Well, that's what I wore to school that day, except my tattered sneakers instead of my sweet boots. Both of my parents had gone to work, so I could be as noisy as I wanted. The only problem was that Abbey had been early, which is not normal for my Abbey. I sprinted out the door, forgetting to lock it.

"What on earth are you doing here so early?" I said, trying not to hit my head as I climbed in the car.
"Oh. so now you're talking to me?" she said, clearly annoyed.
"Say what now?" I turned to her, she was starring straight ahead
"Just shut your mouth, can you dig it?" Abbey said, pushing hard onto the gas pedal. All I could do was sigh loudly and turn to look out my window in the passenger seat. People walked along them. Most of them white and thin.'
'Is anyone homosexual in our town? Any black people?" I thought to myself.

We arrived to school late as Abbey just HAD to get coffee. We only spoke a couple times when she asked if I wanted something and I had said no. I rushed into my period one class, Art. In there I saw Lynette sitting by herself so I went over to her, placing my things beside her. 
"Guess we got Art together" I said, trying to start conversation
"Looks that was Birdie" she smirked.

At lunch I sat with Lynette as my usual lunch buddy was pissed off at me for some reason. We sat quietly, gaining a few glares and whispers. Lyn was a new girl after all. Behind us was what you would call the 'cool girls'. Tammy Edwin kept whispering to the group, talking about us probably. All of a sudden, Lyn stood up, starring right at Tammy. God, if looks could kill. 
"Is there a problem, Missy?" she shouted, gaining most of the cafeteria's attention.
"Hm, we were just saying how you look like my Aunt Martha, she's also a burn out" her prissy friend laughed, Lyn looked terrifying.
"Listen here, bitch. Me nor any of my family has EVER taken drugs, at least I don't use my daddy's credit card to get what I want as well as suck up to the teacher, Who knows what else you do with Mr. Carmen". The room filled with 'Ooos' and 'Burned'. I couldn't help but smirk myself.
Tammy jumped towards Lyn, trying to punch her. Instead, Lyn grabbed her fist and twisted it hard, then grabbed her hair, yanking a good chunk out. Tammy kicked Lyn in the shin then quickly punched her in the nose. Before any more damage could be done, the principal walked into.
"Miss Darneste, in my office immediately"

After school I met up with Lynette, who'd been sent home for the rest of the day although I suspect she didn't go home. She'd cleaned her face up since the fight, which I'll have to admit was horrific.
"You okay? I think Tammy learnt her lesson that's for sure" I said, sitting on the bench beside her.
"Oh, she hasn't learnt her lesson yet, I'm so teaching that bitch a lesson tonight, care to join?" she seemed eager.
"I-I..." I felt myself fluster
"Loosen up, Birdie" she nudged me. Her smile melted my heart and I didn't have a single clue why.
"O-Okay, I'll see you here at..7 tonight?"  I asked.
"You got it" she yawned, resting her head on my shoulder. I felt frozen and warm inside. I've never felt this way for someone before. Maybe I'm contracting a cold, that's all.

When I got home, mom and dad were arguing per usual. Who knew what it was about now, I didn't care, I was too excited to be rebellious and prove myself to Lyn. Then I thought
I wonder if she feels the same way about me?'
No, no Robin! This is abnormal thinking!
But... why do I feel like this.
Oh lord have mercy on me.

I packed a bag for the night, preparing to sneak out. 'This couldn't go any slower' I thought as the seconds felt likes hours. This will be one hell of a night