different

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finally, my first class of over and i turn to miles for him to give me my pencil back but he gets up and just walks out. i stand there frozen not knowing what to do. this man just stole my beloved pencil. i shake my head and just let him have the pencil and grab my bag before walking out only to see my ex at his locker.

i slowly back up into the classroom and turn around to see my teacher looking at me, an eye brow raised and a confused look on her face. i laugh saying, "i need to tie my shoe" before bridge down and acting like i'm tying them, peering out of the room to see still at his locker before internally letting out some profanities and get up and letting a sigh out.

i bring my notebook to my face walking past him before going into the girls bathroom and letting a deep sigh out. i look into the mirror. my brown eyes and my freckled pale face looking back. i turn the faucet on and throw water in my face before looking back up. i wipe my face and edit the bathroom smiling when i see him gone before walking to the lunch room. i go to the line getting a salad and sit at an empty table pushing my frizzy hair out of my face and letting out a shaky sigh.

i wish rachel was here. i poke around my salad and push my tray away before standing up and walking out the lunch room.
"hey curly, wait up!" i turn around to see miles. "here's your pencil back. thank you by the way". i purse my lips mumbling a small of course before turning around again.
"what's your name by the way?" i turn around again and say with a small voice, "rose".
he smiles a toothy grin before pulling on my arm back to the lunch room. "cmon curly, come have lunch with me. i'll introduce you to every one."
this was going to be a long day.
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2.24.19
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xoxo, dav 🖤