I decided to skip the rest of the day and go home. Yes, maybe that wasn't very responsible or whatever, but I wouldn't have been able to concentrate anyways. So, I did what I did best: not showing up, and I walked home.
My house wasn't that far away from school, but I am a slow walker so it took me like an hour. ( Me being overly excited about the Daisys, that grew next to the sidewalk could of also been the reason for my slowness though).
The album I heard in the morning gave me good company though and I actually enjoyed being alone, thinking about everything that has happened today. Why would Bree personally invite me to her (oh so exclusive) Highschool party? Maybe she had revenge in mind for whatever she assumed I did in middle school for her to quit our friendship. Her behavior didn't seem reasonable and I hate it, when something isn't understandable for me because I wanna understand everything and everyone around me. Thats just how my brain works: I see something, I wanna know how it works. Doesn't matter if its a technical item or a living being. In the end, everything has its own logic, its own system.
So, I knew that Briannas decision to invite me had a specific reason but I simply couldn't figure it out. Which bordered me so much that I began, as soon as I was home, to binge watch the new season of stranger things to distract me from analyzing her behavior. It kinda worked but not really. In the end, I gave up and created an overview of possible reasons. Yeah, that's exactly what creeps would do, but maybe I am a creep. This realization let me do write " Stop creeping" on a white Shirt I had never worn in the first place. But I spelled creep wrong - still don't know how that happened - and wrote "criep" instead. Maybe because I was confused and confusion lets me be dump. I threw the shirt away.
Now I may present you the incredibly stupid summary of possible reasons for Miss Queen Bree to invite me to her legendary and, oh so exclusive, Party.
1. She just wants to be nice. Like, its a peace offer. As if
2. They want to shit me in any way. Its a possibility...
3. Someone pressured her to invite me. Yeah, seems plausible. Why though?
Rest of the day I did, what I did second best (after quitting school); doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.
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