CRAWLING BACK
I skipped lunch. I realized a while ago that I didn't have any friends or anyone to at least talk to. The guidance sessions were over, she gave up on me. I'm no longer being forced to go to the tutoring session either, considering it was just wasting money. So I didn't have anywhere to sit at lunch, no place I could belong. So I went straight to the art room, like I had been doing for the last two weeks. Mr. Jekyll and Hyde doesn't eat lunch either, he likes to paint during this time. So I usually just sit in the room and wait for class to start.
Sometimes I sketch, but for the most part I find myself staring at the chipping wall. I swear, a new piece of plaster is missing everyday. I can't help but to notice since I no longer have to help Gavin and Lola doesn't talk my ear off anymore. But apparently Gavin gave her the boot. She doesn't look at him or smile at him or even attempt to walk near him anymore. It's sad how her love for him was crushed so easily.
Oddly enough the door to the art room opened. I was sure there was at least ten more minutes of lunch left and no one in their right mind would skip the last ten minutes of lunch. It was like the holy hour of school. Everyone has finished inhaling their food and now can socialize and catch up on the latest gossip. Which I seem to be apart of more often then not these days.
I was shocked to find Lola sitting across from me.
Lola: "I thought I'd find you here. I couldn't find you at lunch or the library so this was my next option."
She stopped talking as if waiting for me to say something.
Me: "..."
I didn't say anything.
Lola: "I'm sorry about the whole Gavin thing, sisters before minsters, right?"
She laughed a little but soon her mouth turned down in a frown as she looked at me.
Lola: "I should have stuck by your side. Evelyn is a bitch and turns out I was just wasting my breath with Gavin. I mean, as if anyone could actually like me. You're the only person I actually think liked me, even just a little bit. The truth was, I didn't have any friends last year. When I saw you and Evelyn I knew you were both new. I thought it might be easy to make you guys my friends. But Evelyn isn't the type of friend anyone should have."
Lola rubbed her face, heaving a sigh and then dropping her head down onto the paint splattered table. I wanted to say something, I wanted to tell her I did like her. I wanted to tell her to get over Gavin, he wasn't worth it. But I didn't.
Lola: "Can we be friends again?"
She looked at me with hope, how could I say no?
Me: "..." I nodded.
Lola: "Thank you, I missed you so much!"
She squealed and jumped over the table and quickly grabbed me in a hug. I sat limp in her arms and just let her squeeze me like those girls do in the movies. It was weird, yet oddly comforting. Ainsley used to like to do this a lot. Our other friends weren't all that into the hugging stuff, but we tolerated it for Ainsley. She liked to hug.
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SUPPRESSION •Complete•
Roman pour Adolescents"This would be a better story if I were dead." -Freya Sinclair ••• Suppression was never the key, that doesn't mean we didn't try to shove into the lock. @2014 all rights reserved Story is completed and is in the process of editing and then the chap...