"That" girl

Chapter 8

*a few weeks later*

So it turns out that Ella girl isn't so bad. I also have most of my classes with her, and we have started to talk. We mostly talk about how bad the orchestra is; I think we can both agree that the class as a whole sounds like dying sheep. Not that I've ever heard the sound of dying sheep, but that's what first comes to mind.

I don't think we could be called friends yet, more like acquaintances, but we still talk a lot. Well, to me it's a lot, considering how much I normally talk to others. Apparently, we have a lot in common. We both despise most of the school's population, and we both think everyone's an idiot.

Speaking of taking to people, that one Jack person has been taking to me more lately. He seems like a nice person, mainly because he likes to read, and that's a big deal for me. Besides the whole reading thing, he pays attention in class, and he's really not one of those igorant useless members of society. Ella is starting to get over the fact that Jack took her seat, but knowing her, she'll probably still be hostile toward him. If only she got to know him. 

I sound like one of those love struck idiots who's friend doesn't approve of the relationship. Just to clarify, the only relationship related thing between me and Jack will be shipping book characters. 

Ella seems to think otherwise. She keeps insisting that I should talk to him more often, but I keep insisting that there is, and never will be, anything between us. We are strictly book friends.

"Are you kidding me?" Ella says in a high pitched voiced. "You guys are practically perfect together, I mean come on. Lesbehonest," she giggled.  She's so persistent it annoys me sometimes. 

"No! How many times do I have to tell you?! There's absolutely nothing between us," I insist. 

"Mmhmm riiight," she says, with the look in her eyes, "it's my job as your friend to force you talk to your soul mate. It would make my job a lot easier if you just cooperated." She sounded exasperated, but the smile she was trying to stifle gave her away. 

Did she just call us friends? Were we friends? Did I actually have a friend that I agreed with most of the time? If we talk about boys, does that automatically make us friends? My life is twisted. I can't even identify a friend from an idiot. Not that Ella is an idiot, because she's the total opposite, but I don't even know if we are considered friends. I'll just go along with it; I don't want to get into an argument with her because that is basically asking to be verbally beat up by her. She is brutal when it comes to fighting for her opinion.

So I guess that's that. I have a friend who insists I talk to some guy who just happens to like books as much as I do.

I have a friend.