Like A Light Switch // SLUMPTACIØN ØNESHØTS

•it wasn't meant tø be..•

• where sømeøne realizes their løve wasn't meant tø be
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|LeLe's p.ø.v|
It's been 47 minutes since me and my best friend, Stokeley have talked to each other. It's like he was ignoring me or something.

I've been wanting to talk to him about something for a while, it's just i haven't found the perfect timing to do so. He's been distant lately, almost as if he was hiding something. It's not fair, I just want to say a few things, is it that hard?

"LELEEEEEEE!" A loud, raspy voice yelled from across the hallway, it was the one and only Stokeley, well that was obvious. What the fuck typa name is Stokeley?

"Hiiiiii best frieeend!" I yelled back, running and hugging him. It's almost as if I was going insane without him, well I was, but we ain't gone talk about that.

"You seemed deep in thought." He said, looking down at me with a raised eyebrow.

"I was..I was wondering if we could talk?" I asked with hope in my voice. I clutched onto my binders and notebook as i waited for his response.

"Yea, make it quick though, i have to show somebody around, i think his name was like Josiah or jasheh orr-"

"Cool, so like i've been thinking-" i got cut off as a boy with black and blonde dreads walked across the hallway confused, catching Stokeley's attention. I wish he would give me at least five fucking minutes to let me speak.

"LeLe i gotta talk later, hope that's cool. AYE JOSIAH!" He said, giving me a shoulder bump before chasing after the boy. I stared at them for a moment as a pang was sent to my heart, almost as if i wanted to cry.

I sighed and started walking to my first period, Mrs. Jenkins. She was my favorite teacher by far, as she had a sweet smile, a nice attitude, and she actually cared about the students.

I opened the door and sat in the empty seat by the window. I grabbed my sketchbook and started drawing something random, which turned out to be a dying flower.

My attention rose as 5 people walked in laughing and having a good time, one of them being my enemy, Michaela Onfroy.

She was 5'3, rude, kind of chubby, and had the worse attitude if somebody did something to piss her off. I don't even remember why we were enemy's, but by the way she looked at me, i could tell that it didn't matter.

She walked in front of them, almost as if she called the shots, and sat at the desks near me, almost as if she wanted to taunt me.

Now that I seen their faces, it was Michaela, Donald, Stokeley, that one kid with the blonde and black hair, and Rahime. Michaela had said something and looked at me with a tilted eyebrow, then she smirked and said something else, causing the entire group to laugh, even..Stokeley.

"What's so funny?" I asked, putting my pencil down and looking at her dead in the eye.

"The fuck she talm to?" She said, looking around and snickering a little.
God i can't stand her.

"I'm talking to you, that's pretty obvious." I responded, furrowing my eyebrows and crossing my arms.

"Listen, i do not care who the fuck you are, turn around, ain't nobody worried about yo ass. Gahdamn." She said, rolling her eyes and having a bored look. But i could see behind that act, she didn't want to be that way. It was her pride making her stick to this.

So i just turned around and started drawing again, rolling my eyes and chewing my lip in frustration. I just want to understand what i did to her.

"Alright everyone, get your textbooks out and turn to page 486, we're behind a few lessons." Mrs. Jenkins instructed, grabbing her marker and writing a few things on the whiteboard. Hopefully this class goes well.