My Neighbor

Seven - Luna is so cool!

I felt guilty as SHIT. Why did I have to slap him? He looked so shocked and hurt-
He didn't even do anything. I got angry with him for no reason at all.

Aw man... I messed up big time, didn't I?
I didn't go back to the language class. Of course!
The school had started just a few days back and already I had missed so many classes!
Mom will be really pissed.

I went to the park that I always went to when I had some thinking to do. It was near the school and was always filled with small kids. Small kids are so cute and so innocent. I love kids.

But a few are too honest, so honest.
Once a kid had asked me how many burgers I ate to get a big round ass. Oh she said she asked because she wanted em too. That was sweet but it hurt.

But kids are cute. They are chubby wubby bubby you just wanna squeeze them and bite their squishy cheeks and-
Sorry I think I sound cruel right now.

I just walked around looking at the kids playing and running around. I used to be like that once upon a time, running around, laughing and playing.. with Amy.
Such a snake.

I saw a little boy sitting alone drawing something in a book. I went and sat next to him. He looked at me and smiled.
"Can you be my model?"

"Model?"

"I want to draw pretty girls!" he chirped.
Atleast this kid finds me pretty!

"Alright! Make me more pretty."

"Sure milady!" he gave a bright smile.

I sat in front of him and he started drawing in his Sketchbook.

My Sketchbook!

I left my bag and sketch book in class. Great! Now I HAD to go back and get it.
Why didn't I think about it when I walked out of the school? I wanted to go bang my head somewhere but I couldn't move an inch.
The little boy was sketching something looking up at me now and then.

"There you are!" I heard someone let out a big sigh behind me. I turned around to see who it was.

Luna. Joe was standing next her.

"Your sketchbook and bag" she handed my weight less bag and the tiny sketchbook. I was SO THANKFUL to them. I didn't know how to show it though.

"Luna! Joe! Thank you so much! I- I was worried about going back and getting it-"

"Worried? For what?"
Ugh.

"Um.. nothing. Nothing at all" I smiled.

The little boy who was sketching me came to me with a 'woah' face.

"What's up artist?"

"Can I please have a look at that!?" he pointed at the tiny sketchbook in my hand.

"Sure! Why not?" I smiled and handed it over to him. He borrowed it carefully and ran back to the bench in front.

"Luna"

"Yeah?"

"How did you find me here?"

"Oh, Amy told me where you were."

"Amy? "

"The teacher asked us to return the bag to you and we didn't know where you were, so we asked Amy" Joe said.

"Oh. Thanks"
Yeah. She was the only one who knew where I go when something happens.

"You're welcome. But what are you doing here? "

"Um.. I needed to think about some stuff, stuff that has been happening in my life?"

"It be like that sometimes" Joe nodded his head.