We were hanging out in a free
                              my new gang and i
                              me and the new gang still slightly separated as I settled in
                              when Pramya mentioned a new club they wanted to start
                              "what club?" i asked
                              "a poetry club"
                              oooooh
                              and i was already in my head looking through to find the 5 best non personal slightly emotional poems
                              i was already imagining myself performing
                              to a wondours crowd
                              of adoring fans
                              or some year 7's
                              and in the process s
                              so grately affecting my new friendship group
                              so even if this was a massive prank
                              to make me invest everything in this friendship group
                              so when they finally drop the act
                              ill be alone and very sad
                              but if they hear my poems 
                              they wont do that at all
                              yayyyyyy
                              
                              so ok
                              im a little insecure
                              they are very nice
                              similar interests
                              a lot better at small talk then I am
                              or maybe i'm just really bad at asking question
                              i just respond by relating it to myself
                              and expect them to do the same bacl
                              also like there's a girl in the group
                              whose got this gorgous brown hair
                              tortoushell glasses
                              and freckels
                              which i'm not great at thinking myself around
                              
                              "i just don't know who would want to come"
                              pramya says breezily
                              "i would" i say with a start
                              "really ?" she says
                              "definitely"
                              and we both smile at each other.
                              
                              notes
                              I like this poem, i didnt edit it, very tired, so much homework. im going to bed now :)
                              
                                      
                                          
                                   
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