Chewing Gum

.22.

Mira POV

"Hey" Tasha whispered. "Wake up. You're gonna be late."

I pretended to be asleep so that I could stay in the warmth of my bed for just a few more minutes.

"If you wake you might have time for me to help you not look like garbage." 

I jumped out of bed and rushed into the shower. That girl really knew how to bait me. When I got out of the shower Tasha was holding a pair of black jeans that actually fit, boots, a black bomber jacket, and an ac/dc t-shirt. I had no idea I owned any of that. 

"The t-shirt is mine, don't get it dirty, wear eyeliner and some light makeup, put your hair into a ponytail, and wear this necklace." 

Tasha walked back into her room and slammed the door behind her. Her attitude may be terrible, but her fashion sense was the complete opposite. I followed her instructions and ran to school. As usual, I daydreamed throughout class, except this time was different. I kept thinking of Gwacha......

And how she kissed me. 

I was so rude to her last night. I had to make it up to her. But how? I couldn't even think properly. My stomach was filled with butterflies because of how nervous I was. Lunch time came, and I walked to the cafeteria. Except Gwacha wasn't there. And neither was Tasha.

Tasha POV

I gave Mira her instructions and walked back to my room. Today was not a good day for me. My head filled with thoughts of my dad. I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at my wall. I lost the ability to cry a long time ago. Mind you, I wasn't a sociopath or anything. I guess I had just been through so much that people like my dad were just part of every day life. I remembered how Mira had saved me. If I hadn't met Mira that one day, I wouldn't have been here.

-Flashback-

I was in fourth grade. I hadn't really known Mira then, but she was in our class. She was the type of person everyone wanted to be friends with. She was just so funny and nice and amazing. I remember that it was recess time and as usual, I'd climb this really tall tree in the back of the field and sit there and read. Except that day was different. The night before my dad had smashed  my favorite snow globe. I used to collect them. But that one was different. My aunt had given it to me when I was born. My mom left me soon after I was born. The only family I had was my dad and the lady who gave me the snow globe. I used to fantasize about how someday my aunt would come back for me. But my dad crushed it all. I can't imagine a time where I was mor mad at anything. I was sitting on my tree thinking about that, when I realized that I actually had nothing to live for. My dad crushed the snow globe, taking my hope with it. I was about to jump off the tree and end it right there when I heard a girl calling my name. 

"Hi!" Mira said.

I didn't reply.

"Do you mind if I sit up there with you?"

She didn't wait for a reply and started climbing the tree. We became best friends that day. Nothing could tear us apart, even after all these years.

-End Of Flashback-

I sighed and got up. I was hungry. I didn't bother to look in the fridge (I heard Mingyu come in last night, but I didn't stop him because Mira had the dream). So instead I made myself look presentable and started walking to this really good café. I got some coffee and just started walking. The sound of trees blowing in the wind made my mind go clear. I loved not thinking. The peace and quiet was just so nice-

"T-TASHA!" Gwacha screamed. She ran up to me. "What are you d-doing here?"

I was silent. Maybe she'd go away if I didn't talk. I kept walking. She kept following.

"It's o-okay if you don't want to talk to me. Most people avoid s-speds like me." 

I stopped and looked at her. "Gwacha. You're not a sped. Whoever called you that can come and deal with me. If you have any trouble, tell them my address." She smiled.

"Really?"

"Really."

We kept on walking. 

"Tasha."

"Hm?"

"I'm h-hungry."

I checked the time on my phone. "It's almost time to meet Mira at the cafeteria."

"No. I don't want to g-go there."

"Why not."

"Because ....... I'm in the mood for f-fish"

"Then come with me. I know this place with really good fish sticks."

A/N: 

Sorry if this chapter is trash. It's late and I'm tired. Sorry for the break we took. But we're back.

~Author Nim Cream