"Hey, can I sit here?"
"Sure."
"What is a girl like you doing alone in the library during lunch period?"
"I could ask you the same thing."
"I could always use being the new girl and not having friends yet as an excuse."
"And yet I saw you making plenty of friends during every single lesson."
"Jealous?"
"Not at all."
"You've been avoiding my question."
"What question?"
"Why aren't you in the cafeteria?"
"Didn't feel like it."
"Right."
"Look, I don't even know you. What did you expect?"
"That you would at least answer my question."
"I did."
"You know what I mean."
"I don't get you. I gave you your school tour, what else do you want from me?"
"Jeez, can't I just have lunch with you?"
"No, you clearly can't."
"Fine, be like that. I'll leave."
"And they said you'd be nice."
"I can still hear you!"
"I hoped so!"
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Short StoryElla has gotten to a point in her life where nothing feels certain. Her relationship with her parents has been getting worse and worse, she's been missing her old best friend more than ever and she hasn't really been feeling like herself. You could...
