You met her in 9th grade, she was reading Tere Liye and wrote some notes with the tip of 2B pencil. That girl ended up being your chairmate on your 10th grade. The boy in front both of you wanted to make some convos but the fact that you were in the same junior high school so you thought there's no need to introduce yourself again.
On the other day you brought To Kill a Mockingbird book while your chairmate read some stories on wattpad so both of you know how sucks it is being a junior in senior highschool that you need to spend time to read something rather than to learn something.
This one girl wearing a glasses came to your table, introduced herself as in she needed to show how easy she was to get a new friends, she also asked you about the book you just read.
Her chairmate who is a graduated student from one of the best junior high schools just sit down oh her chair. Who knows that girl ended up being your chairmate in 11th grade until your 12th grade and you marked her as a 2.0 chairmate.
As you walked down the complex to get to home alone, someone screamed your name then you introduced yourself to her personally approaching her like she's a rabbit in your yard who could run off any second, hiding back in it's hole. She asked you to get home using a public transportation together. And you get confused how could this one person willing to approach a quiet, awkward, weird girl on her freshman year. Little did you know that day is the reason you become friends.
When that craft and chemistry assignments are fulfilled your head and somehow that tears could come at any second, that girl texted you at 8pm told you how sucks the assignment was and told you a story of a mother who was almost ignoring their daughter for a night because of school assignments.
Every morning you have to come by to school at 6am because you can't make your dad come late to his office. Then you realize there always this girl with her black long hair came early as morning as you are who always hum that song beautifully in the morning until the break period of school. She accompany you to wait for the other students who usually come at 7.
On the last day of school you and the 6 of them packs a giant goodybag that fulfilled with the books in a need return them into a library.
They're no longer buried, they're no longer a ghost, they're waking dreams painted into a wide constellation.
~Chaessiopeia
one ordinary girl just met 6 ordinary girls and make an extraordinary moments.
