18th Amelia

The Familiarity Of Your Face

15 minutes had passed since we stayed outside, looking at the skies. The stars we're seen tonight, really seen, if you look close enough, you could make a bazillion patterns of it. I really don't wanna go inside again, and listen to Monica Francen again, or get scolded by my sister for going outside, or seeing Xeno getting scolded by Isla.
And then it'll be my fault, and then he'll hate me, and ignore me, and i might end up in hell for that one thing i did.

Or maybe, I'm just overthinking things too much.

I thought of going out from the concert and go to a park instead.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
His phone kept ringing. He saw who it was from and i could see him cuss a word in silence.
Shit.

"Isla--" before he could even finish the sentence, he got knocked off by her. I could hear her yelling quietly from the phone.
I sighed deeply.

All i wanna do now is make a time travel, wishing i hadn't go outside with someone else's boyfriend.

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My alarm woke me up, i remember yesterday crystal clear. Right after he got scolded.
We went inside, and my sister scolded me for running off like that, making her worry, and most importantly, with someone else's boyfriend.
In conclusion, i didn't get a good night, except for 15 minutes of my life.

But i still needed to go to uni today, no matter what. I washed my face, comb my hair, and picked an outfit as usual.
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I can smell, pancakes? Sweet pancakes, and another smell, maple syrup. Fresh from Canada.
Maybe today's not gonna be so bad afterall.

I went running downstairs like i was a child at Christmas morning. "Morning, mom" i said, cheerily. She smiled.
I took the plate with the food but she stopped me.
"No, you're not" she said shaking her head. "Ally told me about last night".

Nevermind.

I groaned. She was eating while watching my TV.
"Tattletail" i muttered under my breath. "Wait. If I'm not going to have pancakes, what am i supposed to eat?".

"That's your own responsibility!" My sister yelled. I groaned even louder. My feet decided to take me upstairs to my room. I then shook it off.

The book Xeno gave me last night was still in my small bag, maybe i should bring it today. Incase life wants to break me piece by piece again.
I wish i could crawl out of the window so i could just avoid seeing them again.

I feel like an angst 14 year old.
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If you're asking me how school's going, it's....well, I'd rather listen to all the music genres i don't like.

For some reason, i don't see the two couples together, well this is something new. But i could feel it was all because of me. I could see Xeno, but I'm afraid to ask "what's wrong?" To him. Or any simple question relating to last night, honestly.
I just decided if i ignore it, it'll be fine.

Class started, and the professor walked in our class, i was sitting at my usual spot. The professor walked in with the principal though, and another kid.
"Hello, class. Mr. Dickson here, would like to introduce all of you to our new student" the professor said as he led the way for Mr. Dickson.
"Good morning, everybody. This is Oliver, Oliver Turner. He's a new student here, so be nice to him would ya'?".