It just felt right because It was unnecessary drama.

Condom(8)

The air felt different. The air was quiet. Everybody had just stopped talking about the chaos that once was like wildfire spreading everywhere. Now it's just history.

Did I feel anything?

Maybe a little weird on the inside.That I thought Miranda crying face was cute. Mark's expression of laughing made his face just look ugly to me. I was considering getting my eyes checked but I would have to explain to the doctor why I wanted to get my eyes checked. The ophthalmologist would refer me to a psychotherapist which I already was visiting since I was a hormone imbalance kid that had a knack for bloody gore stuff that would likely make my mother and some people around me sick. I even consider that my glass was underpowered since I was told by the Optometrist that once if was glasses were underpowered my eyes would likely play tricks on me. I got my glass checked and it was in its prescribed power.

I was slightly weird with myself. I thought maybe I like Miranda crying face because I had a twisted temperament. I tried not to think about it a lot.

It was 3 weeks later. It was assembly time. Since Miranda had dropped the class after the exams. Miranda had an assembly near the greenhouse.

Lia was doing her homework as she was rambling about the tuition mate not doing theirs as she has to do the homework for them while I was trying to write a story about a vampire child and her human twin sister.

Lia was done with her tuition homework. She was far from done with her rambling on her mate on how they were using her and not respecting her at all. In the first place, it was her fault for being disrespected.

'Those imbeciles don't respect me at all, whenever they are given essays to write, the very second the teacher leaves the room, they throw me their books and bunk the class and just before the teacher arrives back from his 2 hours break they would return. In return for my work, they would buy my favourite manga. When the teacher applauded them, they don't even give the slightest gratitude to me. I get it, the manga is the price of doing the homework but I would like a decent verbal thank you rather than promoting me around to others who do other classes' essays. It so tiring when I get treated like a machine without break. '

'In the first place, I won't even do their essay even for my love of writing essays or manga. Dude, for crying aloud, it is your fault. For manga, you do others' homework. Then you get mad when you're being promoted around to others. It is your fault for creating such a service and what is the big deal of wanting a decent verbal thanks when the price of your service is a manga? Be real, once you receive the prize of your service, the service you gave them is theirs to be applauded for even if you're the writer. Selling your brain for a manga is very cheap. There are times when I am jealous of your vocabulary and grammar. You're being treated like a condom. A good brand of condoms gives great service in preventing pregnancy but in your case it the preventing others from their brain usage by making more fools while condom manipulates the pregnancy rate. Now shut up as I tried to destroy the bloody supernatural kin of Danielle Dennis Ann. Turning myself into a book character is so stressful but it fun.'

'You just call me a condom.'

'Yes, I did.'
In all the words I said, did condom only take your attention?

'Your so vulgar, all you care about is sex, your such a lowlife. I hate that about you. You are a poison to my brain. Just get lost and get ruined.'

Yes, I am a pervert, there is no doubt about that but I am being a poison and going get ruined. I assumed puberty is making her imbalanced. I have always been a person with a weird colourful choice of words. She is well aware of it, never once did she call me poison or vulgar. It was new to me. Since I was a child of abuse and my mother was also abused as to result in she was open when it came to sexual and mental health. I lost my attention to writing my story so I took and kept it in my bag.

'Your choice of words is blunt, Lia. I love that about them but it's new to me that you calling me vulgar. I have used the word condom abundant of the time. You have only told me to make metaphors and analogies that would make sense in general to all around me. '

'I meant what I meant, you are cheap and vulgar, 3 weeks ago, you gave the perfect example, don't you agree?'

'Not going to deny it but why wait 3 weeks to call me names when you should have done it then and get it out of you.'

'I thought you will come to terms with you doing something bad but you never did. You screw your friendship with Miranda just to tell Mark, you are sick of him and no longer want to be his friend.'

'You still remember the incident where Miranda pushed me and to prevent myself from falling on my butt, I placed my elbow on the stone bench to hold me but instead, my elbow landed hard on Mark's penis and that guy gave the girliest shriek a guy could give. I felt my elbow touch something soft and hard. I was standing with my side facing Miranda and she spin me before pushing towards Mark I wanted to avoid falling on Mark I tripped myself. All she did was laugh at what she did why I got up and dusted my tracksuit as I gave a string of profanity. Mark covered his penis and whine in pain while I broke into laughter when I came conscious of Mark's shriek.'

'What about that incident, you told me about that as you were plotting to mutilate your elbow while you were washing your hands up to your elbow and I managed to convince you, not to do that.'

'As much I wanted to wring Miranda but I was somehow as at ease knowing I just hurt a guy that I believe I was crushing on. It felt good but I know I am not supposed to feel good about hurting people in any situation. I apologize later to him after P.E class. I even told the guy to visit the doctor if he felt pain or any discomfort later while peeing or anything. He cringed in discomfort about what I told him. But knowing the guy always complains about me hitting him and it hurts. Knowing myself, my elbow hit him hard.'

'That it goes, not only are vulgar, you are a player, crushing over a new guy every year. I am sick of you. How can you be so comfortable telling a guy what to do with his organ? It is just a normal thing for you. That is it, you and I are over. THAT IS IT, YOU AND I ARE OVER. Just go away. I'm over with you, can't you just change? I don't want to see you. From elementary school to junior high school, you have always had a dark, twisted, vulgar personality. Each time we fought at elementary we come around soon because it was just a foolish misunderstanding about something we like in common. I would like the bright side of that character but you would like that character dark past.'

'Fine... But sorry, I can't do that.'

'Excuse me.'

'You and I are in the same class, so if I go away now, we will still see each other.'

'I meant it, we are over.'

'Yes I am not deaf but you sit opposite me in class, it's not like I am invisible to be not seen.'

I wanted to cry when Lia said we were over, we were best friends, well at least that's what I called us. Yes, we had slight misunderstandings most of the time when it came to our liking. I found comfort in the dark while she found comfort in the light. I was smiling the whole time after assembly just to avoid crying into a broken mess. First, it was my father, then my mother and now Lia. I know I did bad to Miranda but all I did was just say that I didn't want to be her friend. I just can't be friends with Sunshines, Miranda was a beautiful Sunshine while Lia was my light that made my moon sparkle.

For the next 8 months of school, I spend it all alone mostly at home since I felt alone at school but I also felt alone at home so I took comfort on the Internet.