The Silence Of The Broken

|part two

— Maeve —

Weekdays are never fun at all,Monday had dragged its ugly baggage and I needed to focus on writing a poem on my own as well as writing a poem or a short story depending on what we choose with that dweeb.

Today, we didn't have a choice but to try to do the assignment and get over it so we could get on with our lives.

Lunchtime was fast approaching and immediately the annoying sound of the bell reached my ears, I braced up to meet Eric and let him know, I hated his guts but I had no choice but to do this assignment with him and so he could either eat toenails or drink his ass I didn't care but as it soon turned out, he beat me to it.

"Hey, goth girl"

oh so that's what we are going with now huh?.

Goth girl... They couldn't even come up with a better tag. Dickheads.

" Dweeb"

"I like your hair today Maeve".

This was the first time she was calling my name and I liked the sound better coming from her. Weird right?

"Eww, look no body cares!. Yer two we have to do this assignment and trust me I don't want anything to do with yer or yer" he pointed a long nail at both of us, I kept on wondering what would happen if I snapped it.

" I'm out of choices, Mr dickface won't let me change group. So I say let's write a short story and get on with our lives"

I hated his accent as much as I hated his hair but the dweeb actually had a point.

" Yeah, sure dweeb. How would we meet to share ideas and get this going cause like 'yer' said
( I desperately wanted to laugh when his face turned red when I mentioned yer) we are out of options" I replied.

'if I may?" Eric and I stopped our glaring contest and looked up at her.

"We could meet up at that new park that opened just outside of sixth avenue,erm it's called stanzy I believe or we could individually see each other at our houses if that soothes the situation"

Now I notice it, Daisy does have an accent. British maybe.

" What! Individually? Wait our houses?. No fucking way man. I don't want any weirdo or creeps coming to my house. Look we'll do it at the park. End of story"

And with that he left. He didn't even bother to ask if we were ok with his out of the blue final decision or how we'd contact ourselves and shit. Stupid dickhead.

" Well, Soo the park it is then. I'll have to call you both to schedule time since we already know the place. " Daisy said and was walking away too.

"How would you get our numbers? "

I don't think she heard me because she didn't reply. I was feeling woozy and didn't want to go out to eat. I couldn't sleep in school, lest everyone would tag me crazy once the nightmare began so I placed airpods in my ears and looked at my notes.

The day ended quickly without a word from anyone especially from the wicked witches from hell. I was deep in thought as I stared at the car window, watching people and vehicle pass ours in a rhythmic pace but I wasn't really taking sight of my surroundings.

We were close to the house when my phone beeped with a text notification.

That's weird no one had my number, so who could be sending me texts. I was trying to calm my erratic heart beat when I finally picked up the phone and saw the text.

" I liked your shoes as well today." Awkward but I knew who it was instantly, while I sent her a smile emoji hoping that covered and eradicated any feeling of her expecting a real text from me.