If Only (Book 1)

part 7

Warning: Drug abuse

It's lunch time, and as always Tzuyu has no one to sit with. She finds her regular table, and sets her trey down. She plays with her food but doesn't eat. She never eats at school, the food is disgusting. All she wants is for the day to be over.

"Hey, Tzuyu right?"

The girl from before sits in front of her, "yeah." she looks at the empty table, "do you always sit alone?"

"Pretty much."

"That's kind of hard to believe."

Tzuyu eyes Jennie, "why?"

"Well, you'd think that someone as pretty as you would have people begging to sit with them."

Tzuyu scoffs, "you're funny."

"Hey. It's the truth." The smaller girl smirks. Tzuyu then realizes that she's never seen her before. "Are you new?"

"Yeah, I just moved here from Korea."
Tzuyu was right about the Midwest thing.

"Oh. Me too! I moved here from Taiwan last month."

"Taiwan? How are you doing with the weather?"

"Uhm. I plan on having my funeral in a couple of weeks." She laughs.

They sit and talk for the remainder of their lunch period, and when the bell rings Jennie offers to walk Tzuyu back to class. "Oh no, you don't have to."

"I should. Wouldn't want you to get hit by another door."

"Hey, that was as much your fault as mine." Tzuyu frowns, and without even realizing the two girls are making their way to Tzuyu's music theory class. She self taught herself piano, but when she transferred they insisted on making her take basic classes. "Music theory? Fun."

"It's honestly not that bad."

"Really?"

"No, it's hell."

Jennie leans up against a random locker, "well, I should probably get to class, but I'll see you around?" Tzuyu smiles and nods before entering the music classroom.

Three and half hours of piano teachings later the final bell rings and Tzuyu is the first one out the door. It's not that she doesn't like school, she loves it, but she just wanted to move on from the basics. She had her first recital next week. Why did she need to take those classes?

On the way home, Tzuyu remembers the petite brunette that failed to show up on the roof yesterday. She wonders if she should worry.

When she arrives at the Lincoln Park apartments, Tzuyu hurries inside to finish writing the original piece for the recital on Thursday. She was surprised that she didn't feel nervous, then again, she probably won't feel anything until the day of.

Taking out a new carton of cigarettes, Tzuyu makes her way to her favorite spot in the corner, and again Sana is no where to be seen. That's the downside to having only one friend, when they're not around you have no idea what to do. Especially in an new city. She hopes Jennie could change that.

Five o'clock rolls around and the steel door flies open. "Long time, no see." Tzuyu says as Sana trots over to her. "Well, someone's happy," Tzuyu chuckles, but Sana's simply grins. "Life is good." Tzuyu races an eyebrow. "Oh really? Might I ask why?"

"My mom kicked William out."

"William?"

"My step dad." Sana answers as she reaches for Tzuyu's pack of Marlboro. She's surprised but doesn't stop Sana. Instead, she takes out her lighter and ignites the cigarette hanging out of the rarely cheerful girl's mouth. Sana takes a drag and blows the smoke out, but a gust of wind blows it back into her eyes. Tzuyu giggles as she watches Sana amusingly, "why weren't you here yesterday?"