Pencil Breaker

Chapter 6- Texting and Memories

WARNING: unedited!

Biking home was a really tiring process. Walking to my house usually took 30 minutes and biking was faster but I always thought I was just going to hit by a car out of the blue while I crossed the street. Yeah sure I checked both ways everytime but the feeling still didn't disappear.

I feel like... nothing really. I don't feel happy or sad or even excited. As I cross streets and check both ways I plan out ahead what I'm going to do when I get home. 

I still need to walk Hiro when I get back and that always took about 45 minutes to loop around the neighborhood. After that I guess I would eat a snack, watch some random shows until dinner and then do homework and study like always.

I look at my watch as I stop at a street, 3:30.

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Needless to say I got home in about 15 minutes. I walked Hiro, my Akita and munched on some food. 

But after that, after that I was lying on the couch, sighing.

Ping

Hellooooooooo where are you? Are you lost somewhere in the woods? -Michelle

No lol just thinking I guess -Mai

What the hell are you thinking about now? -Michelle

idk -Mai

I don't know what I was thinking about, I really dont. Maybe I was just lying there with an empty mind. I turn my head to the right and look at the bookshelf far away next to my piano. I scroll my eyes through the piles and stop at a thin blue book. My middle school year book.

Ping

I look away from the yearbook and at my phone.

Heyyy you wanna meet up on Saturday? -Gwen.

Yea sure, I wanted to talk to you about something! 0.0 -Mai

Ping Ping

:3 when you're ready tell me, take your sweet time missy -Michelle

Hey, it's Andrew -Andrew

I see his text as I scroll down and I read it over and over. Why now? Seriously?

I toss my phone at the armchair and turn around, facing the couch. My mind started to think about useless things. 

Who was that model? Were they actually official? How did they even meet? I mean, he did have like 3 girlfriends in 8th grade. Should I even text him back? Should I be casual and text him back later saying I didn't see it? The possibilites were endless.

I turn back around and stare at Hiro who was resting comfortably on his giant bed. What would it feel like to be a dog? I mean all she had to do was eat, sleep, poop and then it starts all over again. She didn't reallly have any worries.

I make myself get up and I grab my phone.

Hey! what's up? -Mai

I sigh. Okay from now on, no sad thoughts about the past. No thinking about the past at all. I needed to focus on the present and the future. I take a deep breath and try to let go of everything that happened with Andrew.

hey remember what you said about the pencil breaking? -Andrew

Are you fucking kidding me?

Yea, why? -Mai

Ping

Remember when Jackie always ate my food lol -Andrew

Really? What the fuck. Why would you bring that up. Yeah she ate your food so fucking what? I huff and ignore the text compeltely. Even though I've only talked to him once. I am going to stay away from him for my sanity and so I can focus on my freaking grades.

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I never replied to him and I'm glad I didn't. It would've just dug a deeper hole and made me more angry.

"wait wait wait, WHAT happened afterschool?" Carrie exclaimed.

I sigh "Well Andrew came up to me and when I brought up the pencil breaking he didn't even remember it so I just dropped it" 

"That... what a douchbag!" Michelle yelled.

"Well... it just means that it wasn't as important to him as it was to me" I laugh.

"Whelp" I say as I look at the time "I need to get to art, second semester I can't be late for the first time!" I smile.

"Have fun drawing and painting without is" Carrie yells.

I rush through the hallways and walk down the stairs into the basement of the school.

As I step into the classroom there's only one person with a black jacket sitting at the table. I guess I'm a little early.

I set my bag down on the giant table next to his, causing him to turn around.

"Hey!"

Look who it is "Hey Micheal, you like art?" I raise my eyebrows.

"I'm ok with it but I need the credits" he laughs.

I pick up my bag, moving it to his table and sit down.

"How's school so far?" 

"Great, cool. All the teachers seem pretty nice" He shrugs.

"Mai?" A voice outside says.

We both turn around to see Andrew smiling, leaning on the door.

"You're in this class too?" He smiles while walking in.

I give up, I can't avoid him.