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Fighting an inter-dimensional monster and finding a girl with superpowers definitely wasn't how Skylar intended her evening to go - but if it kept her out of the house, she was all for it!
"All I did was join the AV Cl...
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SKYLAR HELD OUT the jumper that Lucas had given her the previous year, gazing at it with sadness. Stopping herself from remembering everything, she quickly stuffed it back into her dresser with a sad smile, choosing a different sweater that was adorned in red triangles.
She tucked the sweater into her flared jeans, pulling on her converse and swinging her messenger bag over her shoulder, looking at herself determinedly in the mirror. Reflected back at her was a girl with tired eyes and a half-hearted smile. A girl with a burn on her palm and a permanent throbbing through her skull which she had been able to ignore.
Tearing herself away from the smooth glass, Skylar clunked down the stairs, downing a glass of milk before yelling a goodbye to her mother, who had still not risen. When she didn't reply, Skylar let out a sigh, fiddling with the ends of her sweater and opening the door, tucking the keys around the loop in her jeans.
Children from assorted houses on the neighbourhood were also leaving for school, their parents kissing them goodbye on the cheeks and handing them a neatly wrapped brown bag, surely filled to the brim with treats and snacks. Skylar looked dejectedly at her own flattened sandwiches wrapped messily in foil that she had made hastily that same morning after waking up half an hour late, and eventually shrugged.
Who needed sandwiches when you had superpowers?
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"How are you this late," Mike chuckled, holding a rotting stick beside him, "Even Dustin was here twenty minutes ago, and he missed everything!"
"You're just annoyed that you're up to your knees in filth and I'm not," Skylar grinned, kicked the edge of a trash bag with the edge of her shoe, "I think I consider my tardiness a blessing today."
"Today?" Mike snorted, "You've been late everyday this week! Do you like, not understand how an alarm clock works, or something?"
"No, no, I know how they work," Skylar fired back, flinching as a cockroach scuttled out from below her, "The thing is, I don't care."
While their words with harsh, their tones were light, and it was a much preferred difference to the previous year, when the pair had hated each other.
"That was the bell!" Lucas called, his tone slightly bitter, "Are you two gonna stand there all day chatting, or what?"
"God, Lucas, why are you so cranky today?" Mike sighed, as they all started walking towards the building. Max sent Skylar a knowing look, and Skylar frowned slightly, looking at her untied laces.
Lucas said nothing, only sending Skylar a hurt look before storming ahead, leaving Max, Mike, Dustin and Skylar to watch after him balefully.
Sitting in science was lonely, since Will still hadn't arrived and Lucas seemed unwilling to talk to them, sat stiffly in his chair and occasionally turning around to make eye contact with Skylar, before spinning around again and avoiding her.
