Dylan's PoV:
Today, I woke up not feeling well physically. Perhaps mentally too, but let's keep that at bay for the meantime.
Staying home like any ordinary kid would do while being ill isn't really an option for me.
I'd rather go to school than stay home listening to my parents bickering and fighting like always.
That's one of the reasons actually as to why I was excited for owning a car; I could leave and drive myself around to whatever place, not having to stay locked in these thin walls that echo their shouts all the damn time.
When I got into school, I tighten my hold on my jacket to prevent the chilly air from pinching my skin with its coldness and walk slowly to the halls, while a headache forms on the way.
Breathing in huge chunks of air, I reach my locker noticing my friends already waiting for me beside it.
Alex is chuckling while Scott slightly pouts and then I hear Cole's voice telling them to knock it off.
Standing next to Cole, is a bored looking Lexi, going through her phone, like this was the last place she ever wanted to be at.
When they notice me coming their way, Scott and Alex stop whatever teasing they were doing, Cole just smirks and we have our bro-handshake moment.
Then, when I approached Lexi for a hug and a quick kiss on the lips she steps back from me with a disgusted expression apparent on her features while shaking her head.
"Sorry babe, but you're not looking good" She justifies and I nod my head in agreement. Who would want to hug, let alone, kiss a sick person?
When the first three agonizing lessons were over, I could finally drag myself out of the boring classroom of history class into the cafeteria.
To be frank, I've been zoned out for the entire day, the words leaving the teachers' mouths bouncing off as gibberish to my ears, when it did nothing to enrich me with information; only furthermore increasing the severity of my torturous headache.
Shaking my head, coming to school was a complete waste of time.
Like you had anything better to do.
The voice in my head roasts, and I chuckle at my subconscious' witty comeback.
Nonchalantly walking through the crowded halls to the cafeteria, I suddenly bump into someone, sending a hefty amount of books flying off in all directions, laying sprawled out on the tiled floors.
"Ouch" comes the gentle wince of the girl I had collided with, and to my utter shock, it's non other than Sophie Edwards.
She seems taken aback when she realized it was me who she bumped into, and her lingering gaze quickly lowers to the ground, focusing on the scattered books.
When I bent down gathering her books that I helped knock off her arms, she opens her mouth to protest.
"Oh, there's no need. I can get those" She dismisses my help, but I decide not to relent and continue on gathering her possessions.
"It's actually my fault, I wasn't watching where I was going" I confess honestly. In all truth, it isn't my brightest day if you can tell.
She shrugs off my apology "it's cool. Are you ok though? Not to sound insensitive, but you look kind of pale" She asks delicately, as if terrified I might scream in her face for being concerned with my wellbeing.
"I'm fine, thank you" Lies.
Noticing all her books are back safely in their rightful previous place; her hands, she stands up hurriedly and flashes me a small smile before saying "Have a nice day" and then disappearing into the massive crowd.
Dusting myself off, I make my way into the usual table, where my friends have already taken their assigned places.
"Hey guys" I call once I plop down tiredly into the seat next to Lexi, Cole not afar from my seat, the three of us facing Scott and Alex.
"Hey" they all respond in monotonous voices, as each picking at their own food.
A few moments of forks and knives clacking noises are disturbed when a familiar face appears next to us.
"Hi guys" Kira -I think her name is- pulls out a seat next to Cole and sits down.
(Kirað))
Same girl? Seen with Cole more than once? That's pretty much next to impossible.
Alex and Scott both greet her with friendly expressions, offering her huge welcome smiles on their beaming faces.
I take a brief peek at Lexi, finding her scowling at the new attendee, sporting a murderous glare.
"Is there something wrong?" I ask her with a hushed tone, in hopes of figuring out what's bothering her, and she just shakes her head no and I decided to let it be.
(Lexið))
Lunch time consisted of Cole and Kira having a playful conversation with Kira giggling loudly at whatever Cole was telling her; which resulted in Lexi stabbing the poor innocent helpless vegetables every time Kira giggled.
I really don't understand the bad blood between the two, or at least from Lexi's side. I just hope this doesn't go back to some elementary sleepover or a middle school crush that caused a rift between the two.
The bell ringing sent me on a tight mission, skipping my way hastily to the nurse's office.
I couldn't stomach any more of the exceedingly long boring classes, that only caused harm more than good to my worsening situation.
Returning home early would be an actual hell, hence why I'm aspiring to spending the remainder of the day in the quiet library where I could have some peace of mind.
Reaching the nurse's office, I tell her about my condition and how ill I'm feeling, and since the remaining lessons aren't mathematics or science related, she seemed keen on giving me the slip to just go and sit in the library; in which I was extremely thankful for.
Opening the doors of the well air conditioned room, I'm met with instant soothing warm breeze. Taking a random chair out, I settle with not much to do.
But that's ok, silence isn't bad when all you're used to is loud screams.
I play with my fingers at the wooden table, when in the distance emerges a light brown haired girl, roaming around the shelves, in constant looking for a book to jump off a shelf and pique her interest.
She seems totally oblivious to the outer world, engrossed indefinitely with her own little world.
After several moments of searching, she finally picks up a book that might seem the one, she skims through the pages, scrunching her eyebrows in confusion, before a cute pout forms on her luscious lips, and she put the book back in its place like it stung her or something.
It is too late before I catch myself grinning at her sweet gestures. I shake my head off and force myself to look away, busying myself with the suddenly interesting designs of the carpet.
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A/n:
Omggg, they're the definition of cuteeeð
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