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CHAPTER 6
Shoot! Our lunch.
I sit down in the second to last row, and guess who sits down behind me? That’s right; one Mr. Scott Guard. I pull out a book and bury my head in it to try and tell him I don’t want to talk right now. Well, that was half of it. The other half is that I was just too embarrassed for words. My eyes were all puffy and my hair was in knots. That didn’t stop him from talking though, nope.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asked worriedly “I didn’t see you at lunch and when I went to look for you, I saw your backpack but you weren’t there with it.”
He was looking for me? Wow, I can’t believe he was actually looking for me. I was thinking all of this and then he slid a note onto my desk. He was obviously done talking. I put the note in my pocket for later and started to pay attention in class. What class was I in? By the looks of it, I was in Human Biology.
I actually like the human anatomy and cells and all that jazz. It just takes me a while to learn it. By the looks of it, the first thing we will be learning this year is cells; the anatomy of it, the different types, and everything in between.
My brother thinks that I bury my problems in school work. I’d call him crazy, but, it’s probably true. I get tense and he’ll try to help by hugging me, holding me, anything to make me not stressed and it usually works. Sometimes though, I just have to read my English book, or even, do some math problems. Even though I hate math, I’ll do it anyways.
I couldn’t tell what was written on the board. I need glasses so badly. My brother says he will pay for them, but I refuse to let him pay for one more thing. The clothes that he buys me, and the food that I eat, that’s enough.
I finally tuned in to what the teacher was saying, and I jotted down the homework for that night. When the bell rang I went to gym. I tried to move around everybody, but for some reason they were being really slow. As soon as I got outside I knew that Scott was right behind me. He caught me by the elbow and made me walk at his pace.
“Why weren’t you at lunch? I was actually looking forward to this…” the hurt in his voice made my heart melt and I felt so guilty. “You’re my first friend in a long time, and I thought you actually liked me a little.” I look at him and I saw that there was a deep blush on his cheeks; I wonder if he likes me?
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