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*I walk in first hour, and OH MY GOD my morning schedule was so fucked up. My Dad yelled at me for brushing my teeth at the last minute in the dark… then I had to run up with rowley just to get in the highschool right before they stopped giving us free lunch. Ran up to my classes etc etc.
I walked into math and as I sit bored in my seat. she is there, waiting patiently with a smile. Looking at me. She starts to cough slightly before talking to me, clearing her throat
“Hey.. Greg.. How are you feeling?”
Ok that’s kinda weird? it’s almost like she prepared to say that, I look at her and give a simple
“Fine I guess.”
I should’ve just went how I usually do with bell work. doing it all on day one but I forgot to do that yesterday.
I look in my empty pencil bag and see nothing. But somehow.. I guess she senses this!?
she immediately pulls out a new light teal pencil bag she owns and gives me some newly sharpened pencils from it. all with erasers and having the same light teal color.
all her pencils are pretty new, having the same feel to them. that’s weird. i just look at her, try to crack a smile
“thanks!” Trying to sound grateful,
trying to make them bug me less. I don’t know what’s up with it but something felt off right now, I couldn’t tell what it was. Probably just her weird vibe.
before I even started to write on my bell work
GRETA grabbed my wrist and said “h- hey- do you need any help?”
I looked at her kinda shocked but told her “yeah sure.” And gave her my paper. I guess I should make some use out of her if she’s willing to do it all for me.
i just go onto my phone to waste more time, checking Holly’s Snapchat story and looking at old photos until 6 minutes later i feel her tapping on my shoulder, each tap staying a second longer and slightly more force then the last.
I turn back to her, almost muttering “what!” Under my breath… and she completed the two weeks worth of bell work.. I look at her blinking slightly- that fast!? Well her handwriting is chicken scratch but damn that was awesome, I just have to erase it and rewrite it with my own handwriting
“oh thanks” I mutter, trying to sound like I really didn’t care. I mean I was honest I don’t think really care that much actually right?
She smiled in a certain way.. a way i couldn’t describe
“Your w- welcome! I’m always there for my friends!” She says in a prepared tone, giving a soft smile. ok weirdo
“Oh… thanks?” I say to her, I decide to ignore her the rest of the hour even though she continues trying to get my attention
After 4 trips to get hand sanitizer the bell rings, Greta immediately run-walks to me in class and says “see you at lunch!” And walks away excitedly..
Fuck, you have to be kidding me. forgot I promised her that… well if I don’t go she’s just gonna bother me all 6th hour.. plus sitting with her is kinda enj-
Errrrrrrrrrr
I walk straight into second hour, looking at rowley with a few bags of fruit snacks on his desk, well well well
“Can I have one dude?” I ask him
“Uhhhh no, I’m giving these to someone” rowley said to me, that’s really odd
Whatever language arts class lasted a couple hours, no a few weeks. It was doing some work on some Russian hunter that hunts humans or something..
I gaze off and look at holly for most of the hour as rowley copies my hand writing like a printer
“Greg you good today? Seems like your stressing about something?”
Does it look like that!? Whatever I just said “my math grade’s been shit and uhhh I need to take with my tutor at lunch”
yeah tutor, I don’t know how much of that excuse I can use for my new friend- that one girl i me.
“Hmm? Well if you need help, just give me a few zebra cakes and I’ll try to learn it at home.. then like teach you it?”
“A few!? Really pushing your luck there man”
I checked my phone and told rowley’s fat ass to block the teacher from viewing me, which worked for a bit as I scrolled on Snapchat, checking every girls snap and the time
Errrrrrrr
Art is downstairs and I rush over there, Angie is actually here today so it felt like it lasted a few minutes
Mr Yazhill kept praising me as “the most artistic person in the class” even though my art is shit
“Hey Angie is my art good?” I ask her, she would probably be honest to be me
“Ehh it’s not bad, pretty alright, like 7.86362017562855259355934/10”
Alright, I’ll ask other students later about it and- OH YEAH, I keep a drawing from outside my folder to show-
ERRRRRRRR
I skip as I walk to lunch, today just seems pretty peaceful now and I can’t seem to think of why, the lunch room can really be divided into two halves near the circle in the middle. I usually sit near the right half.
But as I get in the third line (which is near the left half) there she is sneaking up behind me
“Oh- hey Greta!”
She smiles and waves
“hey!…” she pauses for a second “your backpack is unzipped, and your left shoe has a developing hole on the top”
That’s a weird way to introduce yourself?
“Ok.. thanks for noticing” I zipped up my backpack, making sure to give them a smile soon they felt like they helped.. and stop bothering me with more chances to help of course
We have a slight awkward silence as we get through the lunch line, they had some shitty little Caesar’s pizza, you see Greta checking something in her pocket before she decides not to pull it out
I asked her how her day is going because she seems like she wants to talk but isn’t for some reason She smiled as I asked that and said “it’s been good”
We both sat at our table- not my table I’m just sitting here temporarily for them, it was pretty awkard so I asked
“Got any friends”
“No”
Oh well maybe siblings-
“No”
Ok? Damn she’s actually alone.. it’s too awkward I should change the subject. “So Greta.. you enjoying your lunch?”
“Yeah I am Greg, thanks for asking”
After a while she asks me
“so what are you doing after school?”
I usually just sit around my room doing nothing or have rowley come over
“Umm I don’t know.. homework I guess.” I don’t actually have anyone homework but I don’t want to tell them I’m just lazy
“OH! I can help you on that!” She pulls out her phone and creates a contact with my name “Here write down your number!”
I reluctantly grab her phone and write down her number, I give her phone back. I see from the corner of her eye she starts a contact then messages me
“Alright! Create a contact of my number!” She seems more alive since i did it so I decide why not.
After I do that Greta suddenly wraps her arm around my shoulder getting all close and takes a selfie
“Here! Both of us can have a matching photo for our contacts!” She is so jittery about doing this so I decide why not, it would make them happy
WHICH would mean they would bother me less that’s why I want them to be happy so I decide to use the picture of her in the selfie as my contact picture and she did vice versa
She was pretty eager to do this and seemed like she wanted to do something, as soon as I get done eating she takes my plate and throws it away from me. But before she gets to speak the bell rings for lunch
“Hey! Wait up!”
“Sure, what is it?”
“Will you call me after school?”
Ughhh knowing what I’ve seen of them these past days they will probably try to drag it on for multiple hours but
“Sure”
Was making someone smile worth it even if it was gonna be annoying later? I don’t know but we can talk about it further
Near the end of social studies she reminded me again, I made sure she didn’t cause a scene or whatever so I told her I would do it the minute I got home