~Chapter 5 Turkeys, Skatecrashes, and Bullies~

                                    

                                          
A/N Hi-hi! I just wanna say that I was gonna finish this one by March! I made sure to make it very long too! I have big announcements at the end so watch out!
Simon's POV
I saw a small chipmunk kneeling into her locker from a distance. Her pencils, chapstick tube and glue stick began to roll right out of the pastel green locker. I would help her if she wasn't already practically done. 
A strange sort of squeal after a choke of breath was released. 
Hmm... Hiccups.
I heard her curse under stifled breath. Nothing major really, she simply said 'darn'.
I ran next to the opposite side of her locker's door. She couldn't see me, It wouldn't be a good scare if she did. I wasn't scaring her for any bad reason. It was only the easiest way to stop hiccups.
She closed her locker and slammed it softly, may I add. "Boo!" She actually screamed and threw her books. I grabbed multiple of the heavy textbooks. When I had finally gotten back up and recovered the many books she had managed to carry I turned to her.
"Oh, Simon! Why would you do that?" She frowned, looking quite distressed. I felt a pang of guilt in my chest while scratching the back of my head with a nervous look. 
"M-My apologies! I simply wanted to scare the hiccups out of you." I expounded in a bit of a nervous tone. And just off we went walking towards... Wherever she was going.
"Hey shouldn't you be heading to class?" She turned her head towards me and gave me a questioning look.
I groaned and shook my head in affliction. "I wish!" Wisps of brown hair began to fall out of her incredibly messy bun.
I handed her my new schedule, they had changed it due to my grades. They must have really been sick of it! I'd do the same if I saw a student's grades so different.
"This is so cool Simon!" Her eyes brightened from her impression. I retrieved the paper from her hands. 
"How is this 'cool'? I can't go to class anymore!" My arms fell to my sides and I sighed in defeat.
"You have three free periods!" She grabbed my arm excitedly and giggled.
If I weren't so upset I'd pay more attention to her adorable bounce. 
"Oh, don't remind me!" I cover my ears in misery. 
"Simon! Anyone could consider this highly impressive!" She continued, her soft voice sounding like a smooth murmur through my muffled ears. "Especially since we just started our sophomore year."
"I know, but I... I still want to get to class." I uncovered my ears.
It was only a moment that I had noticed that I had made her smile. I know it was something small. Something no one would care about. Something Alvin would pretend he'd done to get a good grade. (There is proof of that too). But to me it felt like so much. Seeing her happy even for a second, simply made my heart skip a beat.
"What's wrong?" I can't help but ask.
"I-uh nothing important." She gave me a fake smile for comfort. Yeah like hell that's gonna fool me.
"Just tell me, I'm your best friend. It's clearly bothering you a lot."
"Well... I guess there is something." She hugged the books to her chest while walking a little slower. She fidgeted with her fingers.
"It's- it's about dreams. Well more like nightmares." She corrected herself then slid her brown hair by tucking it behind her ear.
She hadn't answered so I had spoken up. "Not to be intrusive or anything but what about?"