I heard the jingling and clanking of a hundred bracelets and necklaces, and I knew who approached me. I also knew what she was going to do.
Pudgy hands slapped across my eyes. I sighed internally as my world went dark.
"Guess who?" She squealed. I was in no mood for her usual greeting today, preoccupied as I was.
"Zephyr........" Her name a sigh on my lips. I seem to be having so many of those lately. Pouting, my ever sunny and annoying best friend squished onto the tiny bench, making my side slam into the metal handrest. I didn't bother to move
"Ditching, Alex?" She asked.
"Yup." I didn't point out that she was, as well.
"Why?" She asked again. I can't believe it. Her curiosity actually sounded real.
"Because Mrs Willener is an old windbag," I told her. I didn't tell her my real reason.
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Wrote this during exams, actually, and I don't have any idea how to continue. Bah, whatever. I've no idea how to write about teenage angst anyway........................
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