![]() "Are you okay?" Pearl questions as she helps Ezra up. The tray ends up splashing on the girl who surprisingly is the same girl from first period.Īlexis and Pearl both let out a muttered 'Ouch' before standing up and walking towards Ezra and class girl. "Hey guys-" He doesn't get to finish the sentence before he collides with someone else, making him trip and drop his tray. "Your his bestfriend, find out what he wants and tell me." Pearl says smiling widely at me before looking at Ezra who is on his way to the table with a tray of food in his hands. "He'll like whatever you give him, don't stress it." Alexis states while I nod in agreement. "Ezra's birthday is on Saturday and I still don't know what I'll give him." Pearl groans, shoving her face into her hands.Īlexis and I look at each other before for looking at Pearl again. Alexis raises an eyebrow at me before writing down her notes. "Write down your notes, we have a test tomorrow." I whisper taking her hand away from my arm. But right not I'm trying to write down everything so that I can pass tomorrows test. Not that I don't like it or her because I do. ![]() The teacher walks in and soon Alexis is resting her head on my shoulder, poking at arm every once in a while. If you didn't know Im talking about sweet little ' cupcake'. I tell her I like her and the next day she's already flirting with someone else. I mutter a simple it's fine even though I know it's not fine. "Hey, sorry about earlier." Alexis says as she takes a seat besides me, taking out her text book. ![]() I look around a realize she is all the way in the back. I put my book back in my backpack and see that the girl already left to her seat. The bell rings and soon people start to walk into class. No need to be ashamed." She laughs making me chuckle. "It's fine, I read books like that all the time. Some girl just caught me reading a book I should not be reading in class. "Um hi." I mumble keeping my head high even though I wanna crawl into a hole right now. She clears her throat making me come back to reality. My eyes are met by a girl with blonde hair, bright blue eyes wearing black jeans and a black graphic shirt with a white turtle neck underneath. I look up to see who caught me in such a embarrassing moment. "Punk 57, I loved that book." A gentle bored voice says making me slam the book shut immediately. I'm sat at my seats reading the car scene. Not gonna lie Misha is hot, and no I'm not fruity. Thankfully no one is here yet so I just sit in my spot while reading a book. I slam my locker shut and make my way to first period. Valeria talks to Alexis about something about the beach, completely ignoring me. ![]() I should've gotten his phone number or picture or something.He could be gone forever.Or right under my nose, and I wouldn't even know it."Hey, about last night-" I get cut off mid sentence when Valeria- aka 'Cupcake' as Alexis calls her - appears besides Alexis with her face flushed in red. Did he die? Get arrested? Knowing Misha, neither would be a stretch.Without him around, I'm going crazy. I need to meet her.I just don't expect to hate what I find.RyenHe hasn't written in three months. Name's Ryen, loves Gallo's pizza, and worships her iPhone. Why ruin it?Until I run across a photo of a girl online. No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. She's the only one who keeps me on track, talks me down, and accepts everything I am.We only had three rules. Sometimes there's one a week or three in a day, but I need them. For the next seven years, it was us.Her letters are always on black paper with silver writing. Whether or not Eminem is the greatest rapper ever.And that was the start. ![]() And in no time at all, we were arguing about everything. My teacher, believing Ryen was a boy like me, agreed.It didn't take long for us to figure out the mistake. Thinking I was a girl, with a name like Misha, the other teacher paired me up with her student, Ryen. She misses me.In fifth grade, my teacher set us up with pen pals from a different school. Until we met." MishaI can't help but smile at the lyrics in her letter. ![]()
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