Who's going to keep me company during lunch? Oh, right! My 3 best friends other than Edward! Silence. Loneliness. Misery.
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No one understands me. My dad is in Russia, MIA. My mother is always away. My sister is in Canada. And me? I was left in Bronx, New York, about three year ago, most of the time alone. I moved to a small town named Edgewood soon after.
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Everyone in school has friends. They have lives. I'm just the nobody.
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I walk to History, so excited to learn about the history of Florida. Who cares? We don't even live in Florida. But oh well. Guess who's not here to cheer me up?
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I sit in my seat, next to the forever empty desk next to me. Or so I thought....
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"Class, we have a new student today! Please welcome Lawrence Williams. He comes from California, a long way from here. Please make him feel welcome!" Ms. Sweetay enthusiastically rambles on, so I tune her out.
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"Jade Lillian?"
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"Yes?" I reply to the teacher, snapping back to the present.
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"I'm assigning you to be Lawrence's guide. Show him around, give him an overview of what we've learned, and so forth. Is that alright?" She smiles at me. She's always been my least favorite teacher.
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"Do I have a choice?" I ask sourly.
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She puts a finger on her chin, as if that actually requires thinking. I've always been her least favorite student, so it's mutual. Then she replies, "I'm afraid not. Lawrence, you can have a seat next to Motormouth. That would be Jade."
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The class erupts in laughter and I feel like stabbing Ms. Sweetay's ugly shoes.
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No... This "Lawrence" is going to sit in Edward's seat! I look up at Ms. Sweetay, who is looking right back at me. She knows I want to protest. But I keep my ‘motormouth’ shut. What was I gonna say? 'Don't let him sit in my dead friend's chair'?
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I finally look at Lawrence for the first time. He looks... Decent. Kinda goth, if you ask me. But you didn't ask me.
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Goth like me.
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All black clothes, tall, slightly pale skin, jet black hair with icy blue eyes. It's very obvious that he has an attitude, though. I can already tell...
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This might just be a terrible year or a great one... Well, obviously terrible without-—you got it: Edward.737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm4ZCLcf3IH
