Lunch is here! I gather my belongings and shove it all into my bag. I'm just about to walk out of the class when HE calls me. Ugh.
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"What do you want Lorunt?" I ask, vexed.
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He looks at me with a straight face. Is he annoyed? Amused? Confused? Ugh, who knows? 659Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJf33LFUR5I
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"It's Lawrence. And who is going to lead me to the cafeteria? You are my guide," he says with a smirk.
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I roll my eyes and I feel like kicking him, but instead I say, "There's something called 'asking around'. But since I guess you can't achieve that much, follow me."
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I swivel around, my long, butt-length, black hair with purple highlights smacking him in the face. I quickly walk to the cafeteria, trying to lose him, but he somehow manages to push through at my speed. I get in line and buy my food, avoiding him.
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I sit at my usual table, half-expecting Edward to plop his butt down right in front of me like he always did. But he doesn’t. I don't need to tell you that. But you know who did? Mr. Attitude. I didn't think he'd recognize me with my hoodie on...
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"Nice try, Motormouth, but I'm not that oblivious," he smirks.
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"Congratulations, Mr. Attitude! You might have a chance at surviving here!" I roll my eyes and eat a fry.
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"Ok. So far, I've learned that I'll survive if I keep an attitude and avoid standing up for bullied people. Am I correct?" He asks that in such an innocent tone, but I can tell he's secretly snarling on the inside.
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That's it. To have an attitude with me? Whatever. But to refer to Edward's death in a joking way? Not on my watch.
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I grab his burger and throw it at his face. I stand up, grab his grape soda, and spill it all over his hair and clothes. Then I hit the back of his head with my palm as hard as I can, which is HARD, believe me. I've been taught self-defense since I was 5, so I have a strong arm.
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I turn to go to the bathroom, and I realize that everyone is looking at us, some laughing, some frowning. Oh, like I give a damn.
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Just as I'm about to walk to the bathroom, Lawrence yells at me. He yells! "Being obsessed with a dead guy is stupid, Motormouth! Stop living in the past! LET. HIM. GO!"
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What happened next shall remain unknown, at least for now. I regret what I did. It's time... To stop... Living in the past...
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