2:56 :: h.s

quarante trois

11:30

"I hope you understand the importance of the effects that cartoons have on children and their development." Some kid in my public speaking class finishes.

I haven't been paying much attention and I think my teacher has been noticing.
She calls on me to give feedback and I say it was pretty good except for some fillers.
I only paid attention to the beginning, but somehow my vague comment got me by.

My head hurts and Ryan hasn't stopped staring at me since I walked in the room.
It's creepy, honestly.
He's tried to make conversation with me these past few days but I haven't engaged in it with him.
I look back at him and raise my eyebrows.
He does it back and the bell rings.

Ryan is more tanned than he was when I moved here.
His hair also has lightened.
Come to think of it, everyone has changed the same way.

Except for me.

I've stayed inside most of the time.
The only time I really got outside was when I went to the river a couple days ago.
I probably look dead.

I look down at my arm after that thought.

You look nothing like death.

I go to stand from my seat and Ryan stops me.

"Hey, man," he says and we begin walking to lunch.

"Hey," I mumble.

He's so chirpy and I don't know how, or why.

"How've you been? You look dead, man." He jokes.

He clearly hasn't seen his girlfriend in a while.

I shrug, "I'd like to think I look a little more lively. But I get what you mean."

"Yeah. Hey, I'm having a few friends over tomorrow. Wanna come?"

I furrow my eyebrows.
All of the friends I've made here are girls.

It would be nice to hang out with some guys.

Ryan looks like the soccer player type, and I've played soccer since I was six.
Maybe he is on the soccer team and I could become friends with that group.
It wouldn't really make sense though, graduation is a week away.

"Yeah, sure. Just text me your address." I give him a small smile.

He smiles back, "awesome, I'll see you later, Harry."

I wave and sit across from Ashlyn.
She says hello and I drop my head on the table.