"Never have I ever...eaten pudding with only my mouth!"
Everyone's finger went down. But I mean, who hasn't eaten pudding without a spoon? If you say you haven't, you're lying.
Atlas giggled. It wasn't his turn yet, but he already had a great one in his thoughts. He glanced eagerly out the window to the sun, and then sighed. He would've had a good 10 seconds to say it before the bell rang.
But, at least he got to finally play with them for a little bit. It was a bittersweet feeling, knowing it was his last day at Cedar middle school. Next year, he'll start high school.
Somewhere else.
Atlas stood up, and reached for his backpack. The kids in his circle glanced at him wearily. "Las, whatcha doin? We still have like 5 minutes to-"
Bing Bing Bing Bing
Everyone groaned. Atlas's friend Matthew stood up and laughed. "Man how do you even DO THAT? I don't get the whole sun thing. Can't you just buy a watch or a phone like the rest of us?!". Atlas giggled slightly, and opened his mouth to retaliate, when he spotted his mom out of the corner of his eye.
'What's she doin here? There's still one more period left before school's over.'
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RomanceAtlas was used to being a shadow. In a way, he liked going unnoticed. It keeps him from having to exert himself beyond his comfort zone. He can observe, and take note of things that most people can't. But it gets a little lonely in this narrow world...
