Enemies to Friends | Adam Banks [1]

09 Star Gazing

"Oh yeah? Like what?" He questions sitting beside me.

"Well, if you must know, I figured out that all cars come home for dinner probably at 6-8 in the evening, latest. On Fridays and Saturdays, the Smalls family -at 457- always go out for dinner and come back home at 10 o'clock latest. Oh and we all foolishly leave our spare key under a gnome, pot or mat in front of our door so we could all easily be robbed but no one ever moves it to a better hiding place. Do I need to go on?" I question.

"No, no. I guess not." He breathes out, impressed.

"Its 8:52 on a Sunday night, no ones driving by anytime soon." I state.

"Okay." He lays down next to me.

"What are you doing?" I ask him.

"I'm star gazing." He says like its obvious. 

"Why?" I ask but before he can answer I say, "Actually don't tell me, I don't care I'm just a dumb Duck."

"Delilah..." I hum in response but he stays silent for a few minutes. "So what happened? Why are you upset?"

"I don't wanna talk about it." I tell him and we lay in silence.

Five minutes later I hand him one of my earphones which he accepts cautiously and we both lay their starring at the sky.

"Adam?" He hums in response. "What's your middle name?"

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"That's right. The red is oxygen." My science teacher explains to the class like we're four years old. "Now what are the blue balls? Tommy?"

I zone out the class, slowly falling asleep, But I'm instantly snap out of it when Charlie pushes his desk aside and lunges at Karp. "Take it back Karp!"

Connie stands up and shoves Karp back, "Leave him alone Karp."

"You have no right shoving Karp!" Peter shoves Connie.

"Don't push me!"

Guy stands up to defend Connie, "Don't push her, she's a girl!"

"Don't shove Peter!"

"Lay off!"

"Hey!"

Fulton looks at me from the desk next to me and says, "Are you gonna do anything?"

"Probably not." I shake my head.

"Atoms away!" All the Ducks, except me and Fulton, are arguing and throwing the fake atoms around.

"I think now is the time to sort things out!" Fulton yells over everyone.

"Fine, whatever." I roll my eyes, stand up on my desk and whistle as loud as I can, getting everyone's attention. "Y'all need to stop and get over yourselves. Coach is a jerk, we all agree on that and he does show slight favouritism but that's not any of our problems. So get a grip and leave each other alone!"

"Whatever Princess." Karp rolls his eyes and all the arguing starts again. Someone pushes Goldberg into my desk and I fall off it.

I roll on my back, groaning at the pain in my wrist and head. "Aw shit..."

"Delilah, are you okay?" Fulton asks, coming to help me up.

"I'm f-" I'm cut off by Connie's hand hitting me in the face by accident. I fall back into Fulton, gripping my mouth where she hit me.

"Jesus! Are you okay?!" Fulton exclaims.

"I'm fine. I'm fine." I reassure, and retract my hand from my lip and see blood coating my fingers.