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Micah Williams

First day of classes. I walked towards the school with Danielle. She was talking about the new sets of sexiest men the last night, but I never care about those, I care about the new animés, new games, new movies and anything, entertainment. I like cars and everything with engines, but I'm not a tomboy or whatever. I just like them. Who cares.

On our way to the entrance, something made Danielle stopped then she started to stare at something. "Hey, if you want that guy, jump over him and ask him to a date," I suggested. She hesitated, but she's sure that he'll have that guy. She was blushing all of a sudden. We went to our lockers but she seemed to be walking while thinking. She's not logically wise, but she's man wise. Because of her continuous thinking and hunting for her brain in her head. She bumped onto the locker and that's totally 'ouch'.

What makes Danielle a bit stupid? GUYS. Her older brother punches him before, that's why when her older brother died, she was so glad. Her older brother doesn't accept her chosen gender, being a homosexual, being a gay.

The 'Hot New Face' seemed to be surrounded by those popular cheerleaders that I wanted to fry alive with the cooking oil because of being so arrogant, as if they're the most beautiful people over here. I'm still here. He he he. The guy didn't mind those girls, like he never heard them talking. His locker was beside mine, so, I poke Danielle's arm and she started standing and walking towards the guy. "I told you, everything comes your ways if they're for you," she whispered.

She walked with her so called, "The Divine Walk", she put up her smile at the guy and said hi.

He replied, "Hey," he smiled, "the name's Gabriel, Gabriel Smith. Nice to meet you."

She was blushing and she can't talk, she's staring at him blankly. Probably daydreaming of having a fair. I fake a cough. "Ahem!"

She was surprised, "Oh!" she smiled again and her consciousness went back to Earth, perhaps her imaginations went to Pluto. "Nice to meet you too. I am Danielle Turner," perhaps she's thinking about Tina Turner now, "I am as talented as Tina Turner," she added. Told you so.

"That's nice, wish to hear you sing later," he said, then I started shaking. Oh, that, it's because we have Theater Arts that day, and everyone were required to sing, I have a large fright talking or doing something in front of people. Thank God, Danielle was there. "Who's the girl? Your friend?"

She looked at me and said, "Yeah, she's my friend. You're such a smart guy." she smiled again, "her name is Micah Williams."

I forced a smile while shaking and waved a little.

Hours passed by, I was relieved when my classmates told me that Mrs. Wilkins was absent. Who cares if she's here or not, at least we won't sing in front. That's terrifying.

It was recess, my favorite subject ever. I was with Danielle again. It was so crowded and the noise were shaking the ground. It's more than the 7.1 magnitude earthquake last year. We can't find a place to sit on until I see Sandra Parker, eating alone. "Are you sure you want to eat with the most boring and gothic girl ever?" Danielle whispered to my ears.

"At least we can still sit. You don't want to eat while standing, don't you?" I almost shouted because I can't hear my voice that time because of the noise in the canteen. She just agreed, she can't argue more, we need to sit.

Danielle was kind of hurrying. She was totally hungry. Hungry as a lion, but she's skinny and she eats too much. She was almost running. She bumped onto an air-headed jock and her tray, where does it goes? Onto the jock's top. I mean his white sweat shirt. And we're totally dead, so dead. By that time, I want to refuse that I'm a friend of hers.

"Hey, dude."

"Correction, I am not a DUDE," okay, here we go again, she's using her arrogant attitudes again. I always get away from this kind of times. I always wanted to stay away from danger. So, I hurriedly held Danielle's hand and pull her to Sandra Parker's table. There's nothing wrong with pulling her away. She's a gay, anyways. I was catching my breath when I asked Sandra's permission for us to eat with her.

Danielle was still thinking about her food. I know, she'll never live without eating something. Sandra accepted our notification, and so we ate with her. Me and Danielle at the other side of the table in front of Sandra. We are all talking about something, our likes and dislikes, until Danielle put up this question, "Why are you wearing arm warmers, even when it's hot?"

Sandra stopped eating and hesitated to answer. I know it's her cuts, emo does those kind of stuffs. Right?

"It's your cuts. Right? That's fine, at least you can release your hate in the world," I said, I like talking, so I don't want to end a conversation with someone being judged or whatever.

"Yeah. What do you want?" she said.

"Why are you cutting your own wrist? Don't you think that after risking your life several times, miracle happens. Meaning that, you still have purpose in this place." I said, I can't help being like that at times. It's like I have another personality inside me.

"What do you know? Are you God?"

"Listen, if you really wanted to die, why do you still need to cut your own wrist several times when you already know that you will still live afterwards?"

Danielle looked in amazement, because that was the second time she saw me talking like that. Maybe I was aware with people's life and I don't like seeing people risking their life for a non worthy stuff. Or like being engaged in a stuff that I never tried.

"Tell me, if you really wanted to die then why didn't you just walked out your house and wait until a ten wheeler truck cross the street and bumped you until you are thrown away in the air and be hospitalized and never wake up the next sunrise?" Everyone thought it's my temper, but I'm not really angry.

Sandra smiled, "I'm contented on what I heard from a normal girl for the first time," then walked away.

Then a flat chested girl appeared and clapped from behind. "I believe that you inspire her so much," she said while cleaning her eyeglasses, "By the way, I'm Allison Bailey," she lend her right hand while holding her eyeglasses on the other hand.

"My name's Micah Williams. Nice to meet you and this my best friend, Danielle Turner."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Turner."

"Correction, it's not Mr. Turner. It is MISS TURNER!!" Danielle said.

The bell rang. So, we walked away. Danielle kept on asking me why does people suspected him as a guy. When he already acts like a girl.

But at the end of the day, Danielle said, "I think you're more of a role model than a friend."

I laughed. But suddenly, I stopped when I saw Gabriel. I pointed at Gabriel and whispered to Danielle. "Your guy is over there."