It wasn't anything special but it holds a special place in my heart because I felt something that day, I don't know if he felt anything.
The teacher notices that I'm not paying attention, "Mrs.Davison?"
I look up and go back into reality.
My eyes widen, "Yes?"
"Can you please explain to the class what I just said?", she asks standing patiently with a petty face.
"Uh...", I look around the classroom and everyone stays quiet.
Their eyes are all on me waiting and I gulp, it takes me a minute to answer her question and at this point I'm too embarrassed to even answer her,"May I use the restroom?"
She has a stern look on her face and it takes her a second to answer, "Go ahead"
I get up from my seat and leave the classroom, I make my way to the bathroom and sit on the toilet seat with the bidet closed.
"That was so embarrassing!", I yell.
"Why did she have to call me out like that? Ugh. I can't go back in there. Not after what just happened", I look down.
I sit for another minute until I hear someone walk in, they enter a stall and I get up and leave.
"Lauren?"
I hear someone call my name and I turn around, "Tessa"
She walks towards me, "Hey, what are you doing here?"
"I was using the restroom...but I'm actually heading back now", I say and she nods.
"Oh, okay", she says and walks to a stall.
That was awkward...
Anyways, I head back to class and everyone turns to look at me. I sit in my seat and actually focus on what the teacher is saying.
The bell soon rings and I head to my next class that's right before lunch.
I walk in and notice that Allison is here, "Omg hey!", she yells.
I laugh and walk towards her, "Hey, can I sit next to you?"
"Of course! you don't even have to ask", she laughs.
I nod and sit right beside her, everyone soon starts walking to class and the teacher starts the day's lesson.
We all take out our notebook and copy down the notes from the board. "Alright, if you have not finished writing down notes raise your hand and I'll come by and give you a sheet of paper.
I look down at my notes and notice I don't have them all written down so I raise my hand.
The teacher hands me a sheet and I put it in my folder to copy down later.
"If you're done you can quietly talk with the people right beside you", she says.
I turn to Allison and she seems busy writing down the notes, I sigh and wait until the bell rings.
"I'm done", she says and I playfully roll my eyes.
The bell rings, "Right when the bell rings?", I laugh.
Allison nudges my shoulder, "Last one to pack their stuff is a loser!", she yells.
I put my stuff into my backpack as quick as possible and rush to the cafeteria and she's following right behind me.
"Loser!", I yell and stop before entering.
"Hey, not fair", she crosses her arms.
I laugh,"Okay okay, we're both losers"
She smiles and we walk inside, I scan the room and Joey's eyes catches mine.
I instantly feel a weird tension and look back at Ally, "Everything okay?"
I go back into reality, "Yeah"
"Ally!", someone yells.
She looks and waves.
"C'mon lets go", she says and I follow behind her.
"Hey!", they say and I smile. I notice Tessa is sitting here too.
I sit beside Ally and take out my salad bowl.
I eat my salad and get up to throw it away when I'm finished. I sit back down at the table and sip on my water because I'm bored and not interested in their conversation.
I realize I'm daydreaming, they notice and call me out.
"Lauren...? Lauren? Laurie!", they yell.
I snap back into reality, "huh?"
I look at them and they have a confused look on their face, "Lauren"
"Yeah?", I say.
"You zoned out", Tessa says.
I gulp,"I did?"
They all nod,"I'm sorry-I don't know what's been up with me lately"
I get up and leave, I rush to the bathroom but before I can enter the stall someone stops me.
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Fanfiction"The craziest thing is that we didn't even have to be together for you to break my heart. Can you tell me why I miss what I thought we had?" Lauren Davidson is the new girl in her town and finds her self bumping into the high schools popular boy Jo...
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