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The rest of the period turned out to be uneventful, which in the long run I suppose was a good thing. The last thing I need is drama. The bell rang, everyone eagerly gathered their things and rushed to who knows where. I tend to walk alone to most classes. Not because I am friendless, but because I just like being alone. I wasn't feeling hungry today so I spared myself the $3 and took my time getting ready. Marin, was struggling to finish the assignment and at the same time packing up. She never was a good multi-tasker. Trying to be nice I offered,"Do you need any help?" The message on her face was clear enough, but instead her voice showed

What truth? he's just to afraid Afraid of looking around To see what's really there. Telling people lies Reality isn't there Understand what's important Thinking before acting Hell, Give me a break. ?

As I stood up I thought to myself, 'Where exactly am I going to move to?' This english class is ridiculously small, consisting of about 20 kids total. The funny thing is, we're sitting in a huge classroom, and most of the tables are empty. There's my table, the two nerds behind me, the guy's table (Ben among them), the table where Angelica sits, and of course, Marin's table. I could feel all of their eyes on me the moment I started walking. The audience was just begging me to do something bold, something worth talking about. That's how teenagers are, desperate for information. Their hunger is only satisfied by a good story, the only exception

Hannah took this as an opportunity to enthrall us with all the details of her latest crush. Apparently, they had 'made out' yesterday after school. Girls go crazy for juicy gossip like this, I on the other hand was pretty disgusted. It wasn't her being excited and talking about him that bothered me, it was the unnecessary details about it that really just grossed me out. "The warmth of his tongue was ju-" She was almost finished describing her encounter when I quickly stood up, stuffed my things into my backpack and declared,"You know what, no. No no no no no. I am done here. Sitting at a table surrounded by girls definately is NOT what i t

Lost in thought i barely realized she was even talking to me. "Hey! Guess what today is Tony!" Alex exclaimed, she's one of the 4 girls at the table I sit at."Today is February 7th! And you know what that means, it's one week away from Valentine's day!" All the girls seemed to be extremely excited about it. So as they went and talked about this silly subject my ears picked up on some dialogue here and there. "What do you have to worry about, Alex? You already have a boyfriend. In fact, you're the only person at this table that doesn't need to worry about getting a date for next week." That was Patti talking. She has a knack for stating the

I can feel her glaring into me, i wonder what she could be thinking. If i look up, she'll look away, should i? No, better to just keep working. Unfortunately, Veronica tries making conversation with me. "So, your name is Anthony right?" What a silly question, of course it is, we all know eachother, i've even talked to her before. "Yeah, but you can call me Tony, or at least, that's what everyone else calls me." "Heh, okay. Alright so do you like get what we're suppose to be doing? English is soo confusing!" We continue on with some pointless conversation, I make sure to make a joke now and then, which i can't help but notice marin grins

"Hey, can sit here?" I modestly ask, "Absolutely not!" She gives me a stern look as if to mock me.. Great. "Alright well, i promise not to talk, all i want to do is sit here and get some work done." No reply. Wow, what a warm welcome. I try and concentrate on my work but she's so distracting, no i cannot. Verbals. That's what i'm suppose to be learning right now, now write a compound-complex sentance with a conjunction connecting 2 dependant clauses.. What? I glance over toward her, the way her hair just flows down her body, those soft brown eyes, I wish i could see her look at me the way she used to, so caring.. so gentle. Eyecontact. She q

"Tony? Tony! Did you hear a single word that came out of my mouth or did you just completely friggen ignore me?!!" Oh. I momentarily forgot i was in english. That's patti that's yelling at me right now.. "Oh my god! Boys are so immature, when a woman talks to you you're suppose to listen" She must be on her period. Maybe i should reply. "Sorry patti but last I checked girls are still second best to boys in this society. Better luck next time." She scoffed and looked away, trying to join in on alexis's conversation. She's just in a bad mood that's all. I try and listen in on what they're talking about but when i catch the words, "tongue" "b

It doesn't matter now. That was months ago. She wouldn't dare try someone like me again. Lightning doesn't strike twice in the same place ya know. Anyway, i've moved on. Had another girlfriend, dealt with that situation, and yet somehow, i find myself alone again. Funny how that works out. You get with someone to avoid the loneliness, to fill that gap you feel within. For me? I'm addicted. I love getting that feeling but hate feeling it expand. This one is different though, this one, she's one of a kind, or at least, i'd like to think so.

Just another Monday morning here in Ojai. The sky is crying, the birds are silent, and all that's left is the sound of cars zooming by on the nearby highway. I wish that I lived somewhere sunny, where birds actually chirped and the crickets, did whatever crickets did. It's fourth period, right before lunch. I'm sitting in English trying to get an assignment done, except for me, there is no trying. I'm good at english. Always have and always will be, so i'm not too worried about it. Instead, my mind drifts outward, thinking about recent events. A week ago I decided to leave my girlfriend, Angelica. She's still obsessed over me though. That's