Their hand phases through Nathan’s book. They swat through it again and again. Heh. This shit’s kinda fun.

"Stop reading and help me, you nerd!" Silence.

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"Fine then. Ignore me." 

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Jacob rubs his neck, looking at the ground with a pained expression and a vulnerable voice, looking like they’re on the verge of tears, “Hey… Nathan…?” Nathan glances over with concern in his eyes. They internally cringe, as the face he's making makes them want to run and hide. ‘Fuck. Not like I could,’ They think to themself. ‘Bound to this lame school, and I don’t know why. Aaah! Stop getting distracted, you twit.’ 

They clear their throat and side-eye Nathan with a painfully fake smile. “Oh, now you pay attention to me.” 

His glare is somehow exasperated, but at the same time playful and familiar. A smirk crosses over his lips and he turns back to whatever he’s reading. ‘He’s always able to say so much without speaking at all.' They smile. 'I feel all warm inside.’ Jacob looks away, yet again, and finds themself sitting closer to him. 

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“Uhm. Do you… think I’m good at this…?” He looks back up at them quizzically and they meet his gaze, which makes them flustered. “Well, it’s just…” they scrambled for something to say.

“I don’t know, I don’t know. I’ve always been crap at everything in school. Hell, I’ve always been crap at everything!” They look at their hands with awkward desperation. “Am I even doing this story-teller shit right?? I don’t know!! I don’t know anything. These guys probably just find me annoying, and I would understand that! I- it’s just… I jus-” 

A deafening screeching interrupts their rant and their shoulders relax. ‘Oh. I know that sound.’

“Oh my God, that’s the fire bell!” a voice shouts loudly nearby.

“Yes! Finally something interesting!! Let’s go,” Jacob squeals while swatting his hands towards Nathan, gesturing for him to follow.

The two make their way towards the commotion quickly, which is all well and good as Jacob was beginning to feel embarrassed over their rant. They glance at Nathan every so often. ‘Nathan is silent as ever. I can feel him watching me. He doesn’t push the matter. I’m fine with that. This is fine… right?’ 

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I’m glad that whatever it is that won’t let me leave here counts the oval as ‘inside the boundary’. I would fucking die if all I could see for the rest of my life was this sad excuse of a school. Well, you get what I mean. Also, good to see y’all! How’ve ya been? Oh- hell- tell me later, we gotta get back to the story.

The kids are standing in lines on the disgustingly bright, fake-as-shit grass.

I scream out and pump my fists, “Fuck yeah! My babies are committing arson! Oh, they grow up so fast. I would wipe the tears from my eyes if I still had tear ducts.” I scan the crowds, but can't see the kids- “OH! Nathan! Nathan! There’s Bella! I still need story substance, let’s go check out what they’re doing!” 

Wait! Sidebar: do you guys know Nathan yet? Let me introduce them to you. He's kinda like me. Uh- a ghost. Doesn't talk much. Cool? Cool. Anyways...

“Hello~, you short whores!” I know they can’t hear me, but I still greet them. Maybe they’ll hear me one day. But for the time being, you lot (and Nathan) are lucky enough to be stuck listening to me. I’m not too sure these guys would like being called whores though… but that doesn’t matter, because they can’t hear me.

So as I've said, the biggest thing happening in Bella’s little world right now is her massive crush on this absolute dildo Jason. It's basically controlling her every action. Looks like she’s tryna talk to him. Now Bella, Darling, I love you and all that, but no, do not talk to that sad twig. Your cheap ass knock-off gangster shit doesn't do anything to help the Beiber-mullet, dude. They can’t even wear their pants properly! Have the decency to cover your ass, man! Ugh!

And, so, thank the Heavens that none of these losers can socialize. But Bella doesn’t have a life, so I don’t think they’re giving up any time soon. Let’s see how this plays out!