Anwyays- 

I'm sitting here in the library at school, and well- y'know when you remember stuff and people and all the embarassing things from your childhood? Yeeeeaaaahhhhh. So, thats whats going on rn. I'm sitting here, procrastinating, drawing, and typing a new story chapter to end 'The Spring of 1930' when a kid from my cringe ass childhood walks in with their friend. So, idk what their gender is at this point (I think they're still female, idk and i'm not guessing bc that'd be hella rude-) so imma give them a name. I'll call the kid.... Faer. So anywyas, Faer and their friend who is female, (imma call her Lilly. Most common name at my school currently- at least from what I hear screamed in the hallways and during roll call) 

OMG- ANYWYAS- (Jesus to jenny-) Faer and Lilly come into the library, and I just so happened to look up and see Faer. And I was like: omg, I know you! But, instead of breaking through with my exrovertnessed side, get embarrassed, ETC, I just went back to my work, shuffling through my papers to pretend to look busy. Idk, I thought it would help. So, anyways, Faer and Lilly sit down, and where i'm sitting theres a small bookshelf that slightly devides the like- more tables, a couch, and some other chairs to where the three or four tables back here are. I'm sitting in the one thats in the middle-ish area of the tables back here. Anyways, they are sitting at the table to the right of me, and for a solid TEN MINUTES, what's running through my head is a convorsation that we had waaaaaay back when we were younger, i'd say... I was in 4th or 5th grade... actually- I wasn't in 5th grade- it was the summer before 4th or 5th grade. Ok, aywas- I went over across the street to play with the kids that literally tried to kill me in the years from 1st grade through to that summer. (I stopped talking to them. I'll call them (Oldest to youngest) B and M.) 

So, I head over to play with B and M, and Faer was there. Faer had gotten the tips of their dark brown hair dyed purple. And, I, as a jealous idiot was like: "I see that you got your tips of your hair dyed, Faer." And they were like: "Yeah. I love them, they're pretty don't you think?" And B & M are nodding their heads in the sisterly fashion. So, I go on and say: "But why though? Isn't it stupid to do that? And you also cut your hair!" Faer seemed to give off a nervous nod, and B says to me: "Well, you shouldn't say that. Plus, we didn't invite you. Go home, and don't come over again!" So, I was like: Damn, ok bitch. And I left. But I honestly feel really fucking bad about it, but I don't want to say anything bc Faer might think i'm a delusional idiot. ;-; So, i'm stuck here now with them to the right of me, and my stupid ass pea sized, shrivled brain is thinking of this instead of school work. (༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ)