I was in the bathroom getting ready for school. I took the hair elastic out of my mouth as I tied my hair up into a ponytail. I used my elbow to push away the shampoo container off to the side. It almost tipped over and spilt on the floor until I reached my right hand to catch it. I gently plopped it back onto the counter as I pulled my shoes on. I hated shoelaces, they always got in the way so I always wore slip-on shoes. I shut the door as I walked out of the bathroom. I had left my backpack right beside my bedroom door. I picked it up and carried it into the porch.
I grabbed my jacket and stuffed it in my bag. It wasn't really that cold anyways. Around 15 minutes of sitting around, the bus came around. I said bye to my dad and sister as I left to go out to the bus. I walked up into the bus and sat at the back. I doodled until my best friend Crow came on. Crow always spoke in a monotone voice. She kinda sounds like someone who doesn't get any sleep.
"Oh, hey Crow!" I said as I scooched over to make space for her.
"Hello..." Crow said as she sat down.
Crow was like me, didn't care about all the things girls do. They say "girls are meant to gossip and dress really fancy" but who the heck listens to that crap?! Probably all the girls who come to school in crop-tops, shorts and a really short skirt. They loved gossiping about all the drama going around the school. They're what people consider "girly-girls" which that name makes no fricking sense but ok. Me and Crow are considered "Tomboys" which also makes no sense. I mean like, who the heck is Tom?!
Crow was kind of emo not gonna lie. She listens to emo punk music on full blast, has black hair that covers one of her eyes and barely says anything when someone's talking to her. I was just... normal I guess? I loved wearing oversized hoodies, my hair looked like birdsnest even though I brush it all the time and I have no sense in music. I listened to anything that was recommended to me. My other friend Levi lived 2 minutes away from the school so he always walked. He was basically like me but if I was actually a positive person. You see, I'm kind of mean y'know. I tell jokes that are sarcastic and not really meant to be funny. I have constant moodswings and you're probably saying "Oh, it's a hormone and you're getting your period soon!" but no. Moodswings have been normal for me ever since like 3rd grade. I'm now a 6th grader and I still get moodswings all the time! Everyone thinks of us as the little kids in the school since we're the youngest grade in our middle school. It went up to 8th grade. All the 7/8th graders picked on us.
We were dropped off at the school. I grabbed my bag and headed inside the school. I walked across the hallway to get to my locker, #147. Eventually, I got to my locker. I unlocked the locker. I grabbed my sketchbook and put all my other stuff into my locker. I headed straight to homeroom. It starts before first period and after last period. There's nothing to do in homeroom, it's just where you get checked for attendance and then sit there for the next 30 minutes. I spend my time in homeroom just doodling the entire time. Crow sometimes texts me in the middle of homeroom for no particular reason. I suddenly got a notification from my phone. You probably know who it was... It was Crow. I didn't have "Do Not Disturb" mode on but luckily, nobody heard my phone.
Crow: I'm bored
Pearl: What do you want me to do about it
Crow: Can we like talk or something
Pearl: It's just now I realize you text more than you actually speak
Crow: Ahem?
Pearl: Yeah sure, we can just talk I guess
I spent the rest of homeroom talking with Crow about life. It felt like barely any time had passed but somehow, homeroom was over. I had English for first period which sucked because my brain can't hold anymore new words.
This story is told from the perspective of two best friends Pearl Rose and Crow Moore. Pearl is your average girl, she loves doodling, fashion and all that kind of stuff. Crow is kind of like an emo teenager, she loves black, listens to emo punk music and more.
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