Lost

After School

I walked out of my last class, sweating. Mr. Domain didn't want to turn on the fucking air conditioner. God, he is fucking retarted. I heard someone say as we stepped out. I almost fell over technically someone pushed me.
" Jackson!" I heard my name, I turned around. Serrane Bans, came running towards me. " Thanks for waiting." She said patting my shoulder. I nodded as we continued walking. " Did you start on, Mr. Domain's homework."
I chuckled a bit, " Yeah, I was able to do one question in that heat."
" He didn't turn on the A/C for you guys too?" She groaned. Her brows furrowed and her hand slapped her own face. Jesus Christ, he is a fucking moron.
"Aren't your parent's friends with him and his wife." She nodded and groaned again.
" HIS SON IS FUCKING ANNOYING!" She yelled loudly, raising her fists in the air. " Oh no. I have to see them for a whole weekend. We're going camping." Ughhhhh.
" So how is your weekend happening." I shrugged and shuddered thinking about staying home with mom.
"Maybe, I can hang out at the library."
" Yeah and your mom and dad will let you." Serrane is the only person, I can confide in. She is like my bubble, like a momma bear with her food or cub.

We step outside it takes a few minutes for our eyes to adjust. We continue walking till we reach to the Rever Cafe.

( totally not part of the story )
- DUN DUN DAH -
Rever Cafe
Best FUCKING place ever.
Like the place where jocks, cheerleaders, homos, and the goths/ emos can be the same.
( k y'all can continue )

" Mm I'll skip today, not feeling well."
Serrane said squirming around. I nodded. I waved at her as she walked away clenching her stomach. Jesus, hope she gets better.
The place is kinda empty, kinda a shocker since everyone comes here every after school day. I see someone sitting at my usual spot, stupid Raven. She didn't save my spot like usual. I turned looking at the counter. K, she isn't here but let's go check out who is at my table.
I walk by and sit at the booth next to it. I sit facing to the stranger. He or she.. I ain't discriminating, they had a hood and they were looking down. Oh no, even I'm not that edgy. Waiter, waiter, she coming oh god. IM NOT MENTALLY PREPARED. Oh...
The waiter stopped at MY FUCKING table, ITS MINE GOD. The person lifted up their, Oh.
Oh
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It's James, he looks so fucked up. I get up, AFTER THE WAITER LEFT, of course.
I sit there in front of him, watching him look depressed. Poor guy, maybe his boyfriend or crush disappointed him.