I wish my hair could be perfect.
Anyway, so getting away from my personal troubles I find myself sitting at the place that me and my friends call 'the hang'. It's under the stairs at the Economics and Tech block with a wooden square seat to sit on and under cover for when it rain; perfect for winter for when we huddle up and get cosy.
In autumn and spring we scatter out towards the trees and more open area of the 'quad'. Some of us sit upon the stairs facing a tree where more of us sit around one of those square seats.
It is stifling summer so we sit in the shade that we can find and try not to get too close to each other in fear of getting heatstroke.
I feel like I'm just observing everyone, listening to what ever they're talking about, watching the subtle movements of flirting by some, the not so subtle by others, and the ordinary laughing that's all just turning into a noise that could be compared to a swarm of bees hovering around you while your trying to cover your ears.
I can't help but think, "No one really cares about me. See; they're all too busy to notice me." I know it is wrong to think that, especially when I have the greatest friends but for some reason there's plenty of room in my head for self-doubt.
For some reason there is an old, grey piece of chewing gum stuck to a lighter shade of grey concrete that is so captivating for me.
It's not until I notice my name being called that I look up into the face of Des and her hand waving around where she thinks I'm looking.
"Hey, Amanda. You okay?" She sounds concerned.
I say my usual line of, "I'm fine, I think I'm just tired," then ask her what we have for our last classes of the day. I can't wait to go home.
"Math then Geography, I think. Hang on, I'll quickly check.' While looking through her bag, Des finds a note from Adam. It reads;
"I want to hire a sky-writer to write all the things I like and love about you; I just have one problem; the sky isn't big enough!
P.s. Don't show anyone this, I mean every word but I don't want the guys to know.
:) xxx "
"Nawww, that's really sweet, Des. You’re a very lucky girl.'' Really, I'm thinking, 'ewwww, corny!' but before she can say any lovey dovey stuff I distract her by adding, "Where is Adam anyway?"
"He's still down at Ag. (Ag is the shortened way of writing Agriculture. Not sure what Agriculture is a study of? I'm not too sure either but it has something to do with animals, farms and all that jazz. But please, look it up!) We've still got about 10 minutes, want to go for a walk with me down to Ag?"
I look around me and decide no one will miss me so I get up, slide my bag onto my back and walk down to Ag' with Des.
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