What Lily and Jake Had to Say *continued*

     I walked back to the classroom, and nothing changed. Stares, and looks is what I got. Cindy Lou, one of the prettiest girls in the grade, looked at me in the eyes. I didn't know if she wanted to laugh at me, or if she felt bad. She was always known for being stuck up. I couldn't hate her, cause we've never talked before, but I cherished her light brown eyes. She had the eyes that I've always wanted, the ones that stuck out with a tint of eyeliner.

     I went and sat back down in my seat in the corner. I absolutely hated the yellow desk, that held nothing but my one book. Mrs. Colin went on talking about the revolutionary war, and I could care less about it. They teach us the same thing over and over again, and expect us to care. I laid my head upon my sweatshirt, that I've owned nearly since I was 7 years old.
     The bell rang, and I went to go get lunch. Emily wasn't there, so I sat alone at the picnic table. I watched the boys play basketball, and chase the ball around on the courts. I wanted to ask them to play, but they'd probably say no, and I didnt want the embarrassment. Instead, I sat there eating my apple and watched the clouds go by. " What if I was cloud? Float on by when things get tough." That'd be the day I thought to myself.
     I got up, walked to the trashcan, and made my way back to the school.

*to be continued.*