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Mikey
“Man, I do not want to go in that stupid school building,” Frank said with a dismal look on his face. He nervously dug his foot in the grass.
Frank and I were currently sitting outside waiting for the school bell to ring. We were resting under the large willow tree that provided a nice and comfortable shade that was blocking us from the peeping sun. I had my book bag against my back and my legs stretched out. I looked over at Frank and nearly busted out laughing. He was holding a flower in his hand and looking at it quite wistfully.
“Frank, what are you doing?” I asked.
He shot me a cheeky smile and blushed. “Picking flowers.”
“Way to state the obvious, Frankie.”
Frank huffed and rolled over on his back, moving closer to me. He held the bright yellow flower in my face and blew a raspberry. “I picked this out just for you, Mikey.”
I didn’t know what to say. I actually didn’t know if he was being honest or just joking around. I hesitantly grabbed the delicate flower from his hand and it took it. It turned out to be a daisy.
“Do you like it?” Frank asked.
“I sure do.”
He smiled at me and I swear the world froze for a split second. It was the beautiful.
“Yay!” He exclaimed childishly before clapping his hands.
I was about to say something else before the school bell chimed loudly. I quickly clamped my hands around my ears. The sound was enough to drive anybody crazy, let alone a drinker. Frank noticed my discomfort because he patted me on the back. Frank and I quickly climbed up the stairs and made our ways into the hallway. We passed by dozens of different cliques and groups before finding an empty space. We had at least five more minutes before the tardy bell rung. Leaning against the various lockers, Frank began talking.
“I think I might skip school today.”
I rolled my eyes. “Frank, that would be completely stupid. You’re already in the school building. Just go and skip school another day or something.”
“Mikey, you just don’t understand. I really don’t like school,” he muttered sadly, looking down.
I felt uncomfortable. I knew why Frank hated school so much. He really didn’t have any friends and he was constantly being picked on. Being a year younger than me didn’t help out much. Frank was just too damn nice and innocent for his own good being. “It’ll get better,” I heard myself say. I clamped my hand on his shoulder and smiled. “Trust me.”
Frank smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I believe everything you say Mikey. I hope you’re right about this one.”
And with those last few words, the bell rung. I gave him an awkward glance as he trudged along to the sophomore’s hallway. I watched him walk away into oblivion.
It was painfully pitiful to watch.
“Man, I do not want to go in that stupid school building,” Frank said with a dismal look on his face. He nervously dug his foot in the grass.
Frank and I were currently sitting outside waiting for the school bell to ring. We were resting under the large willow tree that provided a nice and comfortable shade that was blocking us from the peeping sun. I had my book bag against my back and my legs stretched out. I looked over at Frank and nearly busted out laughing. He was holding a flower in his hand and looking at it quite wistfully.
“Frank, what are you doing?” I asked.
He shot me a cheeky smile and blushed. “Picking flowers.”
“Way to state the obvious, Frankie.”
Frank huffed and rolled over on his back, moving closer to me. He held the bright yellow flower in my face and blew a raspberry. “I picked this out just for you, Mikey.”
I didn’t know what to say. I actually didn’t know if he was being honest or just joking around. I hesitantly grabbed the delicate flower from his hand and it took it. It turned out to be a daisy.
“Do you like it?” Frank asked.
“I sure do.”
He smiled at me and I swear the world froze for a split second. It was the beautiful.
“Yay!” He exclaimed childishly before clapping his hands.
I was about to say something else before the school bell chimed loudly. I quickly clamped my hands around my ears. The sound was enough to drive anybody crazy, let alone a drinker. Frank noticed my discomfort because he patted me on the back. Frank and I quickly climbed up the stairs and made our ways into the hallway. We passed by dozens of different cliques and groups before finding an empty space. We had at least five more minutes before the tardy bell rung. Leaning against the various lockers, Frank began talking.
“I think I might skip school today.”
I rolled my eyes. “Frank, that would be completely stupid. You’re already in the school building. Just go and skip school another day or something.”
“Mikey, you just don’t understand. I really don’t like school,” he muttered sadly, looking down.
I felt uncomfortable. I knew why Frank hated school so much. He really didn’t have any friends and he was constantly being picked on. Being a year younger than me didn’t help out much. Frank was just too damn nice and innocent for his own good being. “It’ll get better,” I heard myself say. I clamped my hand on his shoulder and smiled. “Trust me.”
Frank smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I believe everything you say Mikey. I hope you’re right about this one.”
And with those last few words, the bell rung. I gave him an awkward glance as he trudged along to the sophomore’s hallway. I watched him walk away into oblivion.
It was painfully pitiful to watch.
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