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It's quite sad really. Knowing your influence on someone's life can just be forgotten, erased
like a bad picture on a camera with a minor flaw. Sometimes when I walk through these dreary
halls filled to the brim with people, it all just slows down and its as if I'm in a film. You know when everything slow's down and it focuses on the lead character? Now imagine that but reversed, the lead character is focused on everyone else. I can see them all in such details, there clothes, there personalities and it's funny how much some people change. The people I once knew were all so different, I've always found it hard to learn the ways of change.
I'm invisible now, just a face among the others, the girl you'd refer to as 'whatsherface' and as much as I'd like to say I was happy about it, I was still confused how to feel about it.
I entered the english room and took my time to get to my seat being early, even beating the teacher, Mr Studar. I absent-mindedly looked out the window, I took in the weather, it was one of those grey days where it looked like the sky was on the verge of crying diamond droplets any second. I pondered this for a while until I heard the sound of talking, laughter and bags being thumped on desks. I turned to see a once empty class room filled with happy, buzzing people. I then saw something that brought a smile to my face, Mikey attempting to read a comic whilst walking and trying to find his seat. He bumped into several people earning a "Watch it freak!" or a "Such a loser.." but he didn't care and managed to successfully find his way over to his seat next to me.
"Hey Anna, how's your day going?" questioned Mikey in a cheerful manor as he slumped into his seat after several moments of trying to roll his Batman comic up so he could fit it into his worn out rucksack.
Smiling at him brightly I replied "pretty average, lacked a lot of Mikey Way though.." I put on play pout, earning a giggle from Mikey.
"Don't worry, this is our last lesson, then we get to enjoy our friday night, speaking of which Gerard's got tickets for us to see Frank's band, you in?" asked Mikey in whisper as Mr studar entered the room. He wouldn't of minded us having a conversation but Mikey's such a cautious person.Before I got a chance to reply, the lesson had begun and we were thrust into the oh so familiar world of Shakespeare.
I watched Mikey's brow furrow in confusion as Mr studar explained iambic pentameter, I couldn't help but smile. Mikey was worth being invisible for, he was worth losing my 'status' and the people I'd once named my friends. Ever since I had attended this shitty school Mikey had always been branded a 'freak' the same with his older brother, Gerard. I had always just gone a long with it because everyone else did, the heard made a move and as a sheep, I followed. I never called him name's or picked on him like they did but I didn't exactly rush to end it either. That fact alone is probably why Mikey's brother Gerard was always so cold with me.
Mikey and I had been best friends for about a year now, last summer I went through a dark period in my life that left me emotionally confused and an other thinker, I lost who I was. I would walk out of lessons and cry frequently and people gave up on me. I was Anna Morla, I was loud, funny and popular, I wasn't meant to be like that. When they all walked out, Mikey walked in, I was crying in the library one day, for reasons I'm still unsure of and well Mikey came over to me. He said nothing, he just put his arms around me and whispered "I'm here for you." He brought me into his world that day, the day I chose to be invisible and haven't looked back since.
The bell rang after what seemed like just a few minutes, the other students all rushed out chirping about there Friday night plans, not even glancing over at Mikey and I because in their worlds we did not exsist.
Mikey and I remained seated waiting for the doorway to clear out.
"So like I was saying before, your down for coming right?" asked Mikey,
"Sure, what else have I got to do?" I joked smirking at Mikey,
"Great! I'd thought you'd say no, considering it was Frank's band an all.." said Mikey awkwardly tailing off at the end of his sentace.
Mikey believed Frank had a thing for me, I refused to believe anyone could think about me that way, so I just tended to try and avoid encounters with Frank all together but considering we ran with the same crowd, it was virtually impossible.
"Well I guess, he'll be on stage most the time chucking himself about, so I'm sure I'll be fine"
At this point we started to walk at a slow pace out of the classroom, nodding goodbye to Mr Studar, then slowly making our way to the school exit. As we left the building the bitter air hit us hard, the sky still on the verge of crying and the only noises being from car engines in the distance as we'd hung back long enough to miss the rush of teens.
Breaking the silence, Mikey said "You coming back to mine or do you just want picking up later?"
"I need a shower, a change of clothes and your brother hates me," I replied,
Mikey chuckled "he doesn't hate you, he's yet to get used to you" He replied like a smart-ass.
"Whatever, see you later" I said whilst giving him a hug and a peck on the cheek, then turning to walk in the direction of my house. I looked back to wave to Mikey but he was to focused on rubbing his cheek where I had kissed him with his hand in a childish manor, making me giggle. Man I love that kid.