An Extremely Strange Story With Ups And Downs But A Happy Ending, chapter 3
It was lunch time and we were walking towards the grass to eat. We sat under the huge tree in the back of the school.
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"Hey you wanna watch band practice after school?" Trè asked me, taking a bite of his sandwich.
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"Umm... Sure," I replied when I saw Billie and Mike nodding at me.
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"Hey, Mike can I talk to you for a minute?" asked Billie. Mike nodded and they walked about seven feet away.
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"Well?"Started Billie.
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"Well what?" replied Mike, slightly confused.
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"Mike you know what I mean!"
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"No I don't."
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"What we were talking about before we picked Phoebe up."
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"Oh that!" said Mike, suddenly remembering.
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"Yes that, well?" Snapped Billie getting slightly frustrated.
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"I dunno, you can't really tell," Mike hesitated.
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"Mike, just tell me for fuck sake!"
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"If you want my honest answer then, yes. I think you should. But I know you, you get shy over these things."
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"Thanks Mike, your right but I will ask her. But just not yet."
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"Good for you, Billie. I'm proud of ya."
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Billie and Mike came back and sat down where me and Trè were sat. I wasn't listening to a word Trè was saying. I felt a bit mean after that because he's my friend and I learned a long time ago to listen to what friends have to say. I was listening to Billie and Mike which, to me, seems more important. I heard something about asking someone something but that was all I heard. We were all just sitting on the grass, just chillin'.
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Mike pointed over towards a gang of girls who were walking across the grass infront of us. I vaguely recognised a few of them. The one that seemed to be the leader was the blonde slut that Billie sent flying in the first class. And there was one that didn't really seem to be a member yet, but still fitted in perfectly. It was Grace. I listened to Mike telling me that they were the school's Bitch Gang. He told me to avoid them at all costs. Apparently, every year, they take an innocent punk-girl and mould her into one of them. I got pretty scared by this. I didn't want to be a blonde slut like them. I was snapped out of my train of thoughts when a bell rang for the end of lunch. It was chemistry, I never really pay any attention at school. I sat next to Billie and watched him doodle over the middle page of the book. I saw a guitar, a depressed looking face, two stars....and a heart. When I looked closer I saw that the heart had two initials in it..........P.D.
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"Phoebe Davidson, will you please pay attention!" shouted the teacher from across the room. Billie saw me staring at the heart and turned red. He looked so embarrassed, I couldn't figure out why. I looked at the heart again, and Billie turned redder. But he didn't tell me to fuck off and stop reading about who he obviously has a crush on. So I kinda guessed that he didn't mind me looking but he was embarrassed about my reaction. Then I realised. They are my initials...
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"Hey you wanna watch band practice after school?" Trè asked me, taking a bite of his sandwich.
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"Umm... Sure," I replied when I saw Billie and Mike nodding at me.
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"Hey, Mike can I talk to you for a minute?" asked Billie. Mike nodded and they walked about seven feet away.
***
"Well?"Started Billie.
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"Well what?" replied Mike, slightly confused.
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"Mike you know what I mean!"
***
"No I don't."
***
"What we were talking about before we picked Phoebe up."
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"Oh that!" said Mike, suddenly remembering.
***
"Yes that, well?" Snapped Billie getting slightly frustrated.
***
"I dunno, you can't really tell," Mike hesitated.
***
"Mike, just tell me for fuck sake!"
***
"If you want my honest answer then, yes. I think you should. But I know you, you get shy over these things."
***
"Thanks Mike, your right but I will ask her. But just not yet."
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"Good for you, Billie. I'm proud of ya."
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Billie and Mike came back and sat down where me and Trè were sat. I wasn't listening to a word Trè was saying. I felt a bit mean after that because he's my friend and I learned a long time ago to listen to what friends have to say. I was listening to Billie and Mike which, to me, seems more important. I heard something about asking someone something but that was all I heard. We were all just sitting on the grass, just chillin'.
***
Mike pointed over towards a gang of girls who were walking across the grass infront of us. I vaguely recognised a few of them. The one that seemed to be the leader was the blonde slut that Billie sent flying in the first class. And there was one that didn't really seem to be a member yet, but still fitted in perfectly. It was Grace. I listened to Mike telling me that they were the school's Bitch Gang. He told me to avoid them at all costs. Apparently, every year, they take an innocent punk-girl and mould her into one of them. I got pretty scared by this. I didn't want to be a blonde slut like them. I was snapped out of my train of thoughts when a bell rang for the end of lunch. It was chemistry, I never really pay any attention at school. I sat next to Billie and watched him doodle over the middle page of the book. I saw a guitar, a depressed looking face, two stars....and a heart. When I looked closer I saw that the heart had two initials in it..........P.D.
***
"Phoebe Davidson, will you please pay attention!" shouted the teacher from across the room. Billie saw me staring at the heart and turned red. He looked so embarrassed, I couldn't figure out why. I looked at the heart again, and Billie turned redder. But he didn't tell me to fuck off and stop reading about who he obviously has a crush on. So I kinda guessed that he didn't mind me looking but he was embarrassed about my reaction. Then I realised. They are my initials...
