Dreams That Meet Ends

   I tried to go back to reading my book. But now, it is not curiosity- it is rather much more like "WHY". I guess it could count as curiosity if you want.

   I looked over my book, he was still sketching. He decided to finally pay attention to me and smiled. He showed his sketch to me.

   "You should really smile more, Allison."

   I shrugged, but before I moved back to my book, I swore the sketch of me with a bored face actually smiled while turning its head sideways. I immediately looked back up to the book and it was back to normal. I frowned as I realised I might be going mad. Spencer shrugged as he turned over to a new page so he can sketch more. Should it be considered weird?

   The bell rang, whoosh, saved by the bell. That class was torturing me. Even though I finished. It is not the class, but my tummy. It couldn't stop gurgling or whatever it does. What is the word? Right, grumbling. This school is the most awesome school EVER.

   The canteen was at the ground floor, right in the middle of the garden area. The garden area had a mini waterfall and pond, it had wooden tables around there with umbrellas. Inside the canteen, as you know- the school have a lot of funds, was not some dirty canteen, the tables and chairs were just amazing. They are all white or nice light yellow circle tables that are huge with normal chairs that were clean white. There were enough tables for everyone. The food stalls were neat and clean and served the most amazing delicious food. Even though its not an air con room, so what? I sat at the corner after buying my food, the corners had these small square tables meant for four people.

   I ate it while writing notes. I have to study so I can keep my grades going, my mom would be proud. And guess what? Not trying to be mean, but the three exchange students came to my table, and I was a bit sad. But I could make friends right? Right. Those three chit chatted like they known each other for years. And once in a while I catch Spencer staring at me. Weirdo. I did manage to chit chat with Samarah. The girl with brown hair. She actually likes the same books as I do so we manage to chit chat kinda well. I grinned as she said she loved the same bands as I do. She was not bad at all.

  Recess was okay I guess. When we went back to class, it was chemistry. We had to go to a different class to do todays project, and in pairs. Before Spencer could even get up, I asked Samarah to be my partner. Lucky. Honestly, I just find Spencer like a creep. But anything could change. For the first time, I felt mean, so I stopped labeling him as mean but un-known. I don't know him at all!

  Well Samarah is the outgoing loud and surprise surprise- a person who failed. But not badly. So we helped each other. I help her with her studies, while she helps me with courage. For the first time in years, I felt happy for knowing someone.