Lunch

Started writing: 11:13 AM

      I just got out of math class, I'm in lunch now. My friend is late, so I'm by myself at the moment. I keep looking around for my friend, I'm worried they might not come. I really need a hug right now, and wish they were here. It's 11:16 and they're still not here. Usually, they show up before me. They've been late before though. Maybe they're hanging out with my other friend today? I don't want to be alone during lunch. Until then I'll rant about my math class, which I hate. My math class sucks. At the table (just a bunch of desks pushed together, not really a table) in front of mine, there's a kid who calls me "Tetris". He gave me this nickname because during a Kahoot in the beginning of the year, I was switching between Kahoot and Tetris. it was easy to ignore at first, but Now it just gets on my fucking nerves. Anyways moving on because I'm in English now. My friend finally showed up at lunch, hooray!! We talked for a while, meaning I didn't get to finish writing. I'm back now, though. I don't hate my English class as much as I hate my math class, there's always stuff going on in English. It's quiet right now, which is rare. I laid my head down when I walked into class, and a girl who doesn't sit at my table sat next to me asking if I was okay then pointed a water bottle in my direction saying she knew how to wake me up. It was in a fun, playful way not a mean kind of way, so I laughed. Anyways, now we're reading Raisin in the Sun. This is a mess, so I'll just write later.

Stopped writing: 12:18 PM