Almost every day coming out of fourth period chemistry, Alyssa has some fantastical story about how everyone in that period just goofed off and poked each other and fought and laughed till they cried and it just makes me burn inside because I'm so furious with envy that all I can do is implode upon myself and hope nothing escapes. I've caught myself letting it out though in these little unintentionally passive-aggressive tangents that seem to drag through the first ten minutes of lunch and I hate to admit that I'm that small and selfish but I am. It has to be the only thing that makes me really feel left out.
Then, without a word, she grasps my hand and I exhale the wreckage of the destruction inside, left only feeling guilty and ashamed, but forgiven.
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There's nothing to forgive you for.
..but you should take honors Physics next year.
Yeah, I agree with Alyssa. We occassionally goof off and have been doing since last week.
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