Kanoa : UntalkableMature

The bell rings and I step out into the yard to our usual meeting place in front of the car park after school. Sarah, Abbie, Heather and some older students are already there, chatting away. I walk towards them. I see Sarah whisper to Abbie, then Abbie turns to stare at me. She talks to the others, and I see one or two of them glancing over at me, unsmiling. I reach them.

"Hey, what's up?" I ask, trying to brighten the mood.

"Nothing." "Stuff." "Dunno." I sigh.

"Look," I begin, "I - "

"-Bye guys!" Sarah interrupts me, "Me and Abbie are going to go to our detention, clearing dust from keyboards in ICT 1." I look down, fidgeting uneasily.

"Eh, hem...yeah..." The older students say, "We want to get some studying done before we leave, we'll be in the library. You want to come, Heather?"

"Uh, okay." Heather replies. I groan as I watch everyone break up and disperse. I stick my hands in my pockets and walk in circles kicking stones.

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