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I am Blue, in Pain, and Fragile

I had no idea why she was speaking to me. However, I had no reason to lie, so I simply shook my head. She flashed me a grin, face beaming, and sat her tray down, taking the seat opposite mine. Dz ™ƒ•‡š––‘›‘—‹…Žƒ••‡ƒ”Ž‹‡”Ǥ‹†‹ˆ ‡ƒ–™‹–Š›‘—ǫ‹…‡›‘—ǯ”‡ ƒŽ‘‡–‘‘Ǥdz Seriously? I thought. Not only was she the type to blab her own opinions in the middle of class, but she was undeservedly self-confident. It made me cringe. The only reason I did not refuse her was that, as per my own personal philosophies, I placed more weight on not contradicting ‘–Ї”•ǯ‘’‹‹‘•–Šƒ‘†‹•–ƒ…‹‰›•‡Žˆˆ”‘–Ї„‡…ƒ—•‡–Šƒ–™ƒ• merely the sort of mood I was in that day. There was no other reason. Dz-…‡”–ƒ‹Ž›ǡdz •ƒ‹†’‘Ž‹–‡Ž›ƒ•‹–•—††‡Ž›‘……—””‡†–‘‡–Šƒ–•Ї might be an upperclassman. The fact that she thought it natural to speak so casually with me led me to assume that she considered me, who had been in a lecture hall full of freshman, her junior. That she had so suddenly decided to share lunch with a stranger like it was nothing was perhaps not a mark of how annoying she was but merely that she was an upperclassman with too much time on her hands. Dz‘‘•‡—’–Ї”‡ǡ ǯŒ—•–ƒˆ”‡•ŠƒǤdz DzŠƒǥǫdz Dzƒ‹–ǡƒ”‡you ƒ…–—ƒŽŽ››•‡’ƒ‹ǫdz I really should have fled from this conversationȄjust the way she was goggling at me with her huge eyes was enough to inform me that this was a vexing person. Still, there was no reason for me to lie, so I just shook my head. Dz ǯƒˆ”‡•Šƒ–‘‘Ǥdz DzŠǨŠƒ‰‘‘†‡••Ǩ ™ƒ•‹†‘ˆˆ”‡ƒ‹‰‘—––Ї”‡ǨŠ‘—‰Š–  ‹‰Š–ǯ˜‡”—‹‡†›—‹˜‡”•‹–›”‡’—–ƒ–‹‘”‹‰Š–ˆ”‘–Ї‰‡–-‰‘Ǥdz She put a hand to her chest, breathing a huge, exaggerated sigh of relief. ‹†ǯ–›‘—”—‹›‘—””‡’—–ƒ–‹‘ƒŽ”‡ƒ†›™‹–Š–Šƒ–ƒ…–›‘—’—–‘‹ class? I thought. Dz›™ƒ›ǡ•‘””›–‘‹’‘•‡‘›‘—‘—–‘ˆ–Ї„Ž—‡Ž‹‡–Š‹•Ǥ •–‹ŽŽ†‘ǯ– know anyone else here, but just when I was starting to get antsy, I saw you! ‡™‡”‡•‹––‹‰‡š––‘‡ƒ…Š‘–Ї”‹…Žƒ••ǡ•‘ Œ—•––Š‘—‰Š– ǯ†–ƒŽ–‘›‘—Ǥ ‘””›ǡ™ƒ•–Šƒ–”—†‡‘ˆ‡ǫdz It was. DzƒŠǡ‹–ǯ•ˆ‹‡Ǥdz

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