Takashi and Toryn met each other when they were five.
Became best friends at ten.
Were inseparable by time they were fifteen.
Built an indestructible bond at twenty.
And now at the age of twenty five, after twenty years of friendship, due to the...
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TORYN BEGAN WRITING THE HEADING ON HER LOOSE LEAF PAPER. Even though this was English class, one of the most turned up classes on her schedule, it was the first class of the day. So many people came in sluggish and not with the bullshit right away. This is how it usually started. People would come in, sit and not really say anything to anybody but as the minutes ticked by, the kids true nature would start coming out.
After writing the heading in her perfect cursive handwriting, Toryn capped the ball point pen back and rested it on the desk when she finished. Her stomach started to growl so she went into her back pack and pulled out a red apple. That was another thing about her, she wasn't into handbags like most high school girls. Regular two strap back packs did just fine for her.
Toryn bit into her apple, crossing one of her legs over the other. The action made her skirt rise up just a bit, flashing the garter belts attached to her knee length socks. It was a bit more on the sexy side, especially for school. For those who weren't familiar with it, it would look like she had lingerie on under her outfit; but they were just thin black straps attached to her socks and came up under her dress.
Toryn looked up at the door when she saw Takashi enter, holding a black plastic bag. He was always late for first period because he felt the need to stop at the corner store across the street from the school. They didn't live too far from each other but yet and still they never really walked to school together for that same reason. Toryn didn't want her grades slipping due to lateness. That was something she took very seriously. Takashi on the other hand just didn't give a fuck.
"Mr. Maxwell hurry up and get your pencil out." Mrs. Fidel said, bubbling the 'L' by his name on the attendance sheet, marking him late.
"I got you." He said, finding the free desk next to Toryn. In this class the desk were positioned in two's. So they always sat next to each other, especially since no one else really talked to her besides him. Takashi kind of liked that though. She was his little friend alone. He pulled his coat off and placed it over the chair he was sitting on. "What's up Dork."
"Taka why are you never on time?" Toryn complained, biting into the apple. Juice spurted out and dripped down her chin. Each class was forty minutes and he always came when there were only thirty or twenty minutes left.
"I'm late ten minutes Nervy, calm down," He said, her eyes seeming extra large with her thick bifocals. It's the same glasses she's had since she was five. She's never gotten rid of them or wanted to get contact lenses. Toryn was very shy and closed off, trying to get cute was not her style.
"Stop calling me Nervy." She pouted, hating the nickname to describe her personality. She was always nervous about something.
Takashi looped a finger through her garter belt and let it go against her skin. It stung making Toryn jump, and a few others turn around at the sound it produced when it hit her skin. Takashi just glared back at the kids making them turn around. Licking his lips he then turned to Toryn. "And you need to stop wearing these shits. You think you grown."
