"...Don't Wait Up For Me" | d.w.|

Working With W-who? \d.w.\

I meet eyes with a girl that I recognize a little. I look away. Her eyes filled with a look of hate. I've never seen so much hate in someone's eyes before. Breezy and I sit down at our lunch table, my arm still around her. "Hey, man! How's a going?" My friend Brendon asks sitting to the left of me in the light blue table he placed his tray down. His girlfriend, Sarah, (me and my trash self was seriously put Ryan and I almost spit my orange juice out) sits next to him. Her long black hair on one shoulder. "I've been doing great. What about you, Bren?" A carton of milk flies at Brendon and explodes on his tray and some gets on his shirt. We all break into laughter. "GEORGE RYAN-MOTHERFUCKING-ROSS, GET OUT OF HERE WITH THAT FUCKING MILK FETISH YOU HAVE" Brendon tosses the carton back to a red faced Ryan who has doubled over laughing. (Sorry for the flashbacks I gave you, I am genuinely sorry)
We all eat, laughing and joking around with each other. I hear the bell ring for 6th period. I throw my tray away and one strap my blue and black backpack. "Alright, babe. I gotta go to art. I love you" "I love you too, baby" Breezy says, kissing my cheek and walking away with Sarah. I smile at how beautiful my girlfriend is. I get sad that I don't have her for next period. Art. She isn't really good at it so she didn't want to take it. But I love art, I love to draw so I am taking it. I walk in and sit in my regular seat in the front next to my other friend, Spencer Smith. "Sup, Dallon. I heard we are gonna do a partner project today!" He says smiling, nudging my side. "Nice! We get to work together?"
"I'm guessing so." He looks ahead as Ms. Jackson walks in holding a clear blue clip board, resting it on her stomach. "Alrighty students, today you are all going to be participating in a partner project," Everyone turns to look at the people who they want to work with, whispering. "But! Let me finish before you get too excited... I will be choosing your partners." Scatters of "aw"s and "man"s go around the classroom. "On now! I promise it won't be that bad working with someone other than your friend that you will see later. Okay..." She goes on, listing the partners that she paired. I bite my thumb nail, curious if who I will get. "...Spencer and Chloe, and lastly, Dallon Weekes and Clementine Brobeck. Alright, pair up!!!" She says excitedly, loudly clapping her hands three times. I am confused, who is that? I raise my hand as I stand up. "Yes, Dallon?" "I'm sorry, but... I'm working with w-who?"