Who: Drew, Open
When: Lunch
Where: School
What: Drew is lonely at lunch
Plopping down his tray of food at the table he and Savvy usually sat at with her friends, Drew sighed and rolled his apple around in his hand. He was early, Ms. Acker having let them out a little before the bell. No one he knew had yet to make an appearance.
Savvy was in New York City, and he was alone.
How the fuck did this happen to him? He usually was the type to never be alone. Not just girls, but he made friends with everyone easily. Now, when he should have been learning to tell the twins apart, he was focusing all of his attention on how the light was hitting her face, or the way her hair was falling that day.
Christ. He was fucked.
When: Lunch
Where: School
What: Drew is lonely at lunch
Plopping down his tray of food at the table he and Savvy usually sat at with her friends, Drew sighed and rolled his apple around in his hand. He was early, Ms. Acker having let them out a little before the bell. No one he knew had yet to make an appearance.
Savvy was in New York City, and he was alone.
How the fuck did this happen to him? He usually was the type to never be alone. Not just girls, but he made friends with everyone easily. Now, when he should have been learning to tell the twins apart, he was focusing all of his attention on how the light was hitting her face, or the way her hair was falling that day.
Christ. He was fucked.