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Ch. 2
Star never knew why exactly she loved the first day of school. It wasn't like it was anything special. All the same kids, year after year after year. Most of them were bratty and popular, or at least tried to be. They would walk around the school like they thought they owned the place, wearing white converse, white sporty type clothing, pretty much white everything. Star was more comfortable with her friends and their more uncaring personalities because they knew they didn't own the school, heck, half of them were flat out broke, but they loved one another and laughed with each other, blocking out their haters with a cool confidence that they knew the popular kids hated, but they couldn't care less. They kept on being themselves.
The leader of the group was definitely Pony Head. That wasn't her real name (seriously who names their kid that) but her friends gave her the nickname after she won a dare in fourth grade which said that she had to wear five ponytails everyday for a month. Pony was a rebel, but underneath it all she still loved to plop down with a bowl of popcorn and binge watch Steven Universe all weekend.
Oskar used to be the rebel, until his mother sent him to reform school for a few summer vacations. He straitened up and turned into a total stuck up nerd with a sense of humor. That's when Star stopped having a crush on him. When he got stuck up and too good for anyone but Pony Head. They were still good friends, Star and Oskar, but they had drifted apart.
Ferguson, however, was a ton of fun. Always up to date with the latest news on Beyonce, or anything on Steven Universe or Marvel superheroes, Ferguson was everyone's friend.
Alfonso was almost the same, albeit a different type of nerdy. Alfonso was a computer geek, plain and simple. Anything you needed to know, Alfonso was on it.
Hope was the space-case of the group, always freaking out about her crush of the week (though if you asked her, she would say "I've liked him for a MONTH!") and over thinking everything that went wrong in her life till she thought everything had fallen down around her and she couldn't pick up the pieces. That's why Star was there. To pick her up, dust her off, and tell her that it would be okay, and not to care about everything so much. Hope and Star were great friends, because Star would listen and try her hardest to help, and Hope would figure things out bit by bit. The rest of the table had never really liked her because where Star saw a lost soul who needed guidance, the table saw a needy attention hog with a anxiety issue.
Star was the glue of the group. The fun, sparkly glue that comes in a giant modge-podge bottle at Walmart. The group would live without her, sure, because of course someone else could try and be the glue. But nobody wanted that, because the other glue would be boring. Star made everything fun, and everyone stick together. And it was what she loved doing best.
This year would be different, though none of them knew it. A new member would join them soon, and their glue would become a little less steadfast, a little less sure, if only for a while. She'd still be there of course, but someone would come to shake up their sturdy wall and add another brick none of them thought they needed, and the glue would would keep him there, whether he liked it or not.
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And I'm ending it here cuz I'm tired and I think I wrote a whole bunch. Probably.
Quote of the day: "Mom, why is the Christmas tree still up?"~ My little sister,December 26th.
Okay now shoo, go read something good.