I'm really fast at updating.. like dang. Well, hope you all like this chapter!
And I lied about emo-ness. Just a bit.

-Ezzi

I missed homecoming.

Oh well, it's not like I was invited. Or wanted to go. Or had a dress. Or whatever else was necessary.

But it didn't sound that fun, at least not to me, from what I've heard (yes, from eavesdropping) it was just one giant pit of sweaty grinding and slutty outfits.

My generation is full of idiots.

I left homeroom as soon as the bell rang so I could buy a snack from the vending machines. I didn't eat breakfast because I woke up late, and part of this whole turning-my-life-around thing involves getting to school on time, so I was stuck being hungry for first period.

I stood outside the door of my classroom and bit my poptart. We weren't aloud to eat so Mrs. Something told me to eat in the hall until class started, then I would have to come inside. I watched the people enter the class, and noticed a few people I hadn't before. There was a ginger with a giant cowlick that kind of fascinated me, and a girl with long pink hair that was decked out in Hello Kitty clothes and accessories. I smiled at each of them, and the ginger smiled back, but Hello Kitty didn't see. I also saw that Len took off his bandage, and luckily his nose looked normal. His eye was still kind of purple, though. He grinned and waved, but I just smiled with a mouth full of poptart-y goodness.

Mrs. Something commended me on getting my homework done finally. She seemed proud.

We had also gotten the results of our tests back. I got a B, 28 out of 35. Mrs. Something wrote 'not too shabby' in the corner. It was mostly multiple choice, and I was a good guess.

After class, I walked with Len to Spanish.

"Hey, I didn't see you at homecoming."

"That's because I didn't go."
"Well, why not?"

I looked at him, disappointed.
"Oh, well I was gonna ask you to dance."

The expression on my face didn't change.

"No, no! Not all of it was like… party songs, some of it was kind of slow-dance-y."

I just kind of stared at him awkwardly then. He wanted to dance? Did he like me? It seemed like an hour before I finally said; "Well, it's a good thing I didn't go- I can't dance."

Len grinned and told me that it didn't matter as long as we were having fun.
I spotted Teto out of the corner of my eye, and twisted my neck so I could see her. She was talking with two girls- one who with long blonde hair, clicking away at her phone, and one with long silver hair, who seemed kind of shy and quiet. Teto saw me and waved, so I waved back.

"Who'se that?" Asked Len.

"An old friend. Like really, really old friend."

"Cool, but I thought you didn't…. um, well sorry this sounds kind of mean, but I thought you didn't have any friends."

"It's okay- and I don't really. I haven't talked to Teto in like two or three years."

"Oh."

And ta-da, we were in class and learning how to conjugate 'yo-go' verbs.

During Science class, I did my best to pay attention in class and ignore the crude comments made by the purple-haired-perv. Len wasn't talking, or even taking notes. I'd occasionally look back at him and just see him spacing out. He's kind of weird.

I asked if I could eat lunch with Len so we could talk about the classes I didn't understand, he said that'd be fine and we walked to lunch together.

Talking about classes didn't last long, I got too bored. I'd have to give up on my good-student deal, just for lunch. Instead, we talked about eachother. Len told me about his friends before he moved- a couple guys named like… Dell (who was a smoker, which kind of creeped me out), and Taito, who somehow always managed to get hurt and wore like a jillion bandages everyday, also he got really jealous when a girl he liked was dating or flirting with someone else, and it took Len and Dell to restrain him from beating that person up.

They both sounded kind of messed up, but I didn't tell Len that.

I told Len about Miku and Teto, but mostly about Miku. He said that we didn't seem like we'd be good friends anyway, and I kind of was shocked at that. Miku and I had been friends since we were like two, but I guess now we aren't, and maybe Len's right. I kind of felt sick after that. I guess that it was obvious, because Len asked me what was wrong.

I said nothing.

But then I remembered my promise to become a better person, which included being truthful, and tears started rolling down my cheeks and I started sobbing into my hands. I couldn't say anything, I couldn't even make that 'wahhh' noise. I was choking and I couldn't breathe, Everything just kind of went black, and I woke up on a cot the nurses office.

I looked at the clock; 2:00. Crap! I missed art and part of religion! I sprung up, ran past the nurse, ignored her hollering to get back in bed, and ran to religion. I made it late, but the teacher said a blonde-haired boy dropped a pass for me to miss all of class, due to sickness. I just kind of backed out of the door and ran back to the nurse. I mean, if I was excused, I could miss it…

The nurse…. Ann lectured me on running right after I fainted and not coming to school when I'm sick and other stuff like that. I just nodded and chugged water. My temperature was apparently at 101, and no one answered my home phone. No back-up number was listed, so they just had me stay with the nurse.

My mom did pick me up at the end of school, and told me I was going the next day too. I needed to get my grades up bad, and my mom didn't care if I was sick.

I got home to find Len added me on facebook, and sent me a message asking if I was okay. I said yes, I just have a fever and I'll go to school tomorrow and blah blah blah. He messaged me back saying he knew about my health, he wanted to know why I randomly started crying.

I didn't know how to reply, so I didn't.

After that, I did my homework.

Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday were all normal. I didn't even have to explain anything to Len, apparently he said he wouldn't be nosy again.

It wasn't until Friday that something interesting happened. Well, it wasn't that interesting, but it was kind of weird.

Len looked a lot more attractive.
Like, instead of his usual basketball shorts and t-shirt, he wore jeans and a plaid flannel top. His hair was still in a messy ponytail, but I don't know, it just looked different. His eyes seemed bigger and brighter, and his lips seemed softer.

I asked him about his outfit and he said it was getting colder outside, so he switched to jeans and a flannel.

That makes sense. But I didn't have the guts to ask about his lips.

I did my homework right when I got home so I could do random stuff for the entire weekend.

I didn't procrastinate. See, I'm improving. And Saturday morning, I got a call from Miku. She wanted me to come over.

I said sure and started to walk to her house.