Since today is an anniversary of a day related to this story (the day I moved to 'that place'), here you go.
Remember, I don't own anything.
POV: Toris
I stood out at the bus stop as the freezing November air bit at my cheeks.
As usual, I show up much too early for my skin to endure such temperatures.
Now... what to do... There's usually nothing to do here except daydream and think...
...Would Feliks be there today...?
No. Where on Earth did that thought come from? Of course Feliks wouldn't be there. Even if he was there, he'd start to avoid me like them.
...Would he talk to me like yesterday?
...Maybe. Then maybe we could be... friends?
I shook my head at the thought.
Stop being such an idealist, Toris! You know how real life works! You read the ending of 'Of Mice and Men'! Friendships don't last!
You remember what happened last time.
Despite this little internal conflict, I still entered the bus in a stupor with only one thought running through my head.
What if Feliks and I could be friends? Friends that actually last?
I was still pondering the possibilities even when the bus reached school. My body automatically went toward my locker then my homeroom. I wasn't aware of a single thing around me. Just the one hopeful word repeating itself incessantly in my head.
Friend...
"Hey, faggot!"
Just like that, my blissful stupor was shattered.
"Yes?" I asked flatly.
"...I don't like that tone of yours..."
Later...
I'm going to be late...
I ran as fast as I could to homeroom. My heavy backpack colliding with my sore back with every step I took.
I rushed into and quickly apologized to my teacher. "I'm so sorry that I'm late, ma'am!"
"It's alright, just take a seat."
I slumped into my chair and pulled out a book to read. Why was I so happy earlier again?
"Hey! Liet!" a cheery voice called. Feliks.
Oh yeah. That's why.
"Liet! Liiiiet!"
He kept repeating 'Liet' over and over until he finally tapped me on the shoulder.
"Yes?"
Feliks was pouting. "How come you didn't answer me when I was calling you?"
I raised an eyebrow. "So I'm 'Liet'?"
Feliks got this enlightened look his face and bonked himself on the forehead. "Oh! Duh! I'm, like, so forgetful! I was, like, thinking all night about a totally cute nickname for you!"
"Alright, but how did you come up with 'Liet'?"
"I was sitting around, like, all night going 'What should I call that nice kid I met at school? Tori? No, that sounds too much like that girl from Victorious!' And... uh... you said you were Lithuanian, right? My mom said that, like, the word for Lithuania there is 'Lietuva'. I just made it shorter." I had a big grin on his face. I guess he was proud of the strange name for me.
"...Okay. Liet it is, then."
"Sweet!"
"Sorry I don't have a n-nickname for you though..."
Feliks waved a hand. "Pssh. It's fine."
And I thought as Feliks continued idly chatting with me before class started,
'Maybe we could be friends.'
Gah, this chapter sucks. DX
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