Emilia
I stared in silence at my food, as tears rolled down my cheeks. I couldn't look back at his face, after he looked down. But the way he was looking at me, for a moment I thought… Well no that's just wishful thinking. I was hoping to be sent home by the teachers before I had to face the cafeteria again, but the teachers were just like the students, turn a blind eye to everything. I won't have long to wait until I can go home, and there's no way my mum will let me come back in tomorrow if she sees my face. I hope that happens, then I won't have to be under the microscope again, I felt so exposed, walking into that room.
The bell rang. I didn't notice. I just sat staring at my food. Time passed so slow, when I wanted it to go fast. I guess that the word is irony. I heard the people move past, I felt the room empty of heat and heard the heavy breaths of eager students as they left the room. I saw nothing but my plate. I didn't talk, I didn't move. I didn't care if I was late or if I never moved from this spot again.
I don't think the teachers will even notice if I don't turn up to class or if I just walk out of this school. I wish I could but I don't think I have the guts to walk out. I pushed my tray to the side, not looking up. I was alone at last. I couldn't hold it in any longer, I put my head on the table and let the sobs tear themselves through my chest.
Kellan
Oh no, she's crying. I don't think she knows that I'm still here. I tried to go with Paul, but suddenly I couldn't find the strength to stand up, so I just told him that I would catch him up. I wonder if I should say something to comfort her, or just stay invisible. Would she be angry knowing that I stayed and that I saw her break down in tears? Or would she just be embarrassed? I watched her for a few seconds before I stood up and slowly walked over to her.
Emilia
I was suddenly aware that I wasn't alone. I looked up expecting to see an irritated teacher or a worried janitor, but was shocked to see Kellan standing in front of me looking rather embarrassed. I sat watching him until I realised tears were still fresh on my cheeks. I looked down and painfully wiped my cheeks with the sleeve of my jumper. Ouch, that stings. Again, I looked upwards to see if it was a dream or not. Maybe I was still passed out in the corridor?
"Are you …emm… okay?" Asked an embarrassed dream Kellan.
Great, even in my dreams I can't come up with anything original. No 'I love you' or 'I want to be with you right now'. And why was he embarrassed? Usually in my dreams he was really confident, and half-naked. Maybe this isn't a dream…
"Hello? Anyone there?" said Kellan.
"What do you want?" I asked, it was meant to be sharp, but sounded more strangled.
"I just wanted to know if you were alright," he replied, "but if you want me to go…"
He started to turn around, he barely had moved before I wanted to kneel down on the floor and ask him to stay with me forever, but I can control myself.
"No, please stay." I whispered.
He complied happily, smiling widely, before sitting down on the seat opposite mine. His cheeky grin just made me want to hug him.
"You know, you're the only person to ask me that."
"What?"
"If I'm okay."
"What about your friends?"
I laughed cold and hard and completely without humour. I'm sure both of us know that I have no friends.
"For noughts, we have no friends, it's every person for themselves. Each one of us know that given the chance, we'd screw over each other to get something we want."
I sighed. It's hard to admit the truth, but the truth is that none of us are truly friends, we just need each other because we need some sort of companionship.
"That's tough."
"So is life, haven't you heard?" I said with a quick smile, which is half sincere.
"I think I heard that somewhere…" he drifted off with a thoughtful look on his face.
I smiled a broad smile and the expression on his face made me laugh out loud. And suddenly we were both laughing. It was probably the best way to stop myself from crying. And I don't know why, but I don't think I'd ever felt happier.