The night seems to be endless.
But eventually, Allison's alarm goes off and she has to get up.
Another boring, ordinary, lonely day in that godforsaken hellhole they call school.
Allison fulfills all of the necessary tasks like a robot. Brushing teeth. Stuffing some food in her bag. Walking to Shermer High. Walking through the hallway, trying to ignore the people and the colours and the noises.
Sometimes it's fun to watch people, but most of the time they are like invaders in Allisons world.
As anticipated, nothing special happens. The hours go by slowly.
Allison walks past Andy and his friends and he avoids eye contact.
Allison walks past Claire and her friends and she turns away from Allison.
Allison walks past Brian and he looks at her for half a second before vividly engaging in a science discussion with his friends again.
Allison walks past a girl who sits in a corner on the floor and looks like an outsider and hopefully looks up at her. But Allison doesn't want to make contact with her and, well, keeps walking.
Allison thinks that she is fed up with people's shit as she reaches the school yard.
She spots John near the parking lot, but he is talking to his friends and she is annoyed and angry enough for her own liking. Now she is standing in the middle of the yard between countless little groups of chattering friends.
Chances are that she is looking quite lost.
Great.
Allison stares at the ground and kicks a small stone away in an attempt to at least appear occupied somehow... She shrinks a bit in the middle of the crowd. Allison is invisible again.
Thankfully, school is over in the afternoon.
And since nobody is specifically waiting for her at home, Allison starts wandering through the ice-covered streets and finds herself on the bridge again.
It's not such a nice place with all the cars and the wind, but the girl loves it to stare into the water.
Suddenly, two gloved hands appear next to her elbows on the railing.
Allison swallows, opens her eyes wide and tenses every single muscle in body.
The person who is attached to those hands doesn't move away.
This leaves no other choice for Allison than to turn around.
She does so in one fluid motion only to find herself nose to nose with an equally wide-eyed John Bender.
„You are here again", he says.
„You too", she says as cold as he did.
„Well, I happen to pass by this bridge almost every day."
„Me too."
Silence ensues. They keep staring at each other. John is still towering over Allison, he doesn't take his hands off of the railing.
John is not used to someone not averting their gaze after a few seconds.
„What. Is. Your. Fucking. Problem.", he says slowly.
„I. Don't. Know. What. You're. Talking. About", she answers, mocking his way of talking.
He knits his eyebrows and gives her an angry stare.
She chuckles.
John looks down and smiles. He leans back and lets go of the railing. Allison relaxes a bit.
„Don't you have some other place to be than this fucking bridge?"
„No.", Allison answers simply.
„I get that you don't wanna go home. But don't you have fellow basket cases or something like that?"
„No." She turns to look at the water again. „Just go hang with your friends, John."
There is a little bit of pain in her voice.
„Are we not friends?", he asks and puts his left hand on her right shoulder to get her to turn around again. She keeps staring at the ground.
„I would like that", she says.
„Do you wanna go somewhere warmer? My cousin owns a pub where I usually hang after school."
Allison shrugs and gives John a smile. It makes him smile, too.
John leads the way and they leave the bridge behind.
Thank you helinahandcart for your review! I wrote some more, see! ^^
Hey, all of you, I haven't decided where to take the story yet. Any special wishes, some scenario that you've been searching for in the Allison/Bender fanfic section?