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garfield's perspective
Now it is October. The second month of the school year. I was adjusting quite decently to my schedule and new teachers. It was my third year at Jump City High. I knew a lot of people but I only had three solid friends.
Richard Grayson was one.
He had eyes of azure and ebony strands spiked upwards. His skin was creamed and his expression was often serious. Regardless, Richard had a way of making fun.
Richard or 'Richie' was on the Varsity football team and has been playing the sport since freshman year. He was an outstanding linebacker, in fact the best on the team. Richard was about five feet and nine inches tall, pretty average for a male adolescent.
Korianne Anderson was another.
Korianne, or 'Kori', as we sometimes called her, was very tan. She was a native from another country called Tamaran. Her skin was mostly blazed in a tropical orange. Her eyes were a vivid green, either full of life or concern for her peers.
Kori was a tall cheerleader, about an inch shorter than Richard. Kori had a compassionate and sweet nature that attracted people to her.
Victor Stone was my best friend.
Good old Vic, chocolate brown for his skin and a tall and robust build. Vic also played football but since he tore his ACL in sophomore year, it has been hard for him to bounce back. Vic had dark eyes that were shaped like almonds. He had a comical personality, almost like mine.
We were always cracking puns together or stirring trouble in class.
But we meant well.
Then there's me, Garfield Logan. I don't need much of an introduction. Just know that I have blond hair, green eyes, I'm short, and too many girls have crushes on me.
It was fifth period lunch. It was a coincidence that all of my friends and I got the same lunch period. Last year we were all split in between fourth period lunch, fifth, and sixth.
The usual bustle of students, jocks, cheerleaders, twirlers, journalists, athletes, singers, actors, rushed to be first in the line and hungrily searched in their pockets for money. Some teachers had lunch too and were often caught up in the dangerous stampede of teenagers. The lunch ladies worked diligently and with speed as the clock clicked.
I collected my vegetarian meal and my friends collected their desires. Altogether we went to our normal spot.
"How's everyone's day going?" Richard asked as he instantly chowed into his burger.
"Good! I have gotten the good grades on my English Exam. That surprised me because I am not too sharp in the language." Kori said.
"You're better than most people Kori, you'll be surprised." Vic stated.
"I guess..." the tan girl muttered with insecurity while she drowned her fries in mustard.
"I had a regular-degular day, yah know dude?" I chowed on my dish of quinoa.
"Yeah, same here. Chemistry is so annoying." Vic asserted.
"It's a pain in the neck." Richie expressed.
"You bet Rich. It's all stupid stuff about how the universe is made." my best friend blabbered.
"Hm. We are bound to know how the universe works since we live in it. Aren't we?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Some of us, do not care." Vic deadpanned and ate his bacon cheeseburger.
"You can say that again." Richie drank his smoothie.
My mind got distracted from the conversation I was having with my friends. My eyes peeled to a girl that was sitting on the far end of the cafeteria. Each table was either a small group of people or even a pair.
I came to the realization that this girl has been sitting by herself since the year started. She was staring blankly into the air with no food in front of her.
"I'll be back." I moved too fast for my friends to question me.
I walked over to the girl and she looked at me. Her skin was milked flawlessly, like the wool of a sheep. A few freckles dotted across the bridge of her nose. Her pupils reminded me of blueberries.
Dark blue, but a tint of sweetness was within them.
Her eyes brought my mind outside of the school walls and into the sky above us. Her cerulean pupils twinkled like a falling comet. Her interstellar spheres pushed my mind into an arena of stardust, planetary beings, the nebulas, open clusters, and quasars.
Some centimeters of her eyes tugged me into the deep and blackened holes of the universe. The gray craters, the heavy asteroids, the jagged rocks of matter. Her eyes managed to make me feel like I was in a completely different realm, and not a lot of people can do that.
No one has actually.
She had inky and silky strings of sable falling down her face. Each strand resembled a raven or the shadows of midnight.
It was as if her hair was a curtain to the display behind it.
And dude, she had quite a display.
"Uh- hi." I waved at her shyly.
My daydream surprisingly paused.
The girl's leg was shaking viciously and she seemed afraid. Her whole demeanor was frozen in the moment. The world around me crawled in slow motion as I began to click into the girl's troubled body language.
"Hey I just wanted to ask... um. If you wanted to sit with my friends and I at our table?" I attempted once more.
The female's florid lips stayed in a straight line.
Her eyes seemed to bubble with an unidentifiable emotion.
She appeared submerged and defeated.
"Okay then. You can come when you are ready I guess." I began to turn on my heel.
Just then I felt a gentle pat on my shoulder.
"Please. Stay." the girl requested timidly.
"You want me to stay with you?" I turned to her.
Now that the girl's charms were magnified in my sight they struck me even harder.
"Yes. If you don't want to, it's okay. I wouldn't want to be around me either." she frowned.
"I'll stay, it's no problem." my stomach growled but my mind focused on the teenager.
Her pale face remained sad and dull.
She sat back down and I sat across from her.
"My name is Garfield. My friends call me Gar." I smiled gently.
"Hi Garfield, my name is Rachel." Rachel's leg anxiously shook the table but I disregarded it.
Her arms were tucked under the table.
"Hey Rachel." I liked the way her name trundled off of my tongue.
It tasted dulcet and unique.
Rachel.
"How are you Rachel?" I asked steadily.
The bell sounded before her words could inform me.
Her galactic but overwhelmed eyes already did the job.
She wasn't okay.
