Once I get home I go straight to my room to do the thing I love most, drawing. I have drawings all over my wall, on the bookshelf, on the floor, on the ceiling? I don't remember taping that there… After contemplating my ceiling drawing, I grab my sketchbook and start on a new page. I have a bad habit of never finishing, and then I end up with a bunch of half-finished drawings. Now, I think of what to draw. What to draw. Huh. My mind is blank. I'll just come back to drawing later.
I lie in bed for a few minutes, but then I hear my siblings arguing for the millionth time right outside my door. If you ever want someone to argue in your ear until it falls off, my siblings are the people for the job. Get away. I need to get away. I pack a few snacks into a tote bag, get on my shoes, and walk out the front door. I live pretty close to a lake, so I just walk there. There's this tree near the lake, and it's just perfect to sit under. I take my seat right under its twisty branches, and I start eating an apple I brought.
After a few minutes, I see my friend, Lucas. He comes and sits next to me under the tree.
"Hey Sonja," he says. He takes a small bag of pretzels from my bag and starts eating. "So… how do you think you did on that test?" He asks while stuffing pretzels in his mouth.
I roll my eyes and take the bag of pretzels back. "First of all, these are my pretzels, and second of all, that test was horrific. I think I've set the record for lowest score." I answer in an annoyed tone. I become more aggravated when I see he is trying to refrain from laughing. I decide to give him the side eye, which just makes him burst out in laughter.
"Sonja!" He says while laughing. "That was the easiest test ever, and I-" Then, when he sees I'm not laughing back, he regains his composure and sits against the tree. "Oh, my bad. I thought you were being sarcastic about the test. If it makes you feel any better, my friend told me not to tell anyone, but he didn't know any of the answers. You at least knew some of them, right? So don't worry too much about it." He sits still, waiting for my response, but I don't say anything. I'm too lost in thought. "Sonja, are you okay?" Lucas looks at me with a concerned look, his brown eyes wide in curiosity.
I nod my head yes, and close my eyes. "I'm doing fine. I'm just kind of tired." I listen to the wind rustling the leaves above and tune out everything else. I grab a piece of my blond hair and twirl it around in my fingers, finding it relaxing how it goes around and around and around and around- and now someone is tapping my arm.
"Sonja, can't you hear me? I've called your name about five times." Lucas expresses in a soft but slightly irritated voice.
I decide I'm done with Lucas today, get up, grab my bag, and start walking away. "Well, maybe I can hear you better tomorrow. See you later." Can't I find peace and quiet anywhere? I walk further into the forest, where I've never been. As I'm going my way, I hear a certain person walking behind me. "Lucas! I just want quiet time right now!" I say a little louder than I should have. I regret it immediately as I discern the hurt registering on his face.
Lucas looks at me worriedly. "Yeah, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have followed you." He starts to turn to walk away.
I feel extremely bad now, and well, maybe I do want a little company after all. "Wait. It's okay, you can come, as long as you're not too annoying." I want to apologize too for raising my voice, but the words don't come out of my mouth. It's like those simple words are stuck in my throat. Hoping he doesn't care too much, I start walking again and motion for him to follow.
Lucas puts on a small smile and catches up towards me.
‐-------------------------------------------------------------
So... second part of first chapter! Still, nothing interesting has really happened, but, hey, maybe next chapter???
