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Well, after hiding in the library for an hour, the bell for lunch finally rang. It was a good thing I’m good at mimicking a teacher’s handwriting. It comes in handy sometimes. I reluctantly grabbed my bag and the journal that I was doodling in to go. As much as I wanted to stay there in the library, I couldn’t hide out in there forever. I looked at the librarian silently who smiled and nodded at me. Such a sweet old lady…
I strode down the loud and busy hall, my head and spirit downcast. How can a person…be so cruel? They like to see others down, that brings them up. Not even bring them up; it just entertains them to see someone in such misery. But then there was that girl…Arizona was her name? Such an odd pronunciation...yet it’s somewhat unique. She didn’t even know me, yet she acted as though she has known me for the longest.
A smile started to slowly emerge on my face. She was nice even though she may or may not have seems a little ghetto like. Now I was wondering whether or not I’d run into her during this lunch period. Does she even have the same lunch period as me? I’d have yet to find out.
​“Arizona! You really did that?!” Aria said in shock, her long, ringed fluffy tail flicking her tail from side to side. A barely audible growl came from the tail, confusing the other two sitting at the table. “Did you guys…like…hear that?” Carmen spoke in her usual slow voice, looking drowsy yet alert. Aria quickly shook her head in denial and turned towards Arizona. “Shut up.” She muttered to Carmen and resumed speaking to the girl in front of her. “So do you know anything else about her other than that she tried to…y’know…” Arizona shook her head. “No, I don’t know what grade she in or what, all I know is that she must have some kind of anxiety. The reason I know that,” she kept speaking, looking over to Aria when the hybrid opened her mouth to ask something, “is because my Momma used to have anxiety and took medication like hers. Why, I don’t know…she don’t be lookin’ nervous and stuff when we at home or nothin’.” Aria chuckled softly and leaned back, resting her cheek on her hand. “Your mom has to deal with all seven of you guys, no offense.” Arizona shrugged and smiled lopsidedly. “Understandable. Barqueantre can be a handful and Sunkistiana get annoying as-” “Arizona?” The girl in question turned around to smile at the one who called her. “So you’ve found me~.”
I blushed and stared at my feet, twiddling my thumbs and scratching at the pastel purple nail polish that adorned my nails. Bad habit of mine, I can’t really help it. “Y-Yeah, I guess…” I mumbled softly, refusing to make eye contact with her. Look up. Look her in the eyes. Quit being so shy. My brain harassed me, which only caused a tight feeling to grow in my chest. A deep breath calmed me some. “Come on, sit down with us.” I heard her say, a warm hand placed on my forearm, gripping it slightly to encourage me to sit with them. My blush spread to my ears, a light pink color as I nodded with a nervous smile, taking the empty seat next to her.  
Alisson in Arizona Chapter 4: Lunch
//i own arizona's siblings names, so don't you dare try to take them o ^ e
.:Past Lovers:. by NiCole4evur
.:Past Lovers:.
This was during Candice's last relationship in high school, before she met Teddy. The girl's name was Kiandria and she was a mute. So while being around her, Candice had to learn sign language in order to communicate with her. They did love each other and really clicked but an incident occurred that caused them to split up on Kiandria's parent's behalf. Candice still thinks about her and how she's doing but has no way to contact her.

P.S: Candice is from my other account, Ask-TheLoveDoctor
Arizona. When you first see the name, you’d think it is a nice and maybe even a unique name. But when I pronounce it how it is supposed to be pronounced, all of a sudden, it is ghetto and ratchet. I ain’t ratchet fo’ one thing! But I even know I do have the tendency to be a little ghetto.

​Whatever about that. Now let’s talk about who I met in the bathroom. See, what had happened was, I didn’t want to take that quiz up in Mr. Doe’s class. So I took the pass and went to the bathroom. Then I saw her. I know it sound a lil’ crazy, but God. Fo’ one thing, she was fine! She had them curves and that fluffy tail. Them eyes. That hair. DAT ASS. Second, she was ‘bout to kill hu’self! I was like ‘Gurl, you bet not do that!’ But I didn’t say that tho. I went ovah and smacked whatever the hell was in her hand! And guess what. They were pills! I didn’t know if she was a druggie or what, but she was cryin’ so I figured she was depressed and was gon’ to kill hu’self or somethin’.

​So, you know me. I’m nosey.  I tell her to sit that ass down and asked her why she was ‘bout to do that and she ain’t want to tell me. I don’ blame her, like she don’t know me like that. Then I saw her crying. I didn’t think such a pretty girl should be cryin’ like that. So I wiped her tears and shit and told her so. Jus’ when I was ‘bout to work my magic, the principal office called fo’ me. The least they coulda done was at least pronounce my name right. I swe’r they be doin’ that on purpose!

​So anyways, I had to leave and go to the principal’s office. I was mad tho, I ain’t even get her name or nothin’! I hope I get to see her again…heh, I kno’ I will, I have that feel- OHGODDAMIT.
​The girl that had walked in on the scene had a confused expression, while I looked like a deer caught in the headlights. “Ah...What are you doin’?” She asked, walking over to me slowly. “You bout to…?” She pointed to my hand. I nodded slightly.
​I don’t know why I answered her. I didn’t even know the girl but for some reason, her face, her emotions, showed something that I couldn’t recognize. Not disappointment, exasperation, amusement. Something else...
​She suddenly grabbed my hand and took the small tablets out my hand and into hers. She turned around and threw them into the toilet in the open stall. She could’ve tossed them into the trash can that was sitting right next to her, but whatever. I looked at her with a bit of annoyance yet...relief...She turned around to me and pointed to the ground. “Sit.” She said with a slight stern voice. I complied with her instruction and sat on my bag. Funny, I haven’t even known the girl for five minutes and she’s already giving me directions. She leaned up against the wall and stared down at me, observing me. I fidgeted a bit, feeling uncomfortable with the eye contact. “Why? Why was you about to do that?” I looked at her oddly, noting her grammatical mistake. “I...I have my reasons...” I muttered, staring at my feet. “Hmm...a’ight, I guess. Tell me wheneva you ready to tell me.” She shrugged and set the pass she held in her hand on the ground. After sitting here in silence I started to weep quietly. I don’t know why, I guess...seeing as though someone actually cared, even a little bit. But then, she probably didn’t want to walk into a restroom and find a lifeless girl lying on the floor.
​The other girl noticed me crying and bent down, her brown eyes level with my own blue and brown ones. “Stop cryin’, boo…” She whispered, reaching up a hand to wipe away my tears. The intercom beeped and a low voice began to speak. “Arizona T. Williams, please report to the principal’s office.” The girl frowned and stared up at the speaker. “They could at least pronounce my name right. It’s Ah-Rah-Zuh-Nay! Not Arizona!” She looked back at me, smiling a sheepish smile as she stood up. “Ah, I have to go. Prob’ly bout me skipping class. See ya later!” She gave me a peck on the cheek and made her way out of the restroom. I blushed and rubbed my pink-tinted face. Well, that was unexpected..


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