Roses and Dandelions (gxg)

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Summary

"The prettiest flowers have the sharpest thorns..." Cherry Parker is the most popular, prettiest, and most loved girl in the school. Everyone falls for her, but no one ever really takes the time to get to know her. They all fall for her looks, for her kindness, but no one knows her. She has a secret, one she doesn't want to get out. But when a classmate of hers stumbles upon it, will she expose her, or keep her secret? ~~~ "And like a dandelion, you float away in the wind before anyone can touch you." Autumn Williams is quiet, keeps to herself. She's observant, constantly watching and listening to the world around her. But she always leaves or backs out before anyone can get close to her, too scared to be hurt. But Autumn sees through Cherry's mask, and she can see the pain and hurt behind her vibrant blue eyes. But will either of them ever let the other close, or will they continue to push each other away? They both have their secrets, but could they help each other finally accept themselves, too?

Genre:
Drama / Romance
Author:
Boba Milk Tea Boy
Status:
Ongoing
Chapters:
2
Rating:
n/a
Age Rating:
13+

Observing ~ Autumn

Hobby?

I subconsciously flipped my pencil over and tapped the eraser on the desk lightly, thinking. The only hobby I have is observing. I watch people, observing the world around me, taking mental notes. Humans are interesting creatures, and watching their habits and routines is interesting. But I can’t write “people-watching” on an ‘about you’ paper. I don’t know why they still have these, but I continued filling mine out, anyway. There’s not much to know about me. I don’t watch t.v. so I don’t have a favorite movie or show. I don’t like reading, so I don’t have a favorite book.

I left the answer blank, like most of my other answers, and moved on. Favorite color? I don’t have one. Never have. I don’t really think about that. I see the world differently than most, I think. Everything is just scientific data being stored in my brain for no apparent reason. I don’t seem to experience emotions the same way others do, either. I don’t think about irrelevant things like favorite colors- what’s the point?

So skipped it, too.

I didn’t end up filling much out, just some things like “Siblings?” or other questions I could answer. I don’t see much of a point in doing this in the first place, anyway. Why do the teachers and schools need to know what our favorite animal is?

I snapped out of my thoughts and stopped tapping my eraser on the desk, a habit of mine I do when I’m thinking. I don’t realize I do it most of the time, but when I get lost in thought or I’m concentrating I subconsciously do it.

I lifted my head and looked around the room, having finished my paper. My eyes landed on a particular girl a few rows in front of me. Cherry Parker. The most popular girl in school. But what’s odd is that she’s not like the usual “snobby bitch” popular girl. She’s overly kind to everyone and smiles way too much.

Her hair was a color I couldn’t quite name. Red doesn’t exactly describe it, but it’s not brown either. I looked up shades of reddish-brown hair colors just out of curiosity. Sometimes when I think of something or question something, no matter how stupid or insignificant it may be, I’ll have to find the answer. Sometimes it’s nice because I learn more that way, but sometimes it’s terrible because, for example, I won’t be able to listen or concentrate on anything until I figure out how to spell a word someone said three hours ago. I’ll lose sleep over something as small or minor as that.

So, sneakily, I pulled out my phone, typing into the search bar. I scrolled through the lists and colors, trying to find one similar to this girl’s hair. I wonder if it’s dyed? Mahogany, maybe? Russet? Burgundy or auburn? Auburn seemed too red though. It was like a dark brown with a tint of red, but in the light seemed more red with a tint of brown. It was extraordinary. I decided to just call it dark auburn, for now.

The girl turned and looked at me, as if she could feel my gaze on the back of her head. I snapped my head quickly the other way, resting my chin in my hand and facing the window. I only saw them for a second, but her eyes were a bright aqua blue, not quite turquoise but not quite blue, either. I haven’t even met her yet and I was already intrigued.


I don't particularly like lunchtime. It's too crowded, too loud. It smells terrible, too. But it's also a good place for people watching. I picked a spot in the corner, closer to the door but away from the trash cans and sat down. There wasn't anyone sitting there, and now that I'm sitting here I suspect no one will come, either. I sat in a spot where I could see everything in the room, and hear all of the main things. A girl named Courtney was complaining to her group of friends near me.

"-and then he just blew me off! He even left me on read! Can you believe that?!" She exclaimed. She flipped her long brown hair over her shoulder and continued ranting about her boyfriend, something I didn't care much about. I don't know how, but annoying and cliche popular girl is best friends with Cherry, the sweet nice girl. She just sat there, nodding along and paying close-attention to what her friend was saying. Courtney was going back and forth between ranting about her boyfriend, Charlie, and continuously asking Cherry questions, so she didn't get a chance to eat much of her food by keeping up with answering everything.

"Hey, are you going to eat that?" Someone at the table asked, pointing to Cherry's food. Her gaze snapped over towards them. "Huh? Oh, um, no, you can have it if you want," she said, passing it over to them and giving them a small smile. "Really? Sweet!" They said, taking it. She went back to looking at her friend, listening to what she was ranting on about.

I noticed a girl walk in, and turned my attention to that. The popular boy, Charlie, was hiding by the corner and he finally walked in a few moments after the girl. They both sat at different tables and didn't say anything to each other, but I can tell something happened, though I don't care much.

"Oh my god Babe, hi!" Courtney smiled, kissing her boyfriend as he sat down beside her. He smiled back, but I saw him glance at the girl from before after. They shared a look and he went back to talking with his girlfriend. His dirty blonde hair was messier than it was earlier and his black and blue school colors letterman jacket was crooked some, as if he had put it on in a hurry. "Where were you? You were gone for like 15 minutes, are you okay?" Courtney asked. He smiled at her, "Yeah, I'm fine Babe, don't worry." He pecked her lips before standing up and leaving, saying that lunch was almost over.

So the popular boy was cheating on the popular girl. Interesting. I figured it would've been the other way around. I looked at the clock and realized he was right, we would be leaving soon. Wanting to avoid the large crowd of people, I stood up and grabbed my untouched lunch. It wasn't much, just a muffin I had made the previous day in a paper bag, but I wasn't too hungry. I was about to leave to go throw it away when I saw Cherry furrowing her eyebrows. I noticed her hand go to her stomach for a second and her hand shook slightly. I sighed. She has a problem saying 'no' to people, I assume, and was trying to be nice, but now she doesn't have any food.

Everyone stood up and started making their way out of the cafeteria. I followed the crowd, trying to stay towards the back so I don't get pushed around by the lot of people. We finally made it back to grab our stuff and wait for the bell since lunch for us came at the end of class. Right before the bell was about to ring, I walked over to Cherry's desk and dropped the paper bag on her desk. She looked at the bag and then at me, her aqua blue eyes confused.

"You didn't eat at lunch."

She looked even more confused at how I knew and why I cared, but the bell rang before she could say anything.

Saved by the bell.

I didn't bother saying bye, it's not like we're friends. I don't have friends. I don't bother with that kind of thing. I readjusted my bag on my shoulder and left the room, heading to my next class.

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