Gil's POV

Gil: hey francy

Francy: yes?

Gil: What's the name of that british guy that you're 'not' dating again?

Francy: Arthur, why?

Gil: smthing

"Ah, his name's Arthur." I looked back up to Matthew.

"Oh, that's my dad's name." 

"What a coincidence." 

"Can you imagine if they both knew each other?" He chuckled. 

"Hell would break loose."

"Ask your friend more about the guy,  maybe I could ask my dad about it."

"I'll ask him later, I think the bell is going to ring." I squinted at the time on my phone. The Bell was definitely going to ring any minute now. "Such a shame, really."

"Not really."

"Why do you say that?"

"It means we're closer and closer to the end of the day." Matthew smiled happily. It was cute. A type of smile I'd rarely ever seen. The type you see innocence in. Poetic but true. He seemed innocent with that smile. Probably because it was such a childish concept. A polarizing one to me but...

"True." I'm over thinking this, I know it. It's a simple thing he's talking about. It's my need for poetic justice, I suppose. I sound like a smart ass saying that but-

The bell rang. Scaring me a bit.

"So," He sighed as he stood up. "I'll see you in a few periods."

"Yeah." Was all I had to time to say. He went fast and with reason. His next period was all the way across the building.

Speaking of next period. What's mine again?

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Francy: gil

Francy: come on explain!!!!

Gil: i was talking to someone about the British

Gil: turns out that this dude I met has a dad named Arthur too

Francy: oh god I hope they don't know each other

Toni:oh yes

Toni: that'd be a hell no one would want to face

Gil: okay but I have a conspiracy theory

Gil: what if they're actually the same person???

Francy: Im leaving.

Toni: idk that would give us a good reason to visit :)))))

I looked up from my phone and found myself alone at lunch. I'm not entirely sure why, this table was huge. Though I guess the cliques and all that could also be a reason for it. It's still a depressing reality.

It has me nostalgic for all those times me and Toni would throw carrots at each other and Francis and I playing Yu-Gi-Oh. Those days were fun until we got yelled atm for fooling around. That only made it funnier.

I never thought I'd say it but I guess I do miss something from home. I miss my friends. Maybe its because I don't have really any right now, maybe it's because the reality of leaving home is getting to me. I don't know but I miss them. They're like my family.

Gil: i wish you guys could visit

Toni: I bet we will

Francy: one of these days

One of these days. It's hopeful yet so vague. It sounds like what a mother would say to her kid when she can't afford a trip to Disneyland or something. One day could weeks or months or years.

I hate to sound like a desperate little kid but I need them now. I need my family. And yeah, I know I have Luddy but he's so much different now. So much farther away from my reach.

I'm sure Francis said that purposefully. He's mothering me as always and I always need it.
Toni's like his other kid.
I bet we will. Toni's too unsure as always. Naive but too much.

They're the same as always. No matter the year.

God, I miss them.