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Sunshine and Rainbows: Epilouge

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ThatoneAsianNPC

Published: Feb 24, 2013

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-Some time later-

It was lunchtime. Again.

The sun was still shining, the sky still spotless. A rare sight in early March, but a sight nonetheless, making the mood brighten in the large room- again.

Only this time, it was more subtle- more relaxing.

'This past year, I've really been through a lot, haven't I.' I thought, smiling to myself. I carried my drawn-on dark blue binder into the room, looking around and taking in the tables that were occupied by fellow students.

I walked forward, then right, stopping for a moment at the table where, last year (or was it this? It seemed a lifetime ago) our little group of friends sat at the table. I could see some now, gathering with food, sitting in their respective spots. I saw the spot I usually had occupied, grinning at the memories it held. A person who was fairly new to the table- I don't remember his name- looked at me.

Then I shrugged and walked right past, putting my stuff down on the next table over, and making myself comfortable in an empty seat, on the edge of a fairly empty table.

Yeah, I guess I was more lonely now- no longer tagging along with a massive group of friends- but it was a lot nicer.

My so-called friends, at least most of them, had grown up to some degree. Emily and Sam were actually together now- can you believe it?- but they weren't... Well, they weren't really the people they used to be. Not that it was a very bad thing, but...

I remembered how last year, they would talk and argue about a variety of things- Pokémon training, the daily science assignment, or some bits of Homestuck here and there.

Nowadays- well, it was, so to speak, more mature.

People had joined up with the group, and it no longer held the charm it had a whole back. It wasn't the lovable nerdy group it used to be- now, it was just joke after perverted joke, and high pitched complaining coming from Emily about various stupid things.

It had pretty much turned into a preppy group where each day, everyone who sat there talked about things and didn't really mean any of it. Basically, a popularity contest.

It was like the people there just gave their true, spontaneous selves up to follow a leader- Emily- and they just followed along, not really doing what they wanted to do, or something. They'd all grown out of their childish stage and started becoming the dreaded teenager.

Emily had started becoming more controlling, I guess- always demanding and pulling a sympathy card when necessary to get people to do what she wanted.

Not that it was bad. I won't try and get them to stay exactly as they were, or anything. I don't really mind if they do things that I personally don't approve of -Okay, maybe I do- but I won't start yelling at them each day to get them to change back.

I mean, when they started, I didn't really yell all too much, just made a few sharp remarks when it got really bad, glared when they started to talk about when people would get raped (yeah- don't ask, please) and one day, finally fed up and sick of the stupidity of the supposedly nerdy smart table, spotted an empty table and quietly moving to it.

It was the best decision I had ever made in that building.

I knew I was probably going to be alone- I didn't care. People could look at me. Fine. A somewhat not-quite-yet-a-friend, Anne, sat alone at her table, too.

What I didn't quite expect was Em, a minute later, getting up from her seat, taking her things, and moving to sit next to me.

"I really couldn't stand watching Emily and Sam anymore." She said. I agreed.

It wasn't as if Emily and Sam didn't go together. They did, I guess. But they'd changed, so Sam just really started following Emily like a lovesick puppy. Emily had already severed the relationship once, and then got back together.

Didn't seem like love at all. More like a hostage situation.

"Hey, Em, you wanna sit here instead of there for now?"

"Yeah. I can still hear the torture, but at least I don't have to see it."

Em continued to sit with me in an empty table that was next to Emily's (it was pretty much the only empty one in the whole room, so).

We became really close friends with Anne, and decided to sit at her semi-empty table (she sat alone, but there was a group at the other end of the table) at lunch one time.

Soon, she moved to ours.

We had- and are having- a way funner time with each other than before, with Emily's group. It's a lot smaller- with only three people- so we share a way closer relationship with each other. We've been to Em and Anne's house some times, and plan to go there each Friday, after school.

We don't have to worry about keeping an image up- we talk about what we really want to talk about, which is usually Pokémon, and if we're broaching an unfavorable subject, we make it clear that we really should move on.

It's a lot easier that way. And way cooler, too- who else is willing to race our really slow selves in Cross Country one part of the year, battle each other in Pokémon the next, and then do Track and Field for the last?

I mean, Emily didn't even like sports.

I shake myself from the thughts as Em comes over, says hi, and then goes off to buy some popcorn. Anne gets here and starts to read a book.

Nobody really notices the other until Em gets back and Anne stops reading, which is a while- but nobody really seems to care.

We don't need to talk constantly to keep our friendship gauge up- just need to be there.

Okay, and maybe rave over the newest video game occcasionally.

Not quite a part of the main thing.

recommended that I write this.

It's pretty much completely all fact.

And in case you were wondering,

is Em,

is Emily, and

is Sam.

Em, Emily, and Sam aren't their real names, though.

Anne is somebody who currently does not have a DA, but is still a very amazing person (and even better at Pokémon battling).

I guess my previous "friends" really have changed- I really don't associate with them, they don't associate with me. And as you've probably noticed, they really don't go onto DA much anymore- in fact, not at all.

Hopefully it wasn't too sad compared to the others! Sorry if you thought that it was another happy fic ^-^

Pokemon doesn't belong to me- it belongs to Nintendo. Not me (perhaps someday!)

To be honest, I'm procrastinating on writing another of the hundred themes. Shh!

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shippyshipper

Sep 22, 2015

I was reading this, and it made me smile. I just want you to know that.
Though, ironically, you probably won't know that for a while, because you don't ever check your DA.

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