>You are anon.
>but you knew that already.
>you finally went outside and did something this summer.
>you were at the beach and your setup was ballin .
>the weather was perfect , decent wind , warm sand, pretty nice day overall.
>a cooler with your favorite drinks.
>an umbrella for shade.
>everything was perfectly in place.
>"hey ! Heads up!"
>what?
>for what seemed like a few minutes , you only saw black.
>it was like the Detroit of unconsciousness 
>when you get feeling back into your limbs you get the need to move.
>as you sit up and open your eyes , you see a blond girl next to you.
>pretty sure she wasn't with you when you went out.
>sitting in silence for a few seconds you both look at eachother.
>she's blonde , blue eyes , not bad/10
>she makes a goofy looking face then says.
>"so are you alive then ?"
"You say that like its a bad thing"
>"well either way , since you aren't dead , want to celebrate with a drink?"
>she says this while reaching into your cooler and looking for drinks.

"What."
>"what ?"
"What do you mean what ? You're the one going through my stuff"
>"well duh , how else am I going to find something to drink?"
"I think we need to backtrack here"
>"alright ..."
"Why did I get knocked unconscious ?"
>"well it definitely , TOTALLY wasn't my volleyball moving at Mach 2"
"I can't tell if that's sarchasm or if you're actually thinking I would believe that"
>after a few minutes of her giving you a blank stare , she responds
>"well let's say it was a volleyball ... Just how mad would you be?"
"Honestly ? I think you should just go back to your friends or whoever you're here with."
>standing up , you begin to pack your things up
>"aww, but we were having so much fun!"
"Are you touched in the head or something ? Leave , go , just stop talking to me"
>"well fine then ! If your going to be so rude about it then maybe I will go !"
"Cool , bye"
>she went from hyper to deflated in about 4 seconds
>she stands there looking stunned for a second before speaking
>"b-but ... Why ? I'm just trying to be nice to you ."
"Because quite frankly , I don't know you. You're cute and all but I'd rather be at home instead of worrying about getting knocked out again"


>"well when you put it like that ..."
>she's on the verge of tears at this point as you stand over her
"I do put it like that you idiot , now fuck off so I can finish packing my shit"
>"oh ... Okay ..."
>she walks off to what you assume are her friends and starts crying
>you get dirty looks from her friends as you leave
>not your fault their friend is a sperg
>it doesn't take you long to get your shit packed
>it was only an umbrella, towel, and some other small things.
>before you can take it back to your car, one of blondies friends walks over to you
>this one is brunette, qt/10 but probably pissed
>"just who the hell do you think you are ?"
"Well my name is anon , but you can call me anytime."
>that's not what I meant , dickhead. She went over there to see if you were alright and you just told her off!"
"This is very true"
>"do you have ANYTHING to say for yourself ?"
>yeah, fuck you
"Not really, that's why I'm going home so I don't have to deal with petty bullshit"
>the brunette gets pissed and walks off looking like she's about to kill someone
>sucks for them
>getting into your car you leave the beach and return to your sweet, sweet home.

>After that incident at the beach, you stayed relatively inside for the rest of the summer.
>mainly because getting knocked unconscious gave you a minor concussion according to your doctor.
>but now school is back in, and it's time to be a senior.
>apparently the boundaries for local school districts had been redrawn, meaning you had to go to some place called "seishou academy".
>conveniently enough, it was well within walking distance.
>about a mile.
>at least it's not far.
-let it be known my transition scenes need work-
-it's early in the morning.
>you're in a classroom.
>please god end this suffering.
>not really suffering, just boredom.
>you were early.

>at least you had time for an egg mcmuffin.
>the shittiest, but best breakfast.
>students slowly start to fill in the room, one or two sad hi but that's it.
>beforehand the teacher told you that you didn't have to introduce yourself , so there's at least one positive.
>the last of the students file in and the bell rings.
>there are a few people you've seen around town , but nobody really stands out.
>wait a minute.
>there's a blond girl who looks familiar.
>familiar from where though?
>whofuckingknows.jpg.
Not much to do now but wait for lunch.

>hour after hour.
>subject after subject.
>it's all paying off.
>lunch.
>the 40 minutes of food and frien-...
>oh yeah...
>you wander aimlessly until you find a nice secluded wall to sit by and eat.
>you didn't know anybody here and nobody knew you.
>as you start to eat you notice the blond from class staring at you
>not glancing
>full on fucking staring
>she says something you can't hear and everyone at their table looks at you
>lightbulb.jpg
>the beach
>this should be a joy