Rivers

I was captain of the basketball team. I was because they kicked me out, like no one needed me. Oh well, at least now I have tons of free time for my favorite hobby: drawing. It's probably the only thing I'll never get tired of. I'm even thinking about making a living out of it. I really enjoy it. I see potential in it. But my dad doesn't see it that way. He shoved me into this boring university, declaring that until I graduated, he wouldn't let me even set foot in the door, wouldn't let me take a single step on my own. So I'm stuck here, dreaming of only one thing: getting the hell out of this university.
Today, during yet another boring lecture, I was half-listening to Mrs. Bennet's droning. I was engrossed in putting the finishing touches on the superhero's cape, carrying Mrs. Bennet out the classroom window. My friend, sitting to my right, suddenly turns to me:

• Oh, is this Mrs. Bennet?
• Yeah, - I mutter, carried away by my work.
  He laughs, and as soon as I finish, he grabs the drawing and, choking with laughter, kicks the person sitting in front of him:
• Check it out!
  And then my drawing spread across the entire auditorium, which is why I was kicked out. The drawing fell into Miss Bannet's hands, but reluctantly, I left. My legs carried me to the library on their own. Why? I don't know. And two people, a girl and a guy, walked in.
• Alex... I... j-just thought... - she mumbles - m-maybe we could go to the movies...?
  -Listen...- the blond guy drawls and from his tone I understand that they are not going anywhere - you are good, but it’s about me
  the guy said and left, leaving the tearful girl alone. I couldn’t help but approach her
• Don't cry, it was obvious.
  I tell her while she raises her eyes to me
  -what is obvious?
  -Well, where is Alex?
  I say, trying not to offend the girl, because she was dressed in gray baggy clothes, had her hair slicked back in a bun, and didn’t even wear makeup!
• Am I ugly or something?
• No... just a little shitty.

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