Honey walked down the halls, the surroundings too much for her, bright lights, loud talking, whispers, points. It feels like everyone's talking about her, even if they may not be.
She hated it, all of it, people, the world, how bright and loud things were. Her hands trembled as she held onto the hem of her top, fidgeting. Always fidgeting.
Its always like that with her, the world, big, scary, too much. Overwhelming. But.. it eased a little when she met her.
Liora.
The girl was short, but loud, spoke up for Honey, made her happy. Loved. Safe. They're dating.
Liora, shouts down the hallway, excited to see her amazing girlfriend, which in her eyes, Honey one hundred percent was amazing, perfect even.
But.. She was worried about Honey, she was skinny, too skinny, and at first, she thought it was because of the height, but she noticed that Honey barely eats either.
Honey!!
She called, running over to Honey, she wrapped her arms around her. Honey tensed. Liora didnt mind. She peeked up at her. You okay?
she whispers, getting no reply. Honey hasn't eaten today. She knows it.
You werent in maths. Or biology.
She says, arms still around her. Wanna get something to eat? A brownie?
She whispers.
Honey was probably going to say no, but she asked anyway.
