Another voice told him he was probably not fun enough for them. A small voice in the back of his head told him he was being crazy, thinking they were off having fun without him. He wondered why he wasn't being included in any of their plans. It was a Tuesday but it was spring break and so they'd had the week off of school. He wondered what the rest of the crew was up to this evening. Jotting down his coffee order, the girl with long locks of dark brown hair spun around to begin making it and he maneuvered back over to the arm chair. Maya's mother had taken a few days off apparently, for her “baby girl”.įarkle tried not to feel jealous. Giving in finally, the blonde stood and made his way over to the counter where a girl was poised at the register. He was still gone all the time, still traveling and flying around the world constantly for his “business”.įarkle tried not to sound bitter when he referred to him. ![]() Despite his father's promises all those months ago, he had yet to see him any more often than he had before. If he hadn't, well, he'd have no kind of support system. It was a good thing too that he had these people in his life. It'd been the reason why he hadn't wanted any of them to see his actual house. He was a “rich kid” by most people's standards. In fact, most if they really got to know him, would consider him spoiled. ![]() ![]() Maybe he was being irrational and maybe he should be thankful for having what he did. But, at the end of the day, what Farkle had decided he really needed was somebody, just one somebody in particular. They were a team and that was good because everyone needs friends and everyone needs someone to watch their back. He was always with Zay nowadays.įarkle considered just how far they had come together, all of his friends and him. He wondered idly if he continued sitting all alone if a certain blonde boy from Texas just might show up. To say he had been down in the dumps recently, well, you'd be on point. To say he was in a rut was an understatement. Feeling a little like a boy whose puppy ran away, Farkle Minkus was currently sitting in the middle of Topanga's, on a plush little chair, debating whether or not to order a coffee.
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