Making it.

Chapter 14 - Everybody does!

This damn guy left me practically stranded at the burger bar to find my way back to the school all alone and I do not believe that he did it out of good intentions. And he definitely didn't do it for me to get some 'orientation' as he liked to put it.

Stupid idiot.

Nevertheless, I did find my way back after some angry Google-Mapping and maybe getting out one station too early than needed. Just maybe.

After that evening, I never once broke my promise and kept pushing with no success. He still ignores me and I feel like he gets better at it every single day. Man, was I that stubborn and annoying when Simon and Milli tried to do the same thing on me? I think I was even worse, to be honest.

I once went up to his room and simply sat down in front of it for hours, hoping that he would get out or in at some point but I eventually grew tired and fell asleep for one of the other guys walking around the hallway to wake me up in the middle of the night. I almost tripped the stairs twice that night as well. If I had fallen, I would have been able to guilt trip Luke back into talking to me and eventually letting the walls he has put up, crumble down. Damn my great reflexes.

Right now, I am sitting in my room and finishing up some homework while the rest of the school is at some celebration- more like party but the teachers don't call it that in front of us. I had to promise Sammy to tune in later and I will once I am done with Maths.

I finally shove my books away and glance at my reflection in the mirror. My hair is in big curls and I am still wearing the outfit from earlier which consists of a pair of jeans and a backless, black, long-sleeve shirt that flares out a bit at the bottom of my arms. Milli got it for my birthday this summer and I had realised this morning how rarely I wore it since then. A few touch ups on my make-up make me ready to head out and to the celebration. In all honesty, I actually have no idea what there is to celebrate but I mean, it cannot be something bad, right?

I put my phone and keys into my back pockets as I walk down the stairs when I come to an abrupt halt. There, at the bottom, is standing Luke in his all black glory. Seeing him for the first time in over a week makes my heartbeat speed up a notch.

Recovering quickly, I clear my throat and his head whips in my direction. The same split of a second that he realises it's me standing a few feet away, something shifts in his eyes and they seem distant again, instead of the deep oceans that have been burned in my mind each time I got a chance to look at them long enough.

"Don't do that again. Please." My plead reaches him, but not enough to let his guard down again.

"Do what?"

"Ignore me. Shut me out. Push me away. Whatever that you have been doing since our late lunch together." I slowly step down one step at a time.

"I did not do such thing."

"Don't lie to me."

"Don't act like you know everything. Because, surprise, you don't know shit." He's getting angry, which means he is comfortable enough to show me how he feels. Although this feeling isn't the one I'd like for him to feel.

"Don't act like you don't know me." I point out how I felt over the past week because of the way he behaved.

"Don't act like- you know what? This is pointless." He turns away and I hastily jump the last two steps down in one quick movement.

"Stop."

He is almost out when I shout, "Stop running away!"

That gets him. His back goes rigid and I see his fist clench and relax again. I take quiet steps toward him, using the chance while he doesn't see me even thought I know that he is fully aware of my approaching figure.