Who You Are To Me (unOrdinary)

Episode 27 - A Rival's Kindness

John's POV

Things have gotten weird.

And when I say weird, I mean really weird.

Ever since I've been hanging out with the whole crew, that is. Remi, Isen, Blyke, Elaine...and Arlo.

You might have guessed already. What I've found that's so weird? And you're probably right about it.

It's none other than the mighty fork lord himself, Arlo. Or Asslo, if you will. I don't really care myself. But whatever floats your boat, I guess.

He's been acting really weird lately and I can't get it out of my head. Like, talking to me politely, offering to tend to my injuries that I got from Superhero missions, and all that sort of shit. If I'm being completely honest, it creeps me the fuck out.

I know it might sound harsh, but the thought of Arlo actually being nice to me scares me a little. After all, we've always been at each other's throats all the time. So I have no idea if what he's doing is genuine or not.

If someone told me that this was a dare that he was forced to do, I'd believe it.

Anyways, that was just a recap of my feelings towards those little gestures of Arlo's.

What really freaked me out today was...

"Hey, John. If you're not doing anything after school tomorrow, want to go to the mall?"

...

"Eh?"

Kovoro Mall, Wellston Town, 3:43PM

And that's how I ended up at Kovoro Mall. Currently looking at Arlo waiting at a bench and looking at his phone. He was probably waiting for me to show up.

Damn, why did I even say yes?

Because it would've been rude to say no?

Nah, I beat up Arlo and the others before just to bring the hierarchy system down to its knees at Wellston. I don't think it's fair to say that turning down an invitation to the mall is ruder compared to my merciless battle with the former Royals.

Urgh, but I can't just leave either. It'd be such a waste to go back to the dorms now.

"Ah, John!"

Shit.

I turned over to see Arlo, who had now noticed me and no longer had his blue eyes focused on the screen of his phone.

Great.

Utterly fantastic.

Giving in to the fact that my cover had been blown, I walked over to the bench where Arlo was sitting at.

He was wearing a light blue sweater that looked a bit big on him with his sleeves rolled up, a white collared shirt underneath, black pants, and casual black shoes. There was also his blue earrings, but then again, he always wore them around.

I swear, I never see him wear sneakers.

"Yo, how's it going?" I asked as he slowly got up.

"Alright." He responded, then took a quick glimpse of my outfit. "Never would've guessed that you were into that kind of clothing style."

I personally had on an oversized white long sleeve shirt, a stylish black vest on top, dark blue jeans, and black heeled boots. My nails were painted black and I wore silver cross earrings.