Anxiety Attack

Chapter 31

Finley's P.O.V

"Luke," I began. "You are not cool."

Luke grinned at me, a little twinkle of mischief in his eye. "On the contrary, little sister, I think I'm quite the cool cat."

I winced. "First off, please don't ever say that again. Second, you're still not cool."

"I got you and Eli back together, didn't I?" He countered. "Without me, you'd still be moping around like you lost your soul."

I was stung. "I was not moping."

"Oh, yeah you were! Honestly, it was pathetic, with you all depressed and dragging your sorry ass around when he was only a phone call away."

"And what did you do when you and Allie got into a fight?" I countered. "You did, and I quote, "shouted, punched some stuff then cried for the last half hour.'"

Luke was silent for a couple seconds. "I hate you," he commented.

I chuckled slightly and stood up from the couch, stretching. "You love me," I said, ruffling his hair as I passed him, heading into the kitchen.

"Hey!" Luke protested, his hand going to his hair. "I hate you!"

"No you don't!"

...

I groaned as the bell rang, making me leave the safety of a silent study hall and brave the halls of my lame high school. I really, really, really would rather not go to AP Biology. I found Eli by his locker, realizing that he had the next class with me.

"Hey," I greeted him as I leaned against the locker next to his.

"Well aren't you the cool kid," he said, grabbing his Bio book.

"I wish that I could be like the cool kids, like the cool kids," I sang.

"Yeah, let's not sing," Eli said, shutting me up.

I frowned. "You don't like my singing?"

"Hm," Eli stroked his chin, pretending to think about it. "Now that I think about it... no."

I pouted. "You're so mean to me."

Eli rolled his eyes, grabbing my hand and interlacing our fingers. "Yeah, I'm so mean to you."

I was still pouting when Eli bent down slightly and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

"Fin," he whined. "Please, I'm not mean to you! I love your singing voice now please smile again!"

I broke out in a smile, just because I wanted to, by the way, not because Eli told me to. "Your wish is my command," I said sweetly.

"Oh?" Eli wiggled his eyebrows. "So I could wish you to do-"

"Finish that sentence and you'll wish you'd never been born," I warned him.

Eli was silent for a second as he registered my words. "You have been hanging out with Allie too much," he muttered.

"Eli!"

"What? I didn't say it was a bad thing..."

...

I was sitting in my gym class, waiting for the gym teacher to finish explaining archery. I kind of liked my gym class, as I got to wear whatever athletic gear I want, which explained why I was in sweats and a loose T-shirt for gym. Honestly, I don't understand why we had to change for archery, but nonetheless, archery was going to be fun.

"Hey," I heard someone say.

I turned my head and saw the boy that Eli had fought saunter up to me, a cocky smile on his face.