The Juice is Worth the Squeezed

Chapter 7-The Gray Eyed Idiot

Methel POV

I was frozen as I stared at Phillip, what should I say? Yes? No? My mind was already concluding what his reaction will be, and it was both bad. If I say yes, he might wonder why I didn't told him and if I say no, I'm sure this Geoffrey will protest.

So I decided to tell him the truth, I mean, omitting the worst parts.

"Yeah, I know him already," I muttered as I looked on the ground.

"Since when?" asked Phillip curious.

"Two days ago," I replied, not removing my gaze on the pavement, then I felt Geoffrey taking his place beside me.

"Hey idiot, why are you looking at the ground, I want to see those pretty eyes of yours," he complimented my eyes once again then he took my chin by his hand and forced me to looked at him.

Well, what can I say, he's still wearing the Ray Ban but I know behind that expensive sun glass of his, gray eyes are devouring mine.

"That's better," he said smirking then he turned to Phillip, "so you're joining us for lunch?" asked Geoffrey.

Please Phillip, please say yes, I told myself staring at him too, with his chocolate colored eyes.

"No, I already took my lunch," said Phillip in a calm voice which sent another wave of disappointment on me, "but I can come with you if its ok."

When I heard him, oh god I'm sure I'm grinning like an idiot.

"Really your coming with us?" I asked excited.

"Well, if Geoffrey wants to," he replied as he stared to his best friend.

"Its all right, the more the merrier right?" replied Geoffrey not realizing that the guy I like is his best friend. He took me by my wrist.

We started walking back towards the campus, with Phillip beside us. I'm trying my best to remove Geoffrey's tight grip on my wrist but its like a python slinking on my left wrist, I can't remove it! Damn this maniac Geoffrey!

"So what's that thing you wanted to ask me again Methel?" asked Phillip suddenly.

Oh God! Not in front of Geoffrey!

"Umm, maybe we can talk about it tomorrow," I replied giving him a small smile.

"Tomorrow? Just spill it already," retorted the idiot Geoffrey like a child again.

I can't spill it because its about the Red Card you sent me idiot! Yelled someone inside my head.

"No," I frowned at him, "it doesn't concern you anyway so stay out of it."

I looked at Phillip to find him looking surprised, just like I've done something that amused him.

"So why the hell did you went to the garden when I told you back in the car that my cronies will guide you to the playroom?" asked Geoffrey suddenly as we continue to walk towards God knows where.

I gave a quick nervous glance to Phillip, because he doesn't know I was with Geoffrey this morning and the night before.

"I never agreed with you," I replied at him trying to dismissed the topic already.

"What?" asked Geoffrey annoyed.

"I.Never.Agreed.With.You," I told him making my voice clear.

"Well I thought it will be the payment of the things that I gave to you this morning," said Geoffrey cockily.

My eyes bulged looking at him.

"What?" he asked frowning.

"I understand, just shut up already," I hissed at him annoyed.