Lies

Chapter 7

Kagami

Thursday has come in an instant, the door opens and my eyes shoot over to see two girls laughing as they walk to their lockers together. Felix hasn't entered once and I've come to the conclusion that he won't be present today. His crude jokes, flirtatious comments and his sweet spicy scent are all absent. It annoys me to think that he's roaming through my mind right now and I can't shake it off.

I try my combo for the third time, it opens and my book back falls over spilling all the contents inside. For a moment I think about what joke he'd come up with, what pick up line he'd use, or even if he'd give me a smile or wink. These thoughts of him are gravity. Pulling me in and fast before I can fathom that he's snuck his way in. This void of his creates opportunity, but why do I feel so unmotivated?

You make me want to vomit

I knew he hated me, I knew we didn't like each other. I knew. Still those eyes of his burned into my brain and the hatred behind them cinched me. My wrist still feels the force from his grasp and the crack in his voice haunts me. My hand lets go of my book and it falls slamming into the floor. My mind rushes back to the locker before me. Right, school.

I grab the book that fell out of my hand and start to build the barrier against Felix. Today is like any other day. Felix is not around and that is a good thing. I force myself. I force my thoughts to stay away from his name. I force myself to forget yesterday's events. The first warning bell rings and my feet carry me over to the first class of the day.

In math, I had been zoning out and thankfully students had a lot of questions regarding the homework, because of it we skipped the warm up and dove straight into the formulas. Some also had questions regarding the exam we got back yesterday and wanted to know how to do the questions correctly. I stared back at Felix's desk hoping he'd be there, but knowing he wouldn't be.

A student asked a question about the formulas that sounded ignorant to me and I thought for a moment if Felix would laugh at the girl's question. Would he say how dumb she was or would he flirt with her? The smile on my face slowly fades away once I recognize that I'm thinking about Felix. I made a pact this morning.

Both math and history meshed as I can't remember anything we learned. My body may have been in the room but my mind wasn't. I was listening in on the lectures, but I didn't retain any of it. I'm sure it was simple to remember, but I struggled. During break, I ended up eating food and tried hard to figure out a way for me to get my manga and drawing privilege's back. The bell rung and I walked out of the cubby in the art room towards Mrs. Flowter's class.

Felix once again invaded my mind as I passed the stairs he was on. His glossy forest eyes displayed in my mind. When my name rolled off his tongue, the way he was kneeling down. Every inch of him was plastered and engraved just for my eyes alone. His silky blonde hair, his spicy scent, his flirtatious grin. I was caught off guard to see him so torn. What could I have done? The thoughts of him leave me right before I enter the science room door, only for his name to be thrown in the air.

"Hey, so Felix is going right?" I overhear a girl asking. I slide into my seat and quietly put my things away. The curiosity compels me to eavesdrop. I finally submit to the idea that Felix will not be leaving my mind anytime soon and it's exhausting.

"Yeah, he said he'll be there. I just got his answer this morning." Mila sounds relieved. Does she know what happened?

"That's great Mila! I thought him leaving yesterday was strange so it's a good thing you asked him beforehand." I grabbed the beaker I needed, while I continued to eavesdrop.

"Yeah, he said that it was nothing to worry about and that he'll be back Monday." I felt confused. Nothing to worry about? He was crying and fell to his knees. He didn't look like himself. What does he mean nothing to worry about!? Mila and the girl had stopped talking when Mrs. Flowter started her lecture. I continued to ponder their conversation though. There is something he does not want her to know. He lied, but why?