Petrichor

Mikhail

          I shouldn't have left him standing there in the rain. I had wanted to go back, but I was already soaked to my skin. Besides, what would I say or do? That I liked him too? But I don't even know if he actually did or if it was just him being drunk and wanting to be spontaneous. What was more spontaneous than kissing your male friend out of the blue, i guess.

I reach home and shrug off my wet clothes before taking a hot shower. Then I sit on my bed and stare at my phone, debating whether to text him or not. I wanted to, but I had no idea what to say.

God, this was so frustrating. I sigh and toss my phone onto the bed exasperated. It bounces and lands on the floor with a thud. Crap. I just got this one. I pick it up and sigh in relief. The glass screen was still intact.

"No thanks to you, bed." I grumble, placing the phone slowly on my desk before flopping down on the bed. It's probably best I don't talk to him about the kiss right now, he probably still wasn't thinking straight.

I chuckle quietly at my own pun, then the chuckle turns into full-blown laughter. Hmm, maybe I was a bit drunk too. I walk downstairs to get a cup of water before trying to sleep it off.

I would talk to him tomorrow, at school. Hopefully, he'd remember what happened.

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Ryan wasn't at school the next day. I knew because I passed by all his classes during the day and he wasn't in a single one, not even at lunch. Was it weird I know his full schedule?, maybe. But that was not the point right now. Was he avoiding me? No, that would be dumb. He's probably just sick. I decide to ask Allen during lunch.

"He caught a bad cold." Allen says, confirming my guess. Then adds. "Why didn't you just text him?"

Instead of answering honestly I say that my phone was low battery and walk away. I couldn't go over to see him after school because I had plans with my mom right after school. Tomorrow's good too I guess, no problem. 

But the next day was really hectic. There was a test in almost every class, all of which I had almost completely forgotten to study for because I had been busy thinking about Ryan.

I cram all the information I possibly can into my head between each class. Finally, the last class of the day ends. I slump back in my chair, exhausted.

"Mikhail." a voice says from behind me. It's Cassandra.

"What's up, Cass?" I reply without turning.

She pulls up a chair next to me. "Feels like I haven't seen you in forever. What happened to you on Tuesday, you just disappeared."

"Nothing happened." I reply. But speaking of, I should probably get going before Ryan leaves school. 

"Okay then, keep your secrets. But, I have news." she says, excited.