Fighting For Ava

*05*

"What the heck did you do with your phone yesterday?" Jethro grumbled as they settled at a table. The cafeteria looked tense, like how it felt yesterday when he struck the lanky boy. All eyes were shooting glances at him and he could agree now that Gavin's assumption was right. He was being looked at as a villain, but he saw himself as a star instead. Sweet! He gave an insane smile.

"What's funny?" Gavin's brows arched at him and he folded his arms across his chest in some suspicion, "You found it." He presumed.

"Yeah." Jethro nodded, the smile still lacing his face.

"Good. Where's it?" Gavin sighed in relief. It was when he got home drenched last night that he discovered the phone was missing and had Callie known, he would have certainly been in bigger trouble with the woman who had initially ranted about him coming home so late and wet like a drowned rat. Drowned rat. She had called him that. He remembered and chuckled before fixing his eyes on Jethro who had ignored his question, "Dude, where's it?"

"At Liam's inn," Jethro answered dryly, pricking his salad with a fork.

"Liam's inn?" Gavin's face squeezed before he finally got it, "Oh..there?" He exclaimed.

"Yeah there." Jethro grunted, " And you spoilt my dream last night. " He accused in a fit of false anger.

"How?" Gavin's eyes rolled at him.

"You made me speak with that sweaty woman before going to sleep. I dialed your number and she picked." Jethro narrated and he was almost laughing too as his naughty friend gave a funny expression.

"And she later appeared in your dream chasing you with flowers?" Gavin crooned with a sultry wink that got Jethro cackling as all eyes seemed to circle on them asking the distinct question, ' what had got him laughing so hard, just yesterday he was frowning and hurling a fellow student down'.

"Wait, is it some kind of prank you left your phone with her?" Jethro asked in the afterglow of his wild laughter, neglecting the critical looks fixed on him.

"Maybe," Gavin shrugged, "I think you guys are a good match. Age is just a number, yunno." He purred, giving that crazy wink again.

"Damn." That was what Jethro could mutter as his heart heaved in a peal of strangled laughter. He didn't want to make a scene with that again.

"So, did you collect her flowers in your dream or ..." Gavin was making another tease again.

"Dude.." Jethro quickly interrupted with a beam that somehow turned dim in a couple of seconds. Gavin's mention of flowers had brought back the weird dream he had about Ava. Remembering Ava, he pouted and rested back on his chair, sad.

"What happened?" Gavin asked, noticing his sudden change of mood.

"About Ava," He started, raking his hair with fingers, "I have a change of plan."

"You want us to go visit her before the weekend?" Gavin guessed so right, recalling how displeased his friend had looked when he made the 'weekend' suggestion the last evening.

"You're smart." Jethro breathed and nodded, "That's why I called you last night. To notify you we're going today."

"Today?" Gavin shrieked, "That's too quick."

"No, it's not," Jethro affirmed, thrusting a fork of salad into his mouth.

Gavin could only sigh afterward and then distracted himself by casting glances around the cafeteria. Nobody seemed to be paying attention to them again. Everyone seemed to be busy with their lunch now as there were only ten minutes left. But in all of it, Gavin saw a couple of eyes lingering at them with interest and he called his friend's attention to it.