His Secret

Chapter 9

Lyla

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I have no idea how to approach Henri. Even though I know I'm in the wrong, I'm still a little bit irritated.

I'm stubborn when I want to be...

But still, I'm keeping an eye out for him.

Bingo! There he is leaning against the wall. This time though instead of his usual book, he's just looking at his phone.

Clement: "You looking for me?"

Lyla: "Hey! You scared me!"

Clement: "Who are you looking at like that? Henri?"

Shoot! I really am an open book.

Jasmine: "I'm guessing she is."

Lyla: "I actually need to go apologize."

Clement: "What? You're kidding Lyla! You're gonna just keep playing Mother Theresa? Just reassure me of one thing: You do know he's gonna give you the brush off don't you?!"

Jasmine: "Of course she knows! It's really nice of you Lyla... As long as you know what you're getting yourself into. No matter what, I'm fine with whatever it takes to get the old Lyla back."

Jasmine smiles at me in a supportive way.

Clement is looking from me to Jasmine and back to me, completely lost.

My friend doesn't miss much. She has definitely noticed how upset I've been the last few days, despite my efforts to cover it up.

Clement: "As for me, I give up. I don't understand what you're talking about anyway."

Jasmine: "Well, how do you plan on doing that?"

Clement: "Oh yeah! That. That is interesting... So, Lyla, tell us what we wanna hear!"

Lyla: "You'll see!"

I'm avoiding things a bit because I'm not really sure how to go about things.

Lyla: "The thing is, I'm still mad at him! But I really need to apologize... Ughhh! I'm never gonna be able to do this!"

Jasmine takes my hands in hers.

Jasmine: "Don't worry! I'm sure you'll figure out a good time! For now, don't think about it too much. Just remember, you can try to figure everything out in that pretty little head of yours, but things never turn out how you imagine."

Jasmine's words are reassuring. I think I just need to be patient. She's right.

As for Clement, he seems disappointed. I think he wanted to see me make a fool of myself again.

Clement: "Well changing the subject, I have my game Friday night! You guys wanna be my cheerleaders? Ya know... to come cheer on your best buddy!?"

Jasmine: "Cheerleaders? Definitely not! But we'll be there! Right Lyla?"

Lyla: "Yeah... of course..."