You Frustrate Me Incredibly

Ceasefire

Hours have passed and the only words we've shared are sarcastic comments. Now we're both sitting down at the humid wood floor. I have my headphones on and he's just throwing rocks at a bottle. For a second I feel his eyes on me. I look at him and he looks away.

"What is it?", I ask

"You know, you should've gone with the others", I hear him saying through the music in my ears "Seems like the ghostbusters would've needed you", I take off my headphones

"The ghostbusters are four", I correct him

"Whatever nerd", he says as if he's not one

"You're one to talk?", I say with irony in my voice

He looks at me with a smug smirk

"Anyway. The 'ghostbusters' can function just fine without me", I say "Plus, Dustin sorta nagged me to stay here", I lie. I don't want to say that I stayed here myself. He would rub it in my face forever.

I put my headphones back on and turn my gaze to the ceiling. "Without You" plays on my Walkman. Motley Crue. It's really a song that you wouldn't expect it's theirs. It's kinda mellow for hair metal. But still the guitar solo rocks. If they wrote the song themselves one of the members must've been really smitten. I wonder how it must feel. To be in love. I actually never have. Probably due to some certain faith issues. I've gone to dates and shit, but I never really clicked with anyone. That thing they call 'young love', never had it.

I feel Munson's eyes on me again and it cuts me out of my thoughts.

"Got a staring problem?", I say taking off my headphones a little annoyed

"What were you doing here the other day?", he burts out catching me off guard

I shake my head confused

"Before you found me here?", he adds "What were you doing?"

"What's with the questions, Munson?", I say exhaling in despair and take off my headphones again

"Just curious. There's not much to do around here, you know", he says and still waits for me to answer

I sigh. Maybe I should just say. He's just gonna keep asking if I don't.

"I was down at the lake", I respond "I needed to clear my head and this place is ever so peaceful", I say and I look at him "At least it was"

"Yeah, sorry about that", he says scruching his face

"Yeah, it was a pretty shitty coincidence that you came out here to hide from impending doom", I say sarcastically "I meant that, it doesn't really matter now. I was gonna end up here one way or another"

"Not really, you didn't have to stay", he says sympathetically

"It's okay, I guess. Dustin asked me and he would whine all day if I didn't. So it was either his whining or your whining. Basically got stuck between a rock and a hard place", I claim "Plus, you just...", I hesitate "I don't know. If I was in your place, I wouldn't want to be alone", I carify "I remember how horrifying it was to find out about all this, it's not really somehting to handle alone", I pause "And also, you're...", I hesitate

"I'm what?", he asks already offended

"Relax. I was gonna say. You're a little prone to overreaction", I say

he looks at me in doubt

"ME!?", he shouts out pointing at himself

I look at him pointing out the irony

"Says the person who yelled at me in front of a whole class", he says

"Well, you had it comin'. You tripped me", I say defensively