Anaxiphilia

Chapter Eleven

      The next morning was a Monday. Great. Now apart from all this drama going on, I had to deal with teachers and homework for another week. After getting ready for school, picked up my phone to check my messages. Tristan had called and texted me 50 times??! And Raphael had called and texted me 10 times., and so did Dylan and Samuel. I just wanted some time to myself why were they spamming me as if I had died. I called Tristan first and he answered after the first ring.

     "Hell-" "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR DAMN FUCKING MIND?!" "Well good morning to you too Tristan" "NO DON'T GOOD MORNING ME YOU LITTLE BRAT!" "You do know that I'm older than you right?" "I DON'T GIVE A FREAKING FLYING FUCK. DO YOU KNOW, HOW FREAKING SCARED I WAS?! THINKING SOMETHING HAD HAPPENED TO YOU ON YOUR WAY HOME?....."

     ".....AND HERE YOU ARE BEING SO CALM ABOUT IT, MEANWHILE YOUR BEST FRIEND WAS HAVING A PANICK ATTACK!!!" "ok first of all..calm down..I'm sorry I didn't text you. I just had a headache and felt dizzy so I just switched my phone off and slept in order to not get disturbed by people like you. At least I've called you haven't I?"
 
      "It doesn't matter. Dont scare me like that ever again. I'll be there in 10 minutes so we go to school. Just pray I'm calm by the time I get there...otherwise...." Then he ended the call. "Dramatic much" I picked an apple and sat on the couch to eat and wait for him. After 5 minutes, I heard a knock at my door. "Boy you have the keys. I feel lazy to open it for you". But no one replied. "You're going to stay out there then" . Still nothing.

      Then I groaned and went to open the door. "Ugh where's your ke–.." it wasn't Tristan but, "Dylan?..." "Hi" "What are you doing here? And how did you even know where I live?" "Well I know Tristan lives 5 minutes away so I asked Stephanie and she told me" That little... "Ok..so what are you doing here?" "I came to walk you to school." "Since when did you start wanting to walk me to school? And why?" "Since I started liking you and–"

     "Ok that's enough. No thanks, I walk with Tristan and he will be here any minute" "Oh. Well can't you just tell him that you got someone else to do it?" "Why would you want my best friend to ditch me Dylan?" I looked behind Dylan to find Tristan standing there and glaring at him. "Oh hey Tristan. I wasn't trying to do anything, I um..I just wanted to walk her to school instead of you" "It's the same thing" "Sure whatever..."

        Dylan didn't realise Tristan slowly approaching him because he turned to look at me before he continued, "...Besides, I can take care of her better than you ever did" "Excuse me?" "What did you just say to me?" I and Tristan said at the same time respectively. "Just saying bro. A cute girl like her deserves a better best friend and a boyfriend....Like me" "Dylan leave" I told him. With the way Tristan was standing there clenching his fists, it was obvious he was about to punch Dylan but was trying to control himself. "What?" "I said leave...."

      "..... I can go with whoever I want and that's Tristan. So leave" "But I–" "SHE TOLD YOU TO FUCKING LEAVE BRO!" tristan finally shouted and I saw Dylan flinch. He looked between Tristan and I and just left. I sighed and told Tristan to wait outside while I pick my bag. I picked an apple for him too and gave it to him, locked my door and we left for school. On the way, It was awfully awkward and silent. Neither of us wanted to say anything.

      Tristan just kept chewing the apple as if the apple was the one at fault. "Take your time on the poor apple. It didn't do anything to you" I finally said. He just turned to look at me before continuing, "My bad. I'm just so pissed. Why the fuck did he do that? And he wants to date my best friend with that attitude? Oh hell no" "Its ok I'm not going to accept anyway. Today I'm going to tell Callum about it" "Good". The tension was finally gone and we got to school while chit chatting and laughing.

       We had different first periods so he walked me to class and left. I went to sit at my usual seat, the third to last seat right by the window where I could see the environment. I picked up my book and started reading. While reading, I heard people talking next to me but I thought it was just my deskmate and so ignored it. Then someone sat next to me. "Hey" that voice. "What are you doing here Dylan?"

        "We have the first period together..." "This isn't your seat" "Yeah your desk mate wanted to sit next to mine" "Alex isn't even friends with my deskmate. Alex doesn't even like Max because he's a nerd. So just admit you wanted to sit next to me" "Ok ok fine" "Right, but I don't want to sit next to you, so bye". I started packing my stuff to move but he held my hand to stop me. I paused and looked at him and looked at his hands placed on mine. I don't know what I was thinking, but I quickly snapped out of it and pulled my hand away.

        "What do you want"? "I promise I won't cause any trouble" I hesitated before just remaining there. "And I'm sorry about what happened this morning. I didn't mean to hurt you or Tristan" "Sure". He was about to talk but luckily the teacher came in. True to his words, he didn't disturb me. I did catch him looking at me once in a while from the corner of my eye but I brushed it off. Maybe I was just being delusional. "Dyllan what's the answer to question number 10?"

        The teacher suddenly asked him. I'm going to be honest, even I wasn't concentrated on what the teacher was saying. I quickly looked at the question and noted the answer just in case he asked me. Dylan was still not able to answer so the teacher asked me, just as expected and I gave the answer. "Good. That's correct. And as for you Dylan, I suggest you stop drooling over Isla and concentrate on the lesson"

        I knew I wasn't being delusional. The class went "Oooh" and some were laughing at him. He sat down in embarrassment until the end of the lesson. He was about to say something but I quickly left to go and meet Tristan standing outside and waiting for me.

    Meanwhile back in the class, "Yo what's wrong with you? Why were you staring at Isla so much. Not only the teacher noticed it but I did too" "Nothing, just shut up" "You've gotten another girl to play with huh?" "No. I don't–...look just mind your own business on this Alex" then he walked out.

      On our way to the cafeteria, we met Callum. "Oh great Callum you're here. There's something you should know". Then I explained everything to him. By the time I was done, he was laughing. Tristan and I looked at each other before looking at him. "Why are you laughing?" Tristan asked him. "Girl, if there's anything I would tell you, it's don't make that mistake of believing anything he says. Sure he's my friend, but I know him well enough to know that he's lying to you".

      I told him about the how he came to my house in the morning and almost had a fight with Tristan. "That's just one of his ways of trying to show that he 'likes' you..." he said the 'like' while doing air quotes. "....plus, for all you know, he and Heather could still be together. I honestly don't know what he really wants, but you just have to be smart about it" "ok" "What did you tell him when he said he liked you?" "I told him I had to go and then slept"

     "Exactly. You didn't tell him no. So he probably thinks that he has a chance. If you make it clear to him that you don't want to date him, then he'll stop disturbing you and all this would be over" "Yeah you're right" "I always am" I just rolled my eyes at him and we laughed. "Also, I think you should tell Heather" "Why?" Tristan asked.  

    "Because they aren't really over. They're in the process of breaking up, well at least that's what he told me, I know, it doesn't make sense to me either. But that's what he said" "So what has that got to do with me telling Heather. "Isla, you need to tell her, because you don't even know if they're still together. So if anything happens, she won't get angry and say you stole her boyfriend or something" "oh. But I'm not friends with her"

     "Still, even if she isn't and even if she doesn't believe you, at least you made an effort to tell her" "ok you're right" "Again..I'm always right" "but wait, what if she also lies to me?" "I know she's a play girl just like Dylan, but I don't think she will. So just tell her" "ok". "I'll send her number to you when you're ready". Then he left. Well that makes three of them. Even his friends are telling me not to trust him, "just how bad are you Dylan?" I thought to myself.