I always thought I had a fairly simple life. I did my work, I help take of my family, I cared for my friends, I pined after a boy from a distance, and repeated that each day. Sure at times I wished something new would happen, but I was okay with the lack of change.
On the other hand I wished that things would be different. Maybe I could tell him him I feel, and we could be happy together, but who knows. The him in question is Treech by the way if you hadn't already guessed it. My dear ol friend Treech.
Me and Treech aren't the closest of friends, but we are still good friends. I mean of course we are good friends. We've know each other our wholes lives, and we work together from time to time. Those are definitely my favorite days of work. He always has something funny to say, and makes the rest of the day more bearable.
I wish I knew if he felt the same. He can be kind of a mystery at times, but so can I. So at least I haven't made it too obvious. Maybe telling him wouldn't be so bad. I would say "it can't hurt" or "whats the worst that could happen?", but I won't do that to myself.
I will say though if you told me that I would confess to him in possibly the worst way possible, I would probably call you stupid. Affectionately of course.
Today was a fairly average day at work, but today is one of those days I get to work close to him. "Do you ever think how weird the name peacekeeper is? Treech asks me while cutting wood. "I mean you would think they would make a peaceful environment, but they don't".
"I haven't really thought about that I guess" I say while I glance over at him. He looks pretty cute while handling those logs. Nobody can pull off a hat like him.
"Well I'm sure whoever picked the name just choose it to be annoying, knowing that the peacekeepers wouldn't keep peace" He said "Probably should've called them peacekillers, but that wouldn't make them look as good".
He has a point there I think to myself. "Yeah that does seem more fitting, but the name peacekeeper really represents how they are all at peace with keeping sticks up their asses" I say in response.
"Fair enough" he says with a chuckle. Then it was silent for a couple of minutes until Treech asks "Are you doing anything this evening after work?"
I kinda stop what I was doing and look over and see he set down his axe down, and is looking at me with curiosity in his pretty eyes. "Nothing that I can think of, why?" I say hoping that my nerves aren't evident in my voice.
"I was gonna see if you wanted to do something, maybe go for a walk or something?" He says with a kind smile. "We only ever see each other at work, I thought it could be fun if we hung out together, you can say no if you don't want to".
He's crazy if he thinks I would ever say no. "That sounds nice, I would really like that" I say with a smile trying to mask the butterflies in my chest.
"Okay awesome" He says, still smiling, before he starts working with the wood again. As I get back to work I can feel my face flush. I know we aren't anything more than friends, buuuuut he's a cutie and he asked to hangout, so of course I'm overly hopeful.
Now as me and Treech walk around the woods, I can't help but think how normal this feels. Like I said we aren't the closest, but I guess we are closer than I thought.
"Sooooooo the reaping is in a few days" Treech says as he kicks a rock "How do you feel about his being our last one?".
I feel terrified I think to myself "I haven't stopped think about that to be honest" I nervously say. "I guess I'm glad about not having to do it anymore" Why'd I say that out loud?
