(Hockey BxB) Whistle In The Wind

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╔══《"Oh, you kissed me, just to》══╗
kiss me, not to take me home."

       "Care to explain to me what went down yesterday?" Aksel asked. He was currently driving, eyes fixated on the road.

       "I don't know what you're talking about," Váli mumbled, sinking further and further into the car seat. In the front, Váli heard his brother's heavy sigh.

       "I just--I just never know what's going on with you anymore!" Aksel huffed in frustration.

       "Nothings going on," Váli responded weakly.

       "Come on!" Aksel yelled, slamming his hands against the steering wheel. In doing so, the car swerved into the middle of the road. The street was empty, but Váli still jolted nonetheless.

       "Calm down Axe!" he yelled back, leaning over to the front seat.

       "Don't tell me to calm down! I am calm!" he badgered. Váli didn't say anything, deciding it was best not to provoke his brother any more. Akel's grip on the wheel was tight, his usually pink knuckles turning white.

       "Just please, drop it. Nothings wrong," Váli squeaked.

       "You're lying."

       "No I'm not! Stop, you're scaring me." His grip loosened.

       "Fine! I'll drop it and pretend like nothing happened. I'll pretend like I didn't find you passed out weak on the bathroom floor. I'll pretend like mom wasn't glaring at you all day yesterday."

       Váli was silent.

       "Is that what you want? Is that what's gonna make you happy?" Aksel boomed. "Because I'm fine pretending. Are you?" Váli didn't respond. He didn't have time. Before he could gather a thought to share, the front seat door was swung open.

       The cold air wafted into the truck, and Aksel immediately started fussing to Luc to hurry and close the door. "What's got you crying over spilled milk?" Luc humored, noticing the furrow in Aksel's eyebrow.

       "Been a long morning," Aksel sighed, resting his head back against the seat.

       "Whatever you say man," Luc eyed him suspiciously. "You gotta help me study for this math test. Please," Lucien begged with a whine in his voice.

       "Dude, I'm not even in your math class," Aksel huffed.

       "Oh yeah! I forgot you're in 'smart people math'," Lucien complained. Turning his head, he looked in the back seat. Váli's gaze was locked on to the scenery out his window.

       Luc watched. Váli didn't blink once, zoned out. "Vál?" Luc breathed. The gentle voice woke him out of the trance. Slowly turning his head, Váli looked over at his brother's best friend. Cocking his head to the side, he made a face as if to say what?

       "Help me with math. Pretty please..." he pleaded. "If I get one more low test grade Mr. Cooley's going to assign me a tutor. I'm desperate." The face Luc made was almost funny. Váli couldn't resist the tug at his lips. The smile was small, and Luc wondered how much of it was genuine.

       "Well when you say it like that, I have no choice, do I?" Váli joked, knowing he would have agreed regardless.

       "Yes! You're the best!" Luc cheered, grinning big. Suddenly, In a clean movement, Aksel backed his large truck in between two white lines in the Junior parking lot.

       "We have, like, twenty minutes till first period. I only need help with one unit," Luc explained, not bothering to hear a reply before climbing in the back seat to accompany Váli .