The love war of the sun & moon || Wenclair story <3

Chapter nine

Wednesdays POV:

"I wasn't made to be a girlfriend." I finish off my pointless rant to Eugene.
I never thought i'd hear myself talk about liking someone, especially romantically.
And especially to a person. If it would be anyone i'd tell it'd be Enid or Eugine, seen as i'm talking about Enid, Eugene is my only option.
I trust him, though.
"I don't think that's true, I think you feel that way because you're scared." Eugene says.
"I'm not scared, just confused." I reply.
"So just tell he-"
"Eugene shut up." I say when I hear the door begin to open.
Enid appears, I really hope she didn't hear that.
"Hey! You still talking to Eugene?" She asks as she walks up behind me.
"Hey Eugene! How are you?" Enid asks standing behind me.
"Hey Enid! I'm good, and yourself?" He responds.
"I'm great!" Enid says cheerfully.
"I'll call you soon, Eugene." I say.
"When are we leaving?" Enid asks.
"I assume you'll want to touch up your makeup." I answer.
She smiles and skips to the bathroom whilst I pack my bag.

Time skip- 30 minuites

"You ready?" I ask Enid as she exits the bathroom.
"All set!" She says.
"You're eyeshadow is different." I point out.
"Oh, um, yeah! How'd you notice?" She asks.
"Oh, well, you wear it a lot, it's just noticeable." I lie. I think. Is it normal to notice that?
I probably sound crazy. Is this what love is like?
"Come on you little softie." Enid says taking my hand pulling me out of the dorm.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask as Enid continues pulling me.
"Nothing, nothing." She replies.
"Right."

Time skip - 10 minuites

We make it to the bus stop after a 10 minuite walk of Enid talking to me about all of the information she found out about a new student.
It's quite impressive, actually.
She would make a great stalker. I like that.
"Anything you've found out about me that I don't know about?" I ask.
"I know you better than your own mother knows you, Addams." Enid giggles.
'Addams' sounds like a nickname. A new one.
"I wouldn't be suprised." I say.
The bus shows and it's not until Enid stands that i realise we're still holding hands.
Okay, this is weird for me. Or maybe it isn't, I mean I didn't notice, I usually would have noticed extrremely quickly.
I have the urge to let go, but then again I don't.
This is weird, i'm losing my mind.
I don't let go.