Science of Owls

playful ease...

Chapter 14 

That week I kind of ignored him a little more.

I talked more to Connie and Eve, told them that I'm fine. I mean I wasn't lying . When I was around them my mind was at a playful ease.

I had a paranoia that he was with her... all the time, when I was laughing however with my friends I felt better. I wondered constantly though if he ever thought about me, or just not at all.

In class I fluctuated from angriest beast you've ever seen to , a realisably peaceful child.

He had started to call out to her in class, across the room. And she would come over to his bench and help him when he beckoned.

Occasionally looking up at me smiling, giving me a little head tilt and a wave. I just smiled and shook my head each time.

He walked out of class with her too, holding the door for her. Then he would sometimes walk with her into the grounds and then I'd meet up with him to poke at his actions.

" why do you like her anyways? She's kinda... well , I don't like her let's say"

" I don't know to be honest. But I just ... I don't know " he said, we watched her head disappear into the crowd.

My sketches were full of missed feelings.

One day I could be drawing lovers on a beach or a couple holding hands. Something along those lines, kissing or just cuddling and being warm.

Then another day I could draw a depressed girl, knives and the same sort of thrilling caves. Dark colours and helpless figures.

I felt lost.

I felt broken in two.

I wanted to yell at him for going after her and feeling happy when I felt so left out when I could see them. But on the other hand I wanted him to hold me tight and tell me I was the only girl he looked at. I wanted to smell him and feel his (probably) soft lips on my neck , and warm body on my own.

He was good company too, always funny , always had a story and a point .

What did he even see in her...?

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literally no idea where this is going :3