Teen Romance Fantasy

Act 39 (Ch)

Just to be clear, I didn't have a crush on Sarah Archer. She was a nice person, that was it! Sure, I did feel different about her but that was probably just because well, she was a girl after all. I couldn't feel the same way about her that I felt about Eric. This was like comparing water and alcohol. Still, after Eric mentioned the possibility of me being in love with Sarah, I started avoiding her. Or rather, every time I saw her, I got too embarrassed to face her. Of course Eric realised that quite early.

"Are you avoiding her?" He asked in a confused manner, as we sat at our usual spot in the classroom. Lately it had gotten quite a lot warmer, so less students were inside when it was time for our break. Thus we had the entire classroom to ourselves.

"Whose fault do you think this is? If you hadn't asked me if I had a crush on Sarah, I wouldn't have to think about it every time I see her."

"Who has a crush on Sarah?" Anthony suddenly interrupted loudly. I hadn't even noticed him and Kadir entering the classroom.

With all my might I threw myself at Anthony before he could recklessly say anything else. Once I made sure nobody could hear us, I stepped aside. Both Kadir and Anthony eyed me confusedly, before eventually Eric sighed and explained in detail what happened.

"Vraiment? You and the freak? That's incroyable! What did I miss?!"

"It's not like that Anthony! She's just a good friend."

"A good friend that makes Christian smile every time she's around and someone he can't stop thinking about, even when he's at home sick." Kadir added nonchalantly. I gave him a warning look but he simply shrugged and started grinning mischievously, as he put his dark black hair up in a ponytail.

"Mais still, to think that out of all the people, you end up falling for the freak. It's un peu messed up, if you ask me."

I wished that I could have stayed calm but Anthony's comment made my blood boil. Who gave him the right to talk about Sarah like this? Besides, why was he still calling her a freak? Sarah never did anything to him. Eric called her Sarah and even Kadir tried his best to do so but Anthony still insisted on calling her a freak. I really hated that about him.

Luckily Eric was the one to understand how I felt. A bit what annoyed that he had to talk for me again, he frowned before eventually he asked Anthony to not call Sarah a freak anymore. For a second Anthony froze in place. His gaze shifted between Eric and me. He seemed unsure. Perhaps a little perplexed. It was not until Eric suddenly started nodding, that Anthony began to relax a bit.

Even Kadir, who usually did not care about this kind of stuff, suddenly behaved a little stiff. He crossed his thin arms in front of his chest, as he gave us a speech about how everyone has their own feelings and why love kind of sucked. I had no idea why he was doing that because like I said, I DID NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON SARAH ARCHER! Too bad that nobody believed me.

I thought that it would stay as pointless chatter but at the end of the break Anthony and I ran across Aisha. It was still hard to believe that the two of them were dating. The first thing Aisha said, when she saw him, was fuck you. That was not what I imagined a happy and healthy relationship to look like.

"See that Christian? That's why you should always rethink who you want to date. Some people, and especially les femmes, tend to actually be witches in disguise." This commend earned Anthony a punch into the stomach, from which he couldn't come back from any time soon. KO

"Is there someone you like Christian?" Aisha asked a little too cheerful, after she had just beaten Anthony to death.

"Christian has a crush on-"

"I wasn't talking to you Anthony! Wait your turn!" And another punch in the guts. I was slowly understanding where Anthony was coming from. Then again, it was indeed his own fault.

I couldn't answer Aisha at all. Just shaking my head was already hard enough. Luckily, she didn't mind at all. She gave me all the time I needed. The black mist in front of her face frightened me but it didn't attack me. It was calm. I liked that about Aisha. Aisha was a calm person, even if she just tried to kill Anthony.

"It's fine if you can't tell me. I know that it's not always easy to be honest about your feelings. However, you should never have any regrets. It's all about timing. A little too late and you can lose the only chance you have. At least that's my experience."

I don't know why but Aisha's words directly touched my heart. I couldn't help but think about them. The right timing, huh? Let's imagine just for one second that I had a crush on Sarah. If that were the case, when would be the right timing? It wasn't as if I had ever been interested in that love stuff. What was this even like? To be in love I mean. I heard that it's like butterflies in the stomach. I never felt that way before. How was I supposed to know, if I had a crush on Sarah or not?

It was true, I thought about her more than I wanted to but that was just because I didn't know how to face her. Sarah made me uncomfortable in a way that felt a little pleasant (?). It was as if we had known each other for centuries. It was nice.

As I had been in thoughts, I didn't realise what was going on around me. I followed mindlessly after Anthony, expecting that nothing bad could possibly happen. I was wrong. So very wrong. I should have thought about where we were heading and who I could meet there.

"Christian would be really content if you were to help him out with math." What? Why was Anthony suddenly talking to Sarah. We were in the corridor just a second ago, so when did we make it to the art room? Even more important, what the hell was Anthony saying?!

"You're not good with math either Christian?"

"Not good is a nice way of phrasing it. Il est terrible at math, so could you help him?" Where was this conversation going and why couldn't I say anything? My muscles wouldn't move a single inch. I couldn't let Anthony do as he pleased. Anthony was an idiot!

"I don't mind. Should I call you later?"

"That's not good. Il a besoin someone there with him. How about you go over to his place demain?" No! No! No! No! Absolutely not! There was no way she would accept that! Coming over to my place? Yeah no. She would just bluntly reject him.

"Sounds good to me. Just sent me your address latter. See you tomorrow!"

She accepted.