The Story of D & E

Ignoring by Ellie

Ev POV:

"Hey Drew," I smiled slightly.

He didn't respond, so I shrugged it off. He just didn't hear me. I thought to myself, walking to my 3rd period class. I had the urge to skip, however it was a summative, and I desperately need to keep my grade up. As I was walking, that thought just kept repeating..He just didn't hear. I don't know why and I want it to go away. Sitting down in my seat, I sighed. I opened my Chromebook, not caring about whatever she has to say about this stupid paragraph. The time ticked by, I'm only able to get a couple sentences down. Thankfully we get tomorrow to work on it too. I looked up at the clock, 5 minutes left. Almost done with this h*ll hole. My mind drifted back to earlier. I could have sworn he was looking at me...almost guilty? No no...wasn't that..was it? I shook my head to clear the thoughts. However they only came flooding back. Is he annoyed with me because of a play I didn't make...He doesn't normally get so upset over football. Did he figure out that I might be gay...impossible, I don't even know myself. The bell finally rang, I walked towards my class slowly checking for any signs of Drew walking past. I didn't see him. He couldn't have just vanished. I waited at the corner across from the bathrooms, our usual meet up spot. He usually gets there first, but maybe he's just running late. I waited and waited;he never came. I rolled my eyes, walking towards his next period class. He was in there...I curled my free hand into a fist, slamming it down towards my leg. Why the h*ll did he not meet me. I rolled my eyes walking to 4th. It went as quickly as class could go. Well, I wasn't really in class but nobody needs to know that.

I walked to lunch, finally. I can talk to Drew at lunch, we sit together. I walked in and sat down as perusal. After a while people stopped filling in. There across from me was Drew. He can't ignore me anymore...so I thought.

"Drew?" I asked, leaning onto the table slightly.

"Drew?" I repeated, getting slightly irritated.

I rolled my eyes, Fine, if that's how he wants to play. I stopped talking, and went up to grab lunch as our table was called. I waited in line, grabbing pizza and two bags of hot Doritos. Getting back to my seat, I noticed Drew talking to some other *ssh*le. Why did I think that...? Could I be jealous? Ha! What a stupid idea! I sat down, starting to eat my pizza. Some others came over to talk, I couldn't be less interested because the one person that I wanted to see today won't talk to me.

"Drew?" I asked again when things got quiet.

He looked away, I groaned. If I can't get him to talk now I'm doing it at football practice. The bell rang and I walked to 6th. Gym...Usually I'd be excited but with him ignoring me for no reason..it's going to be a long period. I walked into Basset Hall, placing down my things ready for a day of stupid problem solving activities. The divider wasn't down.. How odd. Whatever...I started play fighting with Dallas as the sub came in.

"We're going to 404...room 404," the sub tried to say over the commotion.

We all filled out and up the stairs to the room, waiting for forever til Mr. A finally came to open the door. Everyone walked in the room, even though we weren't talking...for some reason, I still sat by Drew. He turned his computer away from me, shifting to be the same. I rolled my eyes, getting annoyed with his behavior. I just watched something random on my Chromebook for the rest of the class.

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Finally school was over, all the stupid assignments, stupid teachers, stupid Drew for not talking to me. I never thought the silent treatment would have such an effect on me...especially from him...My mind gets clogged with questions that don't have answers. The hours tick by and it's almost time to leave for football. I take a deep breath, ready to try and get Drew to talk to me. We get there and I head straight for the locker rooms. I did arrive a little late so people were finishing up. There I saw Drew, not ready yet. Wouldn't it be easier to avoid me if you get ready without me here? I thought. I shook my head trying to get the thoughts out and started getting ready, trying to be a bit quicker than normal as I don't have time. By the time I'm tying up my cleats, Drew and I are the only ones left, him doing the same.

Drew?" I said, walking closer to where he's sitting.

He turns his head, finishing up his cleat.

"Drew." I spoke, a bit more commanding and confident.

"What do you want?" he spat out.

"To talk...Why aren't you talking to me?" I asked, leaning against a locker.

"Because I don't want to," he muttered, getting up to leave.

"Don't you dare leave." I threaten...What I'd do if he did...I didn't know.

"Watch," he sneered, starting to walk past me.

I grabbed his jersey, pulling back into the aisle between the two lines of lockers.

"Hey!" he yelled.

"Talk to me! Why the hell are you ignoring me! You're being an *ssh*le!"

I quickly cover my mouth, after a second dropping that hand to my side, "Drew...I"

"Save it," he remarked before leaving.

We've always joked around calling each other worse but never in serious situations. I feel a pang of guilt hit me as I stand there, not moving.

"Ev, come on!" I heard the coach yell.

"Yeah, yeah" I responded, walking out.

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Practice was done; what did we do? I don't know, my mind was on Drew. Ugh, How I f*cked that up! I thought, taking off my equipment and shoving it in my bag. I closed it up, the zipper getting jammed halfway through but with the frustration of what happened before I left it. I walked to my mother's car, hoping in the back not wanting her to see how upset I am. I knew she noticed though as she didn't ask me about practice letting the car travel home in silence.

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The next day at school it was worse. Before I could catch his gaze on me every so often, now he's not even looking at me. I know he likes to skip 7th period, so do I also. I got to our spot, which I wouldn't consider ours anymore after seeing him talking to Hudson. Oh how rage boiled up, wanting to explode, at Hudson for him being able to talk to Drew but he wouldn't want to talk to me, at Drew for ignoring me, for not replicating my feelings!...Where did that come from...I stand outside the bathroom...Feelings? I wondered, feelings of friends...they experience this..right? Someone has to agree with me. I shook my head, dispersing the thoughts, walking in.

Hudson was walking out as I walked in, he whispered, "He's been missing you."

I look back trying to find any sort of context, Drew couldn't be missing me, he's the one that is avoiding me. I walk in trying to keep my anger in check and there he stands. In all his..glory? That seems right.

I took a deep breath, "Drew..?"

He stayed silent, "I'm sorry for calling you an *ssh*le..."

I stuttered out "I-I didn't mean it...I was just angry." I seem so weak..eww.

"I know..." he spoke softly, "And it's my fault why you said that."

"Don't say that!" I interrupt.

"Whatever..." he muttered.

"So..." I added trying to keep conversation going.

He turned away, turning towards the hand dryer.

"Look at me..."

"Look. At. Me. " I said more demandingly, my body moving on its own, taking Drew's cheek and forcing him to look at me.

He gulped while still staying silent.

I leaned closer, "Drew..."

He was the one who closed the gap, our lips meeting. He pulled away, a blush tinted on his face. I stood there frozen, What the hell just happened...I had to be a dream..right?

"Ev...Was that okay?" Drew asked.

"More than okay," I responded smiling, brightly.

~--The End--~

Okay. So my current plan, is to start a story that's in the present and then one in the future. By story I mean actually story with multiple chapters not like one shots. We'll be back next week! - Naomi