the boy theory

two

"did you seriously have to yank my arm while walking all the way over here?"

"yes."

"hi analyn! what can i get for you today?"

"a grande-"

"ahem."

"venti caramel frap, extra whip. and a grande iced chai latte."

"is that all?"

"yes. listen ella, do you have some time on your hands right now?"

"i was just about to go on my break after your order. why, what's up?"

"well you remember sherry de rosa, right?"

"who doesn't?"

"well... i'm trying to prove to matthew here that the boy theory is in existence and is accurate in its existence."

"i'm sorry, what did you say?"

"ha. she doesn't know what it is. told you it doesn't exist."

"god shut UP. and what happened to one in a million?"

"meh."

"meh yourself. so basically it's when a girl and a guy become friends and then the guy stops contacting the girl and they distance."

"so why did you need to talk to me?"

"i'm trying to convince this moron that it does indeed exist. and to do that i'm going around and asking people to tell me their stories, so that he knows how many people this really happens to-"

"and you want me to tell him about brandon."

"yeah. so yay or nay? i'll even throw in an extra tip if that helps."

"hm okay. here are your drinks, i'll be out in a minute."

"you're never gonna win, just accept that."

"just sit down."

"so what exactly do you want me to tell him?"

"god scoot over analyn."

"yeah ok. listen ella just start from the beginning while i get him to cooperate."

"uh, yeah, sure, okay. wait i want my tip first."

"here."

"now i can kind of see why brandon dissed you."

"oh my god please stop talking now. please. you rude little-"

"okay i'm gonna start talking now."

"please do."

"alright. you remember sophomore year when i was president of the filipino club at our school?"

"that was YOU?"

"yeah ha you're so funny shut up. anyways, brandon was good friends with the vice president, so he'd always hang out with us at meetings and such. even though we didn't have any classes together, we ended up talking a lot and he was actually a pretty cool guy."

"hold on lemme throw this away. keep talking."

"time passed, and our friendship grew deeper. then one day were in our philosophical ranting state-"

"wOah back up for a moment. you guys have philosophical rants?"

"HAD."

"matty stop interrupting people. god you're so rude."

"says the one blatantly insulting me while this nice girl is clearly trying to tell a story."

"not to be rude like you guys, but my break ends in five minutes."

"alright, finish."

"so we had our philosophical rants. one particular time however we ended up arguing over the smallest thing, but it had to do with my worth to him as a friend. i was hurt, but i forgave him. so a few days later i went up to him to try and talk, and he was all awkward like we were never friends in the first place. like i was what he said i was worth to him."

"ooh... do you still keep contact with him?"

"he moved away christmas break last year. i'm kinda relieved though that he doesn't talk to me anymore since things could get really weird."

"again thank so so much for doing this ella. i'll see you around?"

"you too."

"well let's head back, i've got two essays and that damn decades project to finish. hey matty do you have plans tomorrow?"

"i'm scared what will happen if i say no. i mean it'll be saturday which means that i'll probably be stuck with you the whole day."

"great. i'll pick you up at 7:30 AM sharp."

"you are a strange being, don't you have any other friends? or minimally a life?"

"don't you?"

"point taken. don't expect me to start with the best friend crap though."

"so you admit i'm your best friend?"

"jesus analyn... agh i'll see you tomorrow."

"i'm your best friend! i'm your best friend!"

"this makes me question why i ever became your friend in the first place."

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a/n: this chapter was fun to write, especially with ella's bluntness. hope you liked it, and as usual more good things coming soon -a