Yours Musically

34. An Unending Trek

Chapter Thirty Four - An Unending Trek

Two people became the highlight of my attention once we left the farm.

First was Rebecca. She was pissed.

When I'd seen her angrily stomp towards the lake just twenty minutes after she'd asked Matt to come and find her, I knew he'd passed up on the offer. I couldn't help but chuckle at the image of her striking a waiting pose for him only to realize he wasn't coming.

The second person, as surprising as it was, was Steve. He was quiet. Unusually quiet.

We'd made a stop at a gas station, and on my way back from the bathroom, I'd bumped into him and already began to dread the next few seconds. But all he did was mutter a sorry and walk away while keeping his head low.

Strange, I thought to myself, not thinking much about it, not until my eyes landed on Chris watching it all with amusement from the senior bus. When he caught me looking, he fixed his face and turned his head so quickly, for a moment, I found myself doubting if he'd even been looking in the first place.

And suddenly, I started to wonder if someone had decided to humble Steve. Someone Chris knew.

I was too busy alternating glances between him and a retreating Steve to notice someone up ahead until I bumped right into them. A splashy noise made me look down at the to-go coffee cup that'd just been squeezed between us, but still, to my surprise, hadn't spilled. Must be a damn good cup.

But I still looked down to check my clothes before sighing in relief. "Oh, thank God!"

"Watch where you're going, Andrews."

It felt like a déjà vu of the first day of junior year as I looked up at Matt, only this time his drink was safe.

"I admit it was my fault, so don't start with me right now, Williams. I'm really exhausted. If you want an argument, you come and see me in the evening after I'm properly rested."

He raised a brow, amused. How different from the way things had transpired on that day.

"Rested?" he repeated. "You didn't read the itinerary, did you?"

"No. Why?"

"The buses will take us as far as the road connectivity goes. After which, we're supposed to trek for two hours to reach the campsite."

I blinked. "I guess I'll just be sleeping in the bus then."

"You should. You really look like you need it."

Asshole

"Can you go one day without mentioning my under eye bags when I don't sleep properly?"

"I didn't even mention them."

"Good for you."

"But you could do with a little concealer..." He lifted his fingers to my face and pointed right under my eyes. "...right there."

"Wow. Matthew Williams knows about makeup." I smiled sarcastically while brushing his hand off.

"I don't live under a rock, Andrews. Besides, I've seen Rebecca do it a million times. She literally carries a tube in her pocket."

Now, why did hearing him mention Rebecca annoy me?

"Well, she wouldn't wanna look anything less than perfect around her precious Matt. Can't afford a horror like under eye bags when she's so busy impressing you." I brought my hands together under my chin and blinked innocently.

"It's not for her eyes."

I deadpanned.

"Oh."

With a smirk, he started to take a sip from his cup, but I snatched it out of his hands. "Where are your manners, Williams?"