Pita, continued

Chap.4, Something different. (Finally)

Days passed and nothing happened. I was so focused on things like dance and volleyball, (not to mention helping my sister with her own boy drama), that I didn't really care that much about it either. One day, Adriana dragged me to her locker as usual. She opened her locker, got a drink, and started walking to class. As I was walking behind her, I almost swore that Haris smiled at me. I was so hopeful for the rest of the day, and because of the excitement I had forgotten it was library day. We were only allowed 2 to a table, so I sat with Allie. He sat down at the table right next to ours! Directly in front of me. At the end of class, he about to walk out before me. He then turned around like he was looking for something, saw me, and walked out. I left that day confused. Happy, but confused. Everything was going exactly the way I planned. See, that night before I had devised a plan. Nothing too elaborate, but in my opinion foolproof. The plan was: I would pay attention to him one day. (Make eye contact with him and stuff). Then I would completely ignore him the next day, making him feel like he had done something wrong. If he felt like he had done something wrong, he would start seeking my approval. This would trick him into thinking he liked me. Then, he would actually like me. 

All I had to do was ignore him one day, which would be extremely hard. It was already going well so far, so I had hope. I was right, the day I ignored him was the hardest of all. He wasn't helping either. And it was a Friday. That day during reading time, he sat on a beanbag chair right next to my seat. I was panicking the entire time trying to figure out if it was intentional or not. That happened all the time. He would do something or sit close to me and I would think about it the entire day wondering if he meant to, or there was just nowhere else to sit. I had no idea the day would get crazier when I got home though. Alexa had been crushing on this guy, Landon, for a long time. I had promised I was going to get his number for her that Thursday, but so much had happened I just forgot. So, she got his number from a mutual friend. Long story short I texted him, and by the end of the night, I had helped Alexa get a boyfriend. I was probably more excited than she was, but I couldn't help feeling a little jealous. I was happy for her, but I was also wondering, "when's it my turn?". 

That Monday I was happy, although I knew it probably wouldn't last long. And I was right. You remember Tarik O? Haris's friend who basically snitched on me? Yeah. I was playing tennis in PE, and we were both reffing. All of the sudden, he yells in front of all of Haris's other friends, 

"HEY AVERY! DO YOU STILL LIKE HARIS?"

I did not know what to say. I was in shock.

"What? No, I don't know!"

He kept asking me over and over until I finally said,

"Well no shit, Sherlock!" 

Then he asked again, and I said no. I yelled at him about all the stuff me and Haris said to each other. By the end of PE, everyone was talking about how I had a crush on Haris. The next Tuesday he was ignoring me. We were moving backwards! So, I came up with another plan. This one was a little more straightforward. I decided Tuesday that I would give him until Friday to interact with me. I was really hoping he would talk to me, but I decided just sitting by me again could count. And on Wednesday he sat by me again. That Thursday he ignored me again, but I didn't care. Another boy was paying attention to me. Tanner. He sat in front of me in English. You know, the same class I had with Haris? He was everything Haris wasn't. Sweet, funny, talkative, socially intelligent, etc. And he actually talked to me, plus, he was way more popular than Haris. Long story short I decided I liked him on Friday. That Friday there was a football game, and everyone in my school was going to be there. So of course I was going. I went with my friend Chloe. I knew Tanner was going to be there, but I wasn't sure about Haris. I would just have to wait until that night.