Me And Y8

32 - Exchange

"Because I trust you. Because I want to know if there's still a chance you can know who I am, who I really am, and still..." Don't say love me, don't say love me, don't say love me. "Be with me." - Book

"How can I blame the wind, if I was the one who opened the window?" - Quote

"Everything that kills me, makes me feel alive." - Song

"Let's go!" He screams.

"Score, silverboy?"

"I got a 100 on a fucking science test! Look at that." He shrieks

I smile. "Don't be flattered."

"I will."

"If I were you, I wouldn't."

"But I will." He challenges.

"Siyana!" My science teacher calls out.

"Coming!"

Malik is the first one to speak. "Oh she is."

I shoot him a dirty glare walking up to my teacher. "Hey."

"Second 100 for this test. I'll check the records to see if you and Malik are the only ones with 100s. Great job, Siyana."

I grin as my face towards Malik and throw my test at him. "Matching!"

He chuckles as I smirk. "The same person, aren't we?"

***

"Welcome to the secret winter present swap, 8G!" Ms. Narwin exclaims. We're doing a Secret Santa in English and I had to gift Emilie.

Ava groans. "This is the first time that I'm actually excited for English."

"Me too!" My pick me 'best' friend Leah squeals.

"Can't relate. The only times that I'm excited are test results day and fun days like National Day, present swaps and International Day." I smirk.

"That's because you actually get good grades. Like, we've gotten two test results back already and you've been on the capture the classwork, twice in a row."

Imaginative writing and analysis is my thing, I was on the leaderboard because of my grades. The first time, it was me, Habeel and Ava. The second time - me, Malik and Evelyn.

"First, we'll be exchanging our gifts. Who's this gift from?" Ms. Narwin proceeds as an anticipate who got me a present. (Spoiler Alert : it's not my silverboy)

It continues on and on, with Leah gifting Ava - a pet fish - and loads of lotions, perfumes, anime books, football cards, footballs, clothes, candy.

"Whose gift is this?" Evelyn grins as she walks up to the front and grabs the gift that she had bought. Then, she walks over to me and gives it to me. "Merry Christmas, Siyana!"

No fucking way that I got her, and she got me too.

I unwrap my present greedily and squeal when I realise what it is. Holy motherfucking son of Paris Anderson.

I swear on the fucking High King Of Elfhame- there's no way!

Leaping into Evelyn's arms, and hugging her, I thank her over a million times as Ava giggles.

"Thank you, I'm in love with you Evelyn." I dramatically sigh.

"You're so gay." Malik comments.

Pedro continues, "Actually, it's lesbian."

"The Cruel Prince Series! I am in love with this series, Evelyn I will forever owe you something. Look here, it says that the three main tropes are betrayal, assassination and love. I love enemies to lovers. Cardan and Jude are my Roman Empire. Like, 'I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.' And then it's, he kisses me harder. God, I love these books." I ramble.