Impossible - May's variant

6th Chapter :The afternoon that changed

Jenna's POV

I tried to get out of school as fast as I just could. I didn't wanted to see this cunt today anymore, it was enough. And I didn't wanted to talk about Manchester, and centainly not to him! 'Finally outside!' Now just to the gate and...' "Hey Jenna!" 'Ouh shit' I thought. He came over to me and asked if I had forgot him. "Sure, I forgot" I answered him with a visible fake smile. "Hurry up, I don't want anybody to see me with you! I swear I could puke" I said with the worst deathgaze I had.

"Do you think I want anybody to see me with you? I know they'd think I'm gay!" and again. Just as I knew him, didn't he used to be nice at lunch and drama?

"I think you should google the definition of the word 'nice'. Obviously you don't know how to be it." I said after we walked a while along the street.

"I do know how. I just don't use it that much in school. I don't like most of these Peasants anyway..."

"Wow, he uses the word Peasant. You could think he's intelligent..." did I really just said that? Oh my god, I need to stop to think loud.

"If you believe it or not, I'm not that stupid as I act. I actually can understand if you think I'm an idiot. I know I act like one in school. But I can't understand that you don't evenwant to know how I really am if I even give you the chance to. I don't judge you as a wallflower too, so why can't you just try to forget the one I am in school? In school you can hate me, but here, just imagine you've never met me anywhere before, huh?"

I needed a moment to understand what he just said. Did you really just said something... senseful? Something I can't handle.

"Do you have an eh-attack?" he said and made me realize I kept saying 'eh' for like 5 minutes

"Yeah that's when I can't handle something because it's... eh..." - "again." - "I know, sorry. It's not my fault, I don't like it either. Just like I'm pushing everyone away..."

"Naah, I don't know but I even think it's... Well, kinda cute. I-I don't really know..." it made me kinda tensly that he actually said he thinks I'm cute. All I could say is a little constrained "thank you".

We didn't talked just one word until we bended in my yard "You live here?"

"No, I live in this house over there", I pointed at ruined hut futher on field our house stood next o "but I thought I'd just go in this house because I didn't wanted to seem like... I don't know."

"Ugh sarcasm"

"What's wrong about sarcasm?" I asked while searching for some cookies

"Nothing much... It's just sometimes senseless I mean why don't turn in irony?" he said staring at my cookies

"I don't know. Maybe because some people are just to stupid to understand sarcasm and then it gets very funny? You can have cookies too by the way, it's not that we live with 5 cookies for the whole day."

 We went up the stairs in my room. It was extremly quiet and I didn't even dared to breathe. Silence, just the damn creak of the stairs. Why can't we have quiet stairs? Obviously not. Even the floor creaked. Dear god, please deliver me!

When we finally came in my room and sat down, still without just one word, on my bed, I said "Why are you that shy here and in school you're like... I don't know so differnt?"

He needed time to answer, is it so hard to pick the right answer? I bet I could hear a little 'I don't know'. "I told you I'm different in school..." he answered after forever with a sigh. "We should start talking about Manchester, not how different I can be."