It took Chloe almost a week to go back to her usual cheery self. She also has been avoiding me all week. Anyhow, at least she's back to normal... or I guess her normal self. Don't tell her I said that. I started to have doubts that she only see her little brother in me. But thinking over it, I guess, I'm not making sense.
But what I don't get is that why is she avoiding me? Did I do something again? -I don't think so, I mean the usual reason whenever she's annoyed about me was not because I did something to her. She established that. Though, Mel always implied that girls are just like that. That they won't give any hints and let us guys figure it out by ourselves. Oh, well.
From what I gathered it may be Chloe just wanted me to come to her on my own. Now, even knowing all of this and I think I have a high chance of being right, I suddenly found myself not being able to do it. Why is that though?
I still can't do it. So, I was right maybe I need to come to her this time.
"Miles, you didn't know that Chloe's birthday was on October the 10th?" Mel came to me one time while I was about to go home. It hit me.
"Where were you at that day?" I was being hostage by Chloe's mother and her sister, should I tell her that? I'll try it.
"I was being hostage by Chloe's mother and her sister." I said in an annoyed tone that I didn't mean to.
"Oh, I thought it's your fault Chloe's acting like that. I mean she's lonely that day. We argued about something too. I haven't apologized to her yet- we're not talking to each other." Mel admitted. Now, that I realized Chloe seemed so lonely. "Maybe it's my fault," she said.
I didn't know how to reply so I just shrugged.
"I think I'm at fault too," I said after reconsideration.
"Well, I think we should talk to her," Mel said, ruffling my hair. I glared at her. What's with Chloe and Mel and touching my hair? Well, I'm not really complaining, but still-.
The next day after that little chat with Mel, they started walking together again. They're all talking happily that I wonder if they talked about me. Maybe, I should just come to her. I've been telling myself lately yet I haven't even made a move until now. I tried approaching Mel for some chat but I can't seem to do that too. I tried seeking Zec for advice too, one time, in one of our patrols. But all he did was insult (although mockingly) about my inferior knowledge regarding girls. Gee, thanks Zec. Well, he did admit in the end that he didn't know much about girls either. He's just popular with them. Poor Mister Playboy...
Then, I checked with a dating article about this. It only said that we're starting to drift apart. I don't want that. Even though, Chloe said not to get to serious about our relationship. She said that we just need let it flow naturally. At this rate though, it's like she's not interested anymore.
I need to do something about this.
There's going to be some kind of school field trip this coming Friday. It's my chance. I know I could just go to her now but I can't. And I don't know why, I tried but some mysterious tendency made me turn around or turn left in the last minute.
I planned the night before the trip. I messaged Zec for a favor regarding his involvement. It was a small simple plan, really, so Zec's cooperation wasn't much of a problem.
October 18, 2013
Now, I'm sitting on a bus. This was rented by the school for a coordinated activity with an elementary school. I didn't know what this was about as I wasn't listening to the teachers while they explained this. I heard whispers of teachers not wanting me to go but somehow they let me come. Well, after hearing about my classmate chatter about chaperoning kids this Friday. I guess the field trip was about that, chaperoning younger kids, I guess. Oh, that'll explain the whispers I heard about me. Parents would not like if they found out that their kids where influenced somehow by the freak. I guess that's that.
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Weekly Sanity
Ficção AdolescenteThese are random moments of two teens: a girl with mild D.I.D. and a guy that is a tad innocent... (Her POV's are odd and his follows...)