First Time

The one i gave my heart to part 2

Chapter 12: The one I gave my heart to part 2

"So this is where you've been hiding?" Vic asked as he spotted Gar huddled behind a bookshelf in the school's library.

It was lunch time now, and Garfield had skipped his first few classes causing Vic to worry. Now that it was lunch time it was Vic's chance to go find the green haired teen, so he started by checking the last place he thought Gar would be. Fortunately, he was lucky his search was short. Vic walked over to his friend and sat down across from him.

"Wanna talk?"

Gar shook his head before burying his face in his knees.

Vic sighed, leaning his head against the wall, allowingg a brief moment of silence to pass in which he debated whether or not to continue. It was lunch time and he was hungry, and from the looks of it Gar didn't wany any company. He could easily walk away... but that wasn't Vic's style. Problems were like sports, sometimes you need to break through the defenses.

"... Raven told me everything in the car last night. I know all about your date."

Gar looked up, surprise evident in his eyes, before covering his face with his hands. His defense was gone, there was no other option but to engage.

"She told you everything?" Gar inquired, removing his hands from his face so he could run them through his hair. "Even the part about-"

Vic nodded. "Yup."

"Aw man," Gar groaned as he buried his face in his knees again.

"Dude, c'mon. It's not all bad."

Gar gave him a disbelieving look. "Dude, I thought I saw Terra. I snapped at Raven because of it. It is all bad."

"... Touche."

That comment earned Vic a kick to the foot, one that Vic returned and soon the two boys were going at it, their kicks changing to hand slapping until finally...

"Ow! My eye!" Gar rubbed his eye and moved himself away from Vic, returning to his original spot.

With the nonsense out of the way Vic returned to their topic. "You know, when Raven first told me about you seeing Terra the first thing that crossed my mind was that you sounded crazy."

Gar snorted. "Geez, thanks."

"Well it's not everyday where you run after a dead girl," Vic said, regarding Gar seriously. "You were having a good date. What happened?"

Gar looked at him sadly. "I don't know... I just turned around and she was there..."

"Except she wasn't," Vic reminded, moving to sit besides Gar. "You do realize she's gone, don't you?"

"I know," he sighed. "... but she seemed so real."

Vic didn't know how to respond to that so all he could do was offer a comforting hand on Gar's shoulder.

For a moment Gar leaned in to his hand, accepting the comfort, before suddenly pulling away and standing up. He wiped his nose on his sleeve. "Look, none of it matters anymore so there's no point in talking about it."

Vic understood the sudden change in mood and didn't like it one bit. He stood up as well. "Gar, you don't have to act like a tough guy."

"Who's acting?" Gar exclaimed, turning around to face him. "None of this bothers me. Really, it doesn't." He shrugged, looking down. "It's whatever."

"Man, don't talk like that," Vic said, placing his hand on Gar's shoulder once more. "So you had a bad night. Raven-"

"Wants nothing to do with me," Gar confessed angrily with a glare. He took his shoulder out from Vic's hand, who was shocked by his words, and turned around to face him. "We spoke this morning. Any chance we had at being something more is gone."