Blue Flower

Chapter 6

-Chester-

“Bye Chester.” Andrew said as he waved at me and walked away.

That memory clang in my mind up until this time of the night. It was eleven in the evening, and I can't sleep because of thinking deeply about Andrew Richardson. Somehow, after that simple goodbye, the unexplainable impact remained in me. That was a strong one. I felt like I couldn’t get up.

I got up from my bed, then walked back and forth. I was trying to erase any memory of him. He was stranger, I told myself. He wasn’t my friend and it would never be possible.

And yet his smile... despite his beaten body..

I hurriedly climbed downstairs and treated myself a cup of hot milk. At least it would help me disappear all the hallucinations that my mind was making. I breathed deeply to stay calm, and not remember anything about him.

HE’S JUST A STRANGER. My mind firmly said.

When I took the last sip of my milk, I went back to sleep.

Another day came ins sight again. I felt nothing but happiness, and it really made me smile. It was a bit eccentric, and I found it enjoyable.

As I drove myself to school, my mind was suddenly struck by a fresh memory. I could see Andrew riding on my bike while it leapt high above the ground. And his tight hold on my shirt that motivated me to keep him safe. The way he insisted to walk himself home, when in fact his house was too far.

I shook my head. Why do I keep on thinking of him? He’s just a stranger right?

Just as I was about to park my bike, a bouquet of fresh red roses landed in my basket.

I was shocked, and stared at it for a while.

The card was addressed to a girl named Reese, and siad how much the guy really loves her.

I even took the bouquet to eamine it, even though it looked like it was newly bought. I put it back in the basket.

“Hey, can you please do me a favor?” Andrew said.

He was just behind my back, and when I turned, he had a bright smile on his face. It seemed that the flowers came from him, and if I could guess, he would ask me to give it to a girl named Reese.

“What?” I urged.

“Kindly give that bouquet to Reese.”

Yeah. Yeah. How coward.

“Sure. Where is she?”

He pointed out to the gate of our school. A sleek, shiny black car came running down the road, and I hope it was her.

“Okay.” I said and drove to the black car that was speeding moderately to the parking lot.

I wasn’t sure if that car would be able to stop as soon as I plan to collide with it. It was only a matter of seconds before we would end up in hospital beds, but luckily the car stopped before I had.

The girl, whom I think was named Reese, got out of the car. She walked in a moderate pace, and with her looks, she was poised and a certified socialite.

I picked the bouquet and extended my arms. She stopped, and accepted the thing that my had was holding.

“Nice. I love this one. I don’t know i have an admirer.” she said, almost jokingly. It didn’t take her long to notice the card that was just staying quiet among the pool of roses.

A smile crossed her beautiful face. She was pretty in that expression, and in an instant, I didn’t doubt why Andrew fell in love with her.

“Why are you the one giving this to me?” she asked afterwards.

I shrugged.

“Well, there’s someone out there whose turning so chicken.”

She gave out a low chuckle. She was even cuter when she does it.

“Thanks anyway, and sorry for disturbing you. You might be late for class.”

“Yeah. It’s okay. I have to go.” I said and turned my back, parking my bike to its right place.

I smiled, and was hurt at the same time. I still don’t know with myself why I was feeling this way. The mysterious connection I had with Andrew was fading away, into a place that I would never see.

“Naomi, can I ask you something?” I said when we were both alone in the classroom.

“What?” she inquired while she looked at her compact mirror to check how she looked.

“Is it possible for a guy like Andrew to be loved by Reese? I mean, they look like they’re worlds apart.”

Naomi then closed her mirror and stared at me with a pair of deadly eyes.

“My cousin might look simple, but you don’t know how wealthy his family is, my friend. His dad is a multi-billionaire business tycoon in most places of this country.”

My jaw almost dropped with what she said. I was lucky to keep it intact.

“And his mom?”

“His mom is dead.”

I felt a twinge of guilt in my heart. It was wrong for me to ask that kind of question. Or maybe I shouldn’t have asked, or started the conversation either.

“Sorry.” I mumbled simply and ducked my head down.

“Why are you asking that kind of questions? Are you his stalker?” she said.

I rolled my eyes.

“No, of course not. I’m just trying to know him better.”

She smiled.

“Are you available this Sunday? We’re going on a trip.”

“Where?”

“In our resthouse in Springville. Wanna go with us?” she offered.

It seemed like a good idea. I grinned wickedly to myself, and thinking of going to that trip.

“I have to ask Mom.” I said.

“I’ll be the one to ask her. I’m sure you’re not going.”

Little did she know she already dug out the demon in me. I didn’t know why she’s turning bitchy these days. She’s really getting on my nerves. If she wasn’t my best friend, i could have killed her.

“Okay, if that’s what you want.”

She opened her compact mirror and soaked herself into vanity.