Misfit Angels

19

The beginning of this chapter was so much better but it didn't save for some reason and I wanted to cry ;-;
-
After the crowd had slowly dissolved into only a few people, I reluctantly got up and left the lunchroom, with the other three following close behind. I haven't been able to spot Vic, and I could only assume he was trying to avoid me, but I didn't blame him. I meant no harm in what I said, but the way my words came out probably felt like daggers against him. I hadn't intended on hurting his feelings in any way, but my mouth spoke before I could pick the words carefully.

When we entered the gym, we said our short-term goodbyes to Tay, and took our previous seats on the floor against the wall. I continued to look for Vic, just wanting to know where he was, and if I hadn't hurt him all too bad. But I had no such luck, and all I saw were people stretching, getting ready for their upcoming event

"Someone's in the doghouse." Jack finally spoke. I shot him a glare, knowing he was talking about me. I noted that I had raised my voice when I was talking to Vic, begging him to accept my apology, feeling guilty for what I said. So it was no surprise that Jack and the others heard.

"Nothing happened." I explained with a shrug, although I felt like I was lying to myself as well.

"Sure." He said sarcastically, obviously not believing a word I was saying.

"What did you say to him?" Alex now asked.

"What makes you think I said something?" I asked defensively. Why was I the one being blamed?

"Well, You do say dumb things sometimes." Jack confirmed, and Alex nodded in agreement. They were on either side of me, leaving me looking between to the both of them, like an angel and a devil on my shoulder. Expect they were both spawns of Satan.

"Well that's fucking rude." I argued.

"We're not trying to be rude." Alex tried, his voice soft, coated with sympathy. It was such bullshit.

At the same time, the next event was starting. It was the basketball match, which Jack was in. So he left, telling us not to do anything good, so he wouldn't miss it, before eventually leaving it to just Alex and I.

I didn't want to talk about the "argument" between Vic and I. It wasn't worth discussion, but the way Alex was looking at me, I could tell he wanted to talk some more.

"What?" I asked annoyed.

"What happened?" He said in a sing song voice.

The stubborn part of me was whispering to ignore him, and act like a child. But a bigger part was screaming for me to just talk to Alex, because he was my friend, and he was exceptional at listening and giving advice. And I could really use another voice of guidance.

I sighed and gave in, turning so I was facing him, both of us sitting crisscross, like we were getting ready to play 'patty cake'.

"It was so stupid." I started. I looked at Alex who was watching me, obviously wanting me to continue. "I guess he just assumed we would be out to everyone. But I'm not ready for that... I guess." I said, getting shy for some reason and having to look down, away from Alex's glare. It felt so strange to talk about Vic with other people, because he felt only real to me. Because when we were together, it just felt like us. Like we were the only ones. And only when he left is when I fell back down to reality. It was like talking about some mythical creature.