The Wrong Valentine (on hold)

Nine

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What have we gotten ourselves into?

Yes, I was ecstatic about sitting next to a Greek God; but sitting next to him with his friends and my best friend? Not exactly what I had in mind.

Every time I got to see his face up close, I always described him from one of my favorite quotes from a book I read quoting, "He's either made from Hollywood or heaven." Why can someone be so handsome? I always stole glances at him when he wasn't looking. I could stare at him all day.

A while ago, he told the waiter to join me and Violet's order from their order. He told us he would pay for it. Of course, we declined his offer but he insisted. Besides, free food only happens occasionally.

So, we were awkwardly munching down our meals. Not a single person has spoken a word or two. Maybe because the food was so delicious it made us speechless or none of us dared to speak first because of shyness. Maybe it was the latter.

Even when we were done, nobody still spoke. Until Alex decides to break the silence as he cleared his throat.

"So, what have you girls been doing here? Shopping?" He asked.

"Oh. Uhh... yeah." was all I could mutter. What is wrong with me?

"Is that what girls always do in the mall?" His friend and my schoolmate, Cameron, asked.

Violet suppressed a giggle. "Not really,"

"Seriously, I think that's what most of the girls do," My other schoolmate, Gabriel said. "My girlfriend dragged me in here a few weeks ago. I thought we were gonna watch a movie or something. Turns out we were shopping and she made me carry twenty shopping bags!"

We all laughed at his statement. From a really silent and awkward lunch to a humor-filled discussion. Wasn't so bad after all.

For the next hour we were crying tears of joy and laughter because of Alex's puns and jokes. Then we decided to call it a day. He payed for our meals and bid each other goodbyes.

"Can't wait to see you in class, Ivory." Alex called out and gave me a genuine smile.

He couldn't wait to see me? But why? I don't understand what I was really feeling. My knees felt weak. My heart was pounding so fast. I couldn't keep this smile away from my face.

"See you, Alex!" I called out as he went inside his car and drove off.

 
As if on cue, my best friend decided to clear her throat after saying, "What was that all about?" in an amusing yet slightly teasing tone.

"I... I really don't know." I admitted, still can't seem to get my smile from fading. "Does this mean something, Violet?"

"I don't know but I really hope so. God, you really like him, don't you?" I just let out a chuckle as I hugged my best friend tight.

"Violet?"

"Hmm?"

"Thank you, for this." I gave her a genuine smile as I raised the shopping bags.

"Seriously, no problem. That's what friends do."

Violet took me home afterwards. I'm glad we went shopping. If we weren't in the mall a few hours ago, I wouldn't have been able to see Alex.

I lay down my bed and I looked at the glow-in-the-dark stickers I placed on the ceiling when I was fourteen. I kept on thinking about what Alex said earlier. Is this the start of something new?

As I was on my train of thoughts, my phone beeped. I got up from bed and went to my study table where my phone lay. There I saw an unknown number. But I didn't mind about the number. What kept me bothered was the message that wrote,

When I first fell in love, I believed my feelings would be reciprocated the same way. Every minute, day in and day out. I hope that when you finally know who I am, which is soon, you can give me a chance. -S.A.

I didn't know if I should be creeped out or be happy. I texted it back saying, Who is this? but I got no reply. If this was Seb, did he have to get an extra phone number just to text me this?

I don't know what I should do. Should I confront him? I don't want our friendship to get ruined; and I especially don't want Violet to get hurt.

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I've been successfully avoiding Sebastian for a week now. I've been hitching a ride with my mother ever since. I've made up excuses whenever he texts me that I have to go ahead because of this and that. At class, whenever he approached me I always made up an excuse and told him I was in a hurry.

I've been spending a lot of time with Violet than I normally do. I silently hoped that she doesn't suspect anything. I don't want trouble. I know I said that I should confirm if it was really him sending me notes but what the hell. I'm afraid. I'm afraid if I'll know the truth, I wouldn't know what to say or how to react. For me, the best solution was to avoid him. Maybe through that, he'll get tired and his feelings for me will fade, and fade, and fade. Until it would be gone, as if it never happened.

As for Alex, we've been talking constantly now. He still never failed to make me laugh. He's being nice to me the whole week and I really appreciated it. It also helps me get distracted from my thoughts.

Monday morning, I still successfully avoided Seb. Violet finally asked me if we were fine. I just told her we didn't have the time to mingle. Thankfully, she let it slide.

On the afternoon, it was the usual. Same old, same old. Normal classes, assignments and short quizzes, nothing that important.

After my last period class had finished, I was the only one left in the room. I answered the homework our teacher gave in advance because I'll be reporting the next day. I placed my belongings inside my bag and stood up. As I reached to the door I was surprised and saw Sebastian standing beside the door.

I just acted normal and smiled to him, which surprisingly he didn't smile back. His face was serious. I'm so dead.

He cleared his throat and began saying, "We need to talk."

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