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I spin my spaghetti with my fork over and over again until it becomes a perfect ball of spaghetti wrapped around the fork. I shouldn't have said that to Lorenzo. These kinds of fights are very rare; the kind where one goes to the limit of actually hurting the other. Maybe I should go apologize. I will, but not now. I'll do it when we're alone and in private.

You're just making excuses, the other half of me says.

No I'm not.

Yes you are. You can just easily go up to Lorenzo sitting with his friends, and ask for a moment with him. Simple

Easier said than done, I think bitterly.

That's alright, then. Stay as the coward that you are. What if something happens in these few minutes, and everyone dies and then you'll never get to say sorry to him.? What if right after lunch he runs away? What if-

I push my chair away from the lunch table and stand up. I'm not gonna stay here feeling guilty.

I walk up to where Lorenzo is sitting with his soccer teammates. They're talking about some players and the latest match. There's no turning back now.

I tap Lorenzo on the shoulder and he turns around. When he sees me he scowls and turns back to his friends.

"Can I please talk to you?" I ask him.

He doesn't answer. I wait a few more seconds before asking again. He still doesn't answer. A few of his friends have noticed now.

I clear my throat. "Can I please have a minute with you?"

He reluctantly stands up and walks to the exit of the cafeteria. I hurriedly follow him, looking like a goof. I deserve it, I guess.

The clatter and Boise of the cafeteria dies down when we leave it, and we're met with the silence of the empty hallways.

"I'm sorry." I blurt out.

"I'm sorry for what I said earlier. You know I didn't mean it. I was just tired of you never learning from your mistakes and treating girls like toys. There are tons of boys like this in every school on the planet but that doesn't mean that you can be like them. I get it, you're a boy and you have your needs, but can you please keep your hormones in check? I just want the best for you."

I take a deep breath and hold it in.

"I forgive you." He says after a half minute.

My fave breaks out in a grin.

"On one condition." He says, lifting a finger up and my grin fades a little. "I go with you to Arizona."

My jaw drops. Of course he would end up knowing.

"How did you know?"

"Doesn't matter. What matters is that I go with you to Arizona."

I know he already forgave me but I still say yes.

"Awesome. So, today is gonna be the last week before the vacay. We leave this Saturday, so you have to find a way to pack before then." He finishes with a smile.

"What makes you think that I didn't already do all the arrangements? Plus I'm the one who plans everything here." I pretend to be angry, but we both know I'm just teasing him.

"Cuz I'm the bigger brother here."

"Oh, you mean by a minute?" I scoff.

"Every second counts."

The bell rings and everyone piles out of the cafeteria. I salute to Lorenzo and go to my locker to get my things. I reach my locker and try to remember what I have next. Seriously? I don't know what I have next? I guess I have too many things on my mind. My eyes search the crowd, and try to find someone familiar that may or may not be in my class.

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