You & I

Chapter 7

*Lola's POV*

"Could you pass the orange juice please?" I ask Sal, who's just sitting at the table to read his newspaper. He passes me the carton and I pour some more orange juice into my cup. "Thank you" I tell him.

"No problem". Something is up with him this morning. I shouldn't ask what's wrong because I know he is going to tell me that it is none of my business. My curiosity gets the best of me and I decide to ask.

"What's wrong Sal?"

"Nothing"

"I don't believe you for a second. I can tell something's up."

"It's none of your business Lola."

"Yes it is, you're my older brother and I want to know what is bothering him." I respond to him hoping he will tell me, but I doubt it.

"God damn it Lola! Just mind your own business! I don't want to talk about it and you still ask! You're not my girlfriend or my God damn mother okay?" He yells at me and gets up from his chair. The table moved a little when he slammed the chair back to it original place. I knew this would've happened. Poor Leo is just watching all of this going on. At least Sal is not yelling at him.

"I'm leaving for work. Hurry up and get ready Leo, I'm taking you too."

"Do I have to? I really don't want to go" Leo tells him

"Yes, you're getting to the age where you're going to start working at the shop. You need to learn sooner or later. So I decided sooner."

"Fine, give me five minutes." Leo huffs making his way up to his room. I decided to clear the table. There were only three plates on the table that was accompanied by three forks. After putting those in the dishwasher I hear the front door shut. It must've been Leo and Sal. I hope Sal will come home a little early since it is my last day before I leave to discover the world tomorrow. He doesn't care though, it's obvious that I mean nothing to him. Sal could've just called in busy and not shown up and he could've taken me somewhere. I need to stop having high expectations of my brother. I honestly feel bad for whoever his girlfriend will be.

I was cut out of my thought when my phone started ringing. Louis' name flashed on my screen and I immediately answer it.

"Good morning Lola!" He practilly yells and makes my right ear go deaf for a couple of seconds

"Good morning Louis. What's up?"

"Well, I told you I would call you tomorrow and I did."

"It's nice to know that you don't break your promises."

"You know I would never do that." Louis said, sounding offended.

"I know, just messing with you."

"Like you did last night?" He snaps at me.

"Are you really going to bring this up? I really didn't know how to feel about it and I stopped okay? I feel like you're going to hold a grudge against me with this." I tell him meaning every word.

"Yeah I might actually hold a grudge. Anyway, that's not the reason I called you."

"Obviously Louis." I roll my eyes at his comment.

"I called because iI'm really bored an I wanted to call my best friend."

"Aww, okay let's talk then." I suggest an he agrees. Louis and I always have the best conversations. He could make a whole crowd in a funeral home laugh. That's what I love about my best friend, he can put me in a good mood anytime. I did start thinking about the kiss last night while he was blabbering away. Thank God, I didn't feel any sparks or fireworks go off when we kissed. It was just so bland to me. Wow, I need to tone down my harsh thoughts. But, Louis will eventually find someone he will actually love and they'll love him back. the same will happen to me. I wonder what that person is doing right now, what if he's using the bathroom, or cooking, or just sitting around? I will definitely never know. I decide to stop thinking about that and listen to Louis again, continuing his so called 'rant'.

*Zayn's POV*

I sat behind my desk, observing my students taking the mid English exam. Well, they aren't really my students, since I am a student teacher only trying to learn to become an English professor. Not just an English professor though, also an artist. I loved to draw, and it could be anything.

What's interesting is, my art professor, Mr.Daily, put me on this assignment where I had to travel for a couple of months. The assignment was to draw what I saw, the sceneries, and try to express what I felt in them. To make the assignment easier, he paired me up with a partner who is going to be taking pictures of the same thing. Apparently I have to wait until he/she arrives from America. I wish Mr.Daily could have just told me who I was paring up with. But no he couldn't, because he just didn't want to. And I can't do anything about it. The timer rings in the classroom signaling that time is up for the exam.

"Okay, pencils down. A stapler is coming around so you can staple your essay papers. Once that is over with, pass your tests down to the very front row." I announce to my 'students'.

It is very weird to call them my students. Especially if they are around the same age as me. I go to the front rows to collect the essays. Fifty five papers to grade. This sucks. I walk back towards my desk and place the essays on it while sitting on the corner of it.

"Don't forget, I will be having a guest come on Monday since there is no class tomorrow. This person is my partner for one of my projects that I have to do for my art class. Then after about Tuesday, I have to travel with that person." I tell my class and get a couple questions from them. I couldn't answer the poor kid in the back who had his had up for a while because of the bell, signaling that class is over.

I pack my things, lock my classroom door, and walk back to my dorm. Tomorrow is a big day. I will find out who will be my partner for this trip. Once I walk into my dorm room, I put my stuff down and sit on my bed. Thank God my roommate isn't back yet, not that I don't like him, he's like a brother to me, actually my best friend, but I've just had a stressful day. I remember the picture I have under my pillow and I take it out. It was from when I was very little at an amusement park. It was me, and this girl named Lola. I still remember her name, hoping one day I will meet her again. I bet she is beautiful, I would love to be friends with her now.

I put the picture back and focus on the tv. Slowly, my eyelids are slipping down and I soon fall asleep, feeling like I have not slept for an eternity.

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