Intentional But Unbelievable (Jalex)

Snake Hidden

Alex's POV

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"I don't want to go, Matt." I stated firmly, as I crossed my arms over my chest. He rolled his eyes with a smile on his face. Matt was one of the few people who ventured out to talk to me. But he never talked to me for a long period of time, which is why going to a party because of him sounded like a bad idea.

"Why not? It'll be fun and it's not like you have anything better to do." Matt replied. The amount of truth in his words stung. I didn't have anything better to do, but why let him know that?

"I have homework, and so do you."

"It's a Friday night, you can do your homework on Saturday."

"That's procrastinating, Matt. I'd like to just get it over with."

"Fuck off, dude. You procrastinate all the time and you know it."

"Yeah, but I'd like to stop that habit. So therefore, I have a legitimate reason to not go to the party."

"But Jack'll be there."

"Like I give a fuck."

"Ouch. No need to snap at me." Matt pretended to be hurt. I sighed. He was right. He didn't have to talk to me, yet he still did.

"I'll go, but I might not stay the whole time." I told him. He squealed happily and grinned at me.

"We're gonna have fun, I promise." He said, giving me a brief hug before turning on his heel, his quest complete.

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I had grown used to being by myself, but there were still moments when I'd see a group of friends, and for a split second, a pang of jealousy would fill my gut. People talked to me, yes, but I had no friends. In my spare time, which was all the time, I'd debate whether there was even a such thing as friendship.

But then if there was no friendship, then that means there'd be no love. Did I love anyone? Why did I? All that thinking made my head hurt, exactly why I always ended up procrastinating, thinking was dangerous and hazardous to my health.

"Mind if I sit here?" A voice asked me from above. I'd been sitting under a tree in the courtyard, unconsciously, staring off into space. I looked up and squinted my eyes at the sight of none other than Jack Barakat standing above me. Fuck, what'd he want?

"You can." I told him with a shrug. He sat down next to me, our shoulders touching lightly. He gave me a smirk.

"So, Matt told me that you were going to Vinny's party this Friday." Jack started. I raised an eyebrow at him. "And, he told me that you're not very fond of me. May I ask why?"

"You're a dick. And egotistical, and I just don't fucking like you." I told him flatly.

"And you're a douchbag, and guess what? I manage to be civil with you." Jack replied evenly. I guess his ego was so high my insults didn't even faze him.

"Why are you talking to me?" I asked him tiredly. He shrugged.

"You interest me." He admitted. "Not sure why, but you do."

"I'm just a person, not a fucking alien." I snapped at him. He frowned and stood up, dusting his ass off.

"Maybe, just fucking maybe, I was trying to get to know you, Alex." He turned and began to walk away from me. Prick. He thought making me feel guilty would work and I'd fall right into his arms. No. It doesn't work like that.

But either way, I still felt a bit bad about writing him off before even trying to get to know him. Eh, around Jack, words seemed to tumble past my lips before my mouth could process and think. Maybe my mouth knew that there was no purpose in getting to know Jack.

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Strumming my G chord slowly, I allowed my mind to wander again. Switching to Em, and then Am, and back to G, my guilt on how I'd treated Jack sunk back in. I should apologize. Maybe he was right, I had been a douchbag to him. But then again, he'd repeatedly asked me personal and rude questions about my past. If he was bad at social interaction, I wouldn't know. That still didn't give him the right...did it? No, Alex, once you feel bad, then everyone will walk all over you. That thinking hadn't made me many friends. in fact, all it'd made me was fucking acquaintances. And even toddlers could make those. What had happened to my life? I used to have friends, and felt like I was surrounded by love. And by then, I'd been reduced to a friendless, lonely, and mildly depressed mess.

Maybe what I needed the most was a party, drift away into alcohol for a while. Screw messing things up with everyone else. There was bound to be people who'd never seen or heard of be before, there. With that thought, I smiled. I'd have to thank Matt for telling me about Vinny's party later.

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A/N I'm giving you all another chapter because, you deserve it. Do you like it? I hope you do, I'm excited for this story. I won't ask you to vote or do anything of that sort. So, uh, yeah, have a nice day? (God, I'm so socially awkward)