When I'm with you

Chapter 10

I was rolling in my bed with a pillow covering my face, remembering the moment that I called him 'Gab'.

"Arrgghh!!"

I screamed as I shook my head. Mom had already come three times  in my room asking what was happening, so I told her that I was just feeling frustrated for my next competiton. Though I could see it from her face that she didn't believe me, she still closed the door and left me alone.

Out of frustration and embarrassment, I called Jane to ask for advice but she didn't want to talk about it through the phone so she said she'd be in our house in a minute.

As I was waiting for Jane, I kept thinking about how Gab must have felt when I called him 'Gab'. Though we already confirmed that the two of us were childhood friends, I had never called him Gab out loud. It had been a long time since I called him like that.

I had asked myself before on what I was going to call him. In the end I decided to call him Gabriel since, strangely, I couldn't make myself call him Gab especially when he was around.

Aside from that, I had another problem. Michael thought Gab was my boyfriend. What if he spread it out? For sure, I'd be pestered by all the girls who had their eyes set on him.

Jane arrived after 10 minutes. I quickly went downstairs to open the door. She was shivering and shaking as she stood in front of me.

"I didn't expect it to be cold." She was only wearing an advertising longsleeve shirt inside a leather jacket.

I told her to come inside because she looked like she would collapse any minute if she stayed there longer. I went to the kitchen to make hot chocolate to give her body some warmth and quickly brought them upstairs.

When I got inside, Jane was comfortably laying in my bed but quickly sat up when she heard the door open. I handed her the mug of hot chocolate, filled with marshmallows and whipped cream. After she took a sip, she immediately asked what was wrong.

"So, what's been bothering you the whole day?"

"I accidentally called Gabriel, Gab. You know, the nickname that I used to call him before." I answered.

Jane gave me a what's-wrong-with-that face. This was the reason why I hesitated to tell her about it: she'd think it wasn't a big deal. But for me, it was. How could I face him after that?

"W-wait! Is that supposed to be a problem?

Bam! Like what I said. Jane wouldn't take it seriously.

"Yes, it is. And first of all, it wouldn't have happened if you hadn't left me alone at the party." I said, almost angry.

"I already said sorry to you a billion times. I just wanted you to enjoy the party and find your soulmate. I didn't know that Michael was crazy enough  to do something like that."

"Yeah, whatever." I took a sip of hot chocolate to calm myself. Jane was now had this apologetic look on her face. She seemed to regret what she had done.

"Okay, so you called Gabriel "Gab" then?" Jane asked, going back to the main issue.

"Yes, and now I don't know how to face him."

"It's simple, just act like it didn't happen."

I stopped for second, reconsidering what Jane had said. She was right, I could just pretend like it didn't happen and if ever he asked me about it I'd say that he misheard.

"Okay, I'll try." I muttered.

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I hate Monday the way I hate green peas on my plate. Monday meant the start of another hell of a week full of boredom and annoying lectures from the annoying professors. I kind of pitied Monday because it was detested by most students.. but it wasn't like it chose to be the first day of the week.