The Player's Best Friend

Chapter 5 Progress is a-Making

Thinking over the events of the day, I couldn't help but grin like an idiot on my bed. Now that I had finished homework and whatnot, I had the rest of the time to myself and my thoughts. Since I didn't really get a chance to talk to either Sumer or Autumn today, I prepared to call them. I got my phone out and everything, when my mom called me from downstairs.

"Violet! Can you help me with dinner preparations?"

Thinking that the call can wait until later, I went down to help my mom with the preparation of the essence of our lives.

After dinner was over, I was further delayed by my mother's absolute necessity for me to wash the dishes from the phone call. It was only after all of the chores were done that I was able to muster up the energy to call Summer.

Being my first go-to girl because of her ability to be calmer in these kinds of situations than Autumn, we three girls had ourselves a kind of system. When either Autumn or I had something really important to tell someone, Summer was always the first to know. None of us minded, since we aren't threatened by each other, as girls usually get. We loved each other equally, and I suppose having even numbers are better, but I thought the three of us made the perfect balance.

Summer picked up and asked what was up, so it was only natural for me to share my giddiness with one my best friends. My newly made progress made her happy too, and I can't blame her. What girl doesn't like some piece of gossip? I called Autumn after Summer and relayed the same information to her.

After the two phone calls and hours of gushing about my feelings, the excitement still hasn't really left. But that was okay; I liked this feeling, since it was a rare feeling. Life had never been better.

The next day went by as usual, and I guess even Ernest was able to pick up on my newfound overzealous joy.

"Are you going somewhere over the weekend?" I looked up in surprise at his voice.

"Hm? Why?"

"It's just that you've been eerily happy all day and I've been wondering what's gotten into you."

I smiled all the way to my eyes and replied, "Something great happened yesterday, and you know it."

"What?"

            "Jathom and I connected yesterday, and it was the most awesome event that as happened in a long time."

            "That's nice I guess," Ernest said as he turned back to the teacher in front.

            Raising an eyebrow at the side of his head, I also turned back to the teacher, listening to her talk about velocity.

            As the day passed uneventfully, I looked more and more forward to lunchtime, where I would be able to see Jathom again.

            And as obsessive as I sounded, I didn't care. I was a girl in love and I was allowed to be slightly obsessive and gushy and mushy.

            There again in the school cafeteria, I met up with my other two partners in crime and got in the line for lunch- and exchanged devious looks the entire time.

            We strutted over to the drama table together to charge together on the battlefront. What can I say? The three musketeers never left each other in times of battle, so neither should we. It was nice to have them here with me for something like this.

            We sat down together on one end of the multiple tables these people took up and joined the conversation. As Jathom came and joined the table, the three of us all discretely looked at him as I attempted a conversation with him.

           A smile never hurt anyone right? And he smiled to me too as he sat down, but a more reserved one than mine.

            As we steered out conversation away from the rest of the group, I can't help but realize that it felt as if the rest of the room was fading away. We bantered a little and laughed and never stopped having topics to discuss.

            When lunch time ended, we walked to class together, but not before I beamed at my two friends that smiled back and waved.

            This is progress.

I thought as my mind went back to the task at hand. As Jathom and I walked to drama together, I can't help but wonder again, what I did to deserve this kind of happiness.

Now that everything is settled with the cast of the play, all we did in class was rehearse, rehearse, and rehearse. Not only that, there were after school practices too, and as time consuming as they are, it was fun. Besides, I didn't always have to be there because my role wasn't as significant. I can ditch whenever, and I have friends to text me when I needed to be there. So most of the time, I stayed in school and did homework on rehearsal days.

Sometimes, Summer and Autumn would sit with me, though with Summer more often than not because Autumn has her soccer. Occasionally, when Jathom isn't needed in the set, he would sit with me to.

The bliss is overwhelming to say the least. My friends got along with him too. When I was too concentrated on the problem at hand, they would chat comfortably with each other as I did my work.

Days passed like this, and sometimes, Jathom and I would go somewhere after rehearsals. It would be ice cream, (even if the November weather was a little colder than necessary. Ice cream wins and your argument is invalid) tea, or just talking on a bench in school.

All the people that know Jathom from drama thought I was crazy for spending time with him so much, but they didn't know the half of it.

 Since I've been spending so much time with him, I guess they thought that he was safe to approach, so I guess you could say that Jathom is more approachable now. When someone tries to start a conversation with him, he would make an effort to keep it going.

To say that I was proud of my work would be an understatement, but most of all, I was happy for him. Now, he was easier to be friends with, and I think even he appreciates that.

But there was this one problem. As Jathom and I spent more and more time together, the more silent Ernest was. That usual chatterbox of a human began to subdue his efforts in being an annoyance in our classes. It seemed as if he didn't want to talk to me anymore.

Always a lover of confrontation, I tried to ask him about it, but found that I couldn't. It's as if there was this huge gap between us now that made me feel a bit uncomfortable around him. But with Christmas and winter break right around the corner, I knew just what to do.

I just love love love love love Christmas. It's the best thing ever invented by the human kind. Thank you Jesus, for coming to this world and bringing the joy of Christmas with you! As finals came along and I crammed the poop out of myself with words and numbers, all I could think about was Christmas.

Anyway, now that it's time for the seasons, shopping for gifts is a necessity. After all, it's the most wonderful time of the year. 

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lol. this chapter was uneventful af. but that's okay. it's (eventually) going to get better. hopefully. idk, i suck at making longer chapters. oh well. so. yeah. happy holidays?? uhm. if you're reading this, thanks for still sticking with me, or getting this far at all so yeah, if you can, i really like comments, so write away, please!! thx for reading!  ^___^

    -eRImEnTHa OUT!! X)