Alone.

Asking For Your Friendship

Chapter: 10
Asking For Your Friendship

"So? How'd it go?"

I looked up from my physics textbook to my partner in crime, AKA Sabrina Sanders. "How did what go?" I feigned ignorance.

She rolled her eyes, "Uh, hello! Your stupidest, most craziest plan? How did it turn out?" She looked at me expectantly.

I sighed, "It backfired."

"What?" she stared at me with disbelief.

I shrugged, "He didn't come. I never got to see him yesterday. And I'm done trying to find out."

She had a thoughtful look on her face, "Tell me though, what did you plan on doing back at the community centre anyways?"

Oh, yeah. Have I mentioned that I never told Sabrina about how I was going to cut myself? Well, I didn't tell her. God knows she'd haul my ass to a mental asylum if I had told her that.

"Nothing, I was simply gonna confront him." Kudos for my efficient lying skills. The inner me clapped solemnly in my head.

"So... he didn't show up?"

"Yeah." I ran my eyes over the mind blogging text in the book.

"And so, he probably never heard me to begin with?"

"Yep. Most likely."

"And you're just an idiot coming up with those wild ideas and speculations?"

"Probably the biggest idiot." I underlined an equation with neon yellow highlighter.

She huffed, "Well, so much for that." She sounded disappointed. She poked me on my arm making me look at her, "Why didn't you tell me all that yesterday? I tried calling and texting, but you didn't respond."

"Uh, I was really tired, you know." I gave another shrug. "With all the running and useless brainstorming, I got really tired, went straight home and fell asleep through the whole day. Probably why I didn't notice your calls or texts."

"Hmm, alright. I'm sorry though. All our hard work was for nothing." She pouted a little.

I gave her a small smile, How on earth is she buying all the bullshit? I can't be that good. "Yeah..." 

And in the exact moment, our teacher chose to enter the class. I couldn't be more happy. I was getting drained with all the interrogation and yesterday's no sleep was giving me a headache.
...

A week gone, and yet there was no sign of Adam through out the school. Not that I stalked the guy or went out of my way searching for him. But he didn't come into any of our classes that we had together, he was no where in the cafeteria, the gym, the fields, the garden, the labs, no where.

Okay... I may have unintentionally looked around.

It was both relieving and perplexing at the same time. Not seeing him gave me the chance to avoid him with no awkward interactions whatsoever. But not seeing him also made my mind run a million miles per second into thinking, Why? Why isn't he coming? Is he okay? Is he avoiding me? Am I that much of an inconvenience to him? Has he left? I shook my head.

The world doesn't revolve around you, Ray.

I was staring blankly at the creative graffiti on my desk surface, waiting for the quiz to start on Behavioural Sciences. Absently, my thoughts went back to my first group study with Adam and how eventful the evening had turned out to be.

The absentminded tapping of my pen, however, ceased as soon as the vacant seat beside me was filled by the person who I'd unwillingly become familiar with. I didn't raise my head or my eyes, but I could tell it was my transcendent fellow who had been ignoring me for the past a week.