Rivals

Truce

*Andrew's POV*

The Day After the Initial Fight:

I am so mad at Art. I love her. But this. She swooped down low just to piss me off. I am in fact so mad that all that I can do is be cold to her. She keeps on trying to talk to me but I keep on ignoring her. All that she wants to do right now is just start another fight. Great... The last thing that I need. How things are already and right now are bad enough as it is. I don't want it worse. Like that. That would just be the end of me. Seriously. I am not kidding. Her acting like this drives me mad. I know that I got issues. And tons of them. Yet, I got none as bad as her. She. She is the death of me. I really like her. I can never tell her. She would beat me up if I did. Oh god. I could picture it. Ah. Talk about scary. 

This past whole week has just been a bunch of shit. All this class has been doing is fight. It has been weird. No one could agree on anything. everything is divided. I can't sand this. Damn you Artemis and your stupid friends. If it wasn't for you bitches none of us would be in this stupid shit. I can  not believe them. What jerks. Even my friends are getting on my case bout this. Even the ones from my old school heard about it. According to them, they know Artemis. They claim that she goes to the same youth group as them. What the fuck. I can't believe this. Urgh. At least that is what Justin says. I don't believe him. All he does is gossip. And play girls. And ya know. Shit like that. If anyone is a real asshole, it's him. I know how Artemis feels about me, but he is so much worse. I swear. I hate that kid. 

This whole entire day was just awful. I could feel Art's anger toward me. It was painful. 

A Long Painful Week Later:

Urgh. I am so fucking done with all this shit. Like come on. Just deal with it. Why get so defensive over just a sport. Like oh my god. Just quit it. Please. For my damn sake. 

On My Way Home:

What the heck! Artemis. She texted me. She hasn't talked to me in forever. And when she did, she was trying to piss me off. Like I'm shocked. I don't really blame her for wanting to annoy the living shit out of me. The last kind message she sent me was a week and a half ago. I think. 

"Hey" She sends me. 

"Hey" I didn't want much of a conversation fearing that she would just try to piss me off. 

"So...."

"What" I was a bit annoyed. I hate it when she does those stupid cliffhangers. They are so annoying. 

"I was thinking..."

"Smh cant u just like tell me" By this point, I was pissed. Like, Just tell me already. I would like to know. 

"I was thinking that we should just call a truce." A truce?! Is she crazy? Well but then at the same thing, it is a good idea. This whole entire fighting thing is driving me mad. I love her so much and then she goes out there just to piss me off. Just why. Why? What is it with women. 

"A truce?

What are you

Chicken that you will lose?" I honestly wanted to add some comical humour into it. Like, why not? Who cares? No one. So let her deal with it. I mean, I don't care at all. 

"No.

Well. Not really.

Kinda.

I think." I dont think that she is just scared. She is nervous. Not that I blame her. With my reputation from my old school, she should be. Once a jerk. Always a jerk. 

"Well then...

I guess.

Truce?" I only started this so that I could get more of her attention. Honestly I don't care at all if cheer is or isn't a sport. 

"Truce" 

"Ya know but that was a long week of fighting

TBH it was torturous" I did hate every minute of this week long fight. It was stressing. Seriously. I just hated it since I like her 

"True. Honestly i think that we agree on this."

"Thats a first"

"IKR XD"

"'So i guess that we are friends again?" I really think that I am starting to push things. I can't tell if I am. 

"Ya. I suppose"

"Gtg. I got baseball." I really don't I just well didn't want to ruin what was just fixed. If I know myself, I always seems to screw things up right after I fix things. 

"Oh. Ok. Fine. ttyl."  She seemed a bit sad about my departure from her. I just ya know did not want to make things super awkward. That would be weird. Plus if I know me, I would've told her that I love her. Then she would get mad. And then she would ignore me. I don't want that again. Call me addicted. 

I just sat there. I stared at my phone in shock. While I don't have siblings to walk in on my staring at my phone and smiling like a mad man, my mom walked in. She looked at me. Then looked at my phone. Then snatched it from my hand. I stayed sitting, in shock. Of everything. Artemis. Now my mom. Lovely. My mom looked through all my texts then handed it back to me. Then yelled at me, "You idiot! Andrew get your sorry ass up before I drag you to your baseball practice. Have you noticed the time. You have conditioning today. Hurry up and get ready."

I jumped up and grabbed my practice clothes. I franticly tried to put them on while trying not to drop my phone in my sweater pocket. I dash out the door with my cleats half put on and my sweater backwards. And I think that my shorts are too. Opps. I can check in the truck on the way to the park next to the school. 

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A/N
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Hey guys. I hope that you liked this chapter. Honestly I was enjoying writing it way too much. Also Happy May Day.