Soft Served August

Chapter Five

"So it was you!" I exclaimed a little bit too loud, pointing at him as if I was an old lady and he was the person who stole my cats. Well, I would really want my cats back, thank you very much.

I can't believe this. Heterochromia guy, Seymour's guy (what ever you want to call him), my considered-enemy, is in my school. He's right beside me, and I'm assigned to tour him around and also became his partner in a science project, which we have to work on for three days.

Three days with the person who humiliated me in an ice cream parlor.

Three days with the person I also humiliated in the said Ice cream parlor.

Three days with Aden Everett.

The thought made me shudder.

How is this possible? Last time I checked, I wasn't in a book or a movie.

He didn't reply and just kept on walking, and of course he was rude enough to increase his pace so we wouldn't be walking side by side. See how sweet and thoughtful he was to provide me more than enough space I needed as I walked? (Note the sarcasm.)

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him.

"Did I have to?" He snapped, "Not like it's my responsibility to let you know." Riiight, that was a stupid question. Why am I not surprised by his attitude?

The two of us have already left the office and are headed to our classes. Well, I mean, he is.

The very moment I saw who he was, I froze on my spot. I probably looked stupid standing there, staring at him as if I just saw a ghost. And the only things I remember that came after that were them snapping their fingers and waving their hands in front of my face, and Aden scaring me off by telling me he'd leave me there if I don't wake up from the trance I fell into. I don't even remember how I got out and how I was miraculously clutching my bag right now.

Now I didn't even care about my classes anymore, I just went to chase him after he started running off the moment he took his first step out of the office.

I tried to catch up with him, still taken aback by this sudden reveal. Scrutinizing him as we walked in the halls, while he didn't even bother to give me just one look. I must've looked stupid, crazy even, but I really didn't care.

He seemed to have noticed this—awfully irritated by it, so he looked at me with such hatred it could put the word itself to shame.

"What are you doing?" His brows were furrowed, eyes looking straight into mine as he stopped walking to face me.

"Checking if you're real," I said, stepping closer to him, and before he could say any rude comeback, I pinched his arm.

Yeah, I know, not really nice. But he deserved it.

"Ow!" He said and caressed the part of his arm that I pinched, then he turned to glare at me. "What the hell?! Was that really nece—"

"Hmm, no, I'm not satisfied," I said cutting him off, and again, before he could say anything else or run for his life, I stepped on his right foot.

Well, now he really can't run for his life.

Oh, wait, he didn't have one.

He started hopping on one foot, while his hands nursed the other. He looked like a cute hopping bunny—except for the cute part. And the bunny part. Just hopping.

He glared at me again, "Seriously?!"

I gave him an evil smile and said, "Yes. That's payback for what you did to me yesterday."