Call Me Zero [Completed]

38: Did you guys hear?

I was running. He wasn't talking or begging me to stop, but I knew Phillip was running after me. I didn't have to look behind me to know that.

I knew that I didn't have to run. After all those things I've said to him and did, I felt like accidentally sending something was nothing now.

Even so, I was glad Phillip was back. The Phillip who was stubborn and not soft. I was relieved that he was running right now. At least he was okay.

I ran to the field. I stopped.

I stopped at the picture of Marge and Maven. They were far ahead, but they were visible to me. They weren't doing anything illegal. In fact, they were fighting, I thought. The scene reminded me of when we all went together to the family skate night.

I didn't know what they were fighting about. But, it looked pretty serious. I hoped for two things. One, I hoped that the other students who saw wouldn't misinterpret this. Not that I didn't want the other people to think that they were having a fight as a couple-- nobody still knew about me and Maven--but I didn't want them to spread rumors about the two being fake. That they were only friends in front of an audience. That they weren't really best friends.

I knew I was taking things too far by even thinking about those things but, that was how my mind worked.

Second, I knew that I shouldn't assume and assuming was bad but, I kind of hoped too that it wasn't about me and Maven. That it wasn't about me. That was the last thing I wanted.

"So, what are we staring at?" Phillip popped up out of nowhere right beside me. I almost forgot that he was following me.

"Nothing, I was just waiting for you to catch up." I turned my back at Maven and Marge and let them be. I started walking back out of the field. I guess I also kind of hoped that Phillip didn't see what I did.

He knew those two better. I didn't want him to feel bad to see his best friends fighting. Or if he thought what I thought, then I didn't want him to feel bad for me.

But, I kind of got a little hurt. I didn't know why but, the pain was there. I didn't understand where it was coming from. Was this how it was with being in a relationship? I mean, I care for Marge and Maven, yeah. But, was I feeling the right kind of pain?

Phillip walked by my side.

I remembered I was still holding the papers I snatched from Phillip's hand.

"What is this anyway?" I asked as I unrolled the packet of papers. When I looked at it, I could already tell it was a test paper.

I scanned it real quick and saw the red mark on top right corner. He got a hundred on it.

"Was this the test from last week?"

"Yeah."

We continued walking without knowing where to go. It didn't really matter, I guess, as long as we stayed on school grounds.

"You got a hundred on it!" I told him, even though I knew that he knows.

He grabbed the test papers from my hand. "Yeah."

"And you were sick that day!" I said with amazement on my voice.

"I was."

His answers were so short. Was he saving his voice or something? Awhile ago he literally screamed for help. And now he was being so reserved again.

I sighed as I tucked my hands inside the pockets of my jacket. The wind was blowing and I hated how chilly it was. I knew my face was red because of the cold and I wished I dressed warmer today.