Confessions of a Cynic

T H I R T Y - S I X

"What are you guys doing?" Eros asked, wondering what his friends are chuckling about by a lockers. 

And not anybody's locker, it was her locker. 

"Oh, nothing. Just having some fun." His girlfriend way back then told him as she slid her polished fingers on his broad shoulders and finally, embracing him.

"Oh. Why here?"

"Nothing in particular." She smiled and kissed him on his lips. But his mind was somewhere else, he didn't bother to return her kisses back. "Why? Do you know who owns this locker?" She asked.

Do I? Of course. He said in his thoughts. He would never be mistaken of that lime green color with sunflowers painted spray locker among the other grey ones. This locker got her into trouble for vandalizing property but it seems she was too stubborn to clean it herself.

"I think we both do, Clarissa." He said to her. Why are they standing near here when he knows they hated this locker?

His firm voice surprised her a bit but she smiled after. "Oh, really Eros. We were just standing there. Nothing to be paranoid about. Let's go." She slid her fingers to Eros' and held his hand as they went away.

I'm writing this because I'm asking you to be my prom date. Hope you're going to say yes.

P.S Meet me at the art room at 9. I need to tell you something.

Psych read the pink note and asked herself why would he be writing this kind of letter when she knew he was going  with his girlfriend? Not that she's some sort of a stalker but, there's nothing private anymore when you're a popular kid in school.

"Oh my god! That's so sweet! You should go!"

"Are you crazy? No way."

"Are you crazy? He's obviously asking you behind Clarissa's back. You should go!" Lorie exclaimed with a clap.

"Shh! This is like a celebrity scandal, Lorie. When Clarissa finds out, she's gonna skin me alive."

"But, Eros' going to save you. Let's face it, you still like him." Lorie said, folding her arms together as if she knew everything about Psyche's thoughts.

"No." She said before closing her locker.

Lorie chuckled and held her shoulder. "You should go with him. Both of you needs to talk about...things."

I wonder what would she be wearing tonight? He wondered as he buttoned his sleeves. "I think she's going to wear flowers." And with that thought, he chuckled. That would be so her.

"What are you laughing about?" His little brother, Philios asked him.

"Hm? Nothing. Just some funny thought."

"Psyche?"

He smirked. "What? No."

"I think you are. When you think of something funny, it's always Psyche. And at times, when you're annoyed about something, it's Psyche." Philios said as he lied down on his bed.

"Not all the time. She's not-you're making it sound that I am always thinking about her which I am not by the way and besides I have a smoking hot girlfriend who's going to be my prom date so...shut up."

"You always talk a lot when you're nervous."

"What?"

"Don't what me. I'm still a kid but we also know things."

This time, Eros turned around to look at his annoying little brother. "And that would be?"

His brother became silent for a while before answering. "You wanted to see her tonight, don't you?"