I Don't Do Friends

Chapter Thirteen

JERRY'S POV

A lot has been going on around me for some time now and for some reason, I really never cared about what these things were but now I'm lost. What did I do wrong. What is happening.

After I saw Jessica yesterday, crying, I haven't been able to think straight. I real!y didn't know if I should have walked up to her and comforted her when I knew that I was the cause of the discomfort in the first place. Hummphh

I could barely sleep last night but if there's one thing I've decided from all of last night's watch, then its that I should probably apologize for what I said and try to let her know why I said it. But I'll still maintain my 'no friends' stance.

After I shower and dress up for school today, I take my time to make myself up. Weird I know but its been a while since I actually did that. I mean, look at my self and try to look as perfect as can be. That's what the make up stuff is all about right?

Well, I don't know about you but, after four or five touches, I look good. Like real good. Talk about Self Crush.

I practically sneak out of the house as it is still just fifteen minutes to seven o'clock. As I cross the gate, I close it and leave hoping someone locks it later. Of course they will. They're all going to to out eventually.

I decide to trek all the way to school, which should be a thirty five minutes walk. That's okay, I am not in a rush anyways and our first lecture today is by ten o'clock. Moreover I think I need the time to think. I bring out my phone and plug in my earpiece then select Jon Bellion's playlist. I increase the volume to the highest and put my phone back into my pocket. This will be a long walk.

When I finally reach school, I head to our laboratory, deciding to spend some time alone there before the first lecture. On entering the lab, my eyes shoot to someone already seated looking at me.

Normally, the lab is always empty. Students don't like the pungent smell it produces and therefore keep away from it except when necessary. For someone like me, the lab is one of the places in the school where I find peace and solitary. Its always calm except during practical, and although the staffs here don't allow students inside any other day, they've gotten used to me.

Seeing someone else in the laboratory is enough surprise but when that someone is the reason for my being here, that is a shock.

Yes! Seeing Jessica here, is a shock. Today doesn't look good? Tell me about it.

I try to ignore her and I move to the other end of the lab, trying to avoid eye contacts. I only hope she doesn't want to talk to me. I'm not in the mood right now. Honestly, I would leave here if only I had come with my library card.

Twenty minutes pass, peacefully, with the silent which is unusually abnormal. I used to cherish the silence here, but why not now? What's wrong with me? I suddenly feel paralysed when someone sobs. I look up to the other end and see Jessica with her head on the desk, probably crying.

Then I felt the urge to console her. Its just my nature. But this time I consider staying put.

What! Its called self control.

JESSICA'S POV:

I don't know why I'm crying.

Ever since I got the rejection from Jerry, all I occasionally do now, is cry. Its not that I have never been rejected before but something about Jerry makes me feel, safe, complete. Now anytime I see him, I relive that day and I just can't help but cry.