Fall Encounters

Chapter four: Atychiphobia- Fear of failure

I stared at the screen a few more moments. This was all so strange. Maybe checking my messages wasn't such a good idea. This was just making my brain hurt more. I turned off the computer and walked over and through myself on my bed. I outwardly groaned. It was all way to stressful. As soon as my head hit the pillow I must have fallen asleep because what felt like a few short minutes later Do You Feel by The Rocket Summer started blasting through my room at a near deafening level. I was forced to get out of bed to turn it down due to the fact that I had my alarm clock all the way on the other side of the room. I looked at the clock. Six a.m. I heaved a sigh as I headed for the shower. A full sixty minutes later I was out of the bathroom and on my way to the bus stop. I was walking down the street when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. It was Victor walking toward the bus stop. My bus stop. I just turned around and decided it was best not to talk to him. I didn't like him much anyway. Not even two seconds after I put my headphones in they were pulled out.

I turned and glared at him.

"What do you want?"

"All I wanted was to ask you a question. But I see that someone is on the rag."

I felt heat graze over my face from anger. People just don't say stuff like that.

"Wow." Was all I said when I turned away from him and put them back in. Yet again once I had got them in one was taken out. I didn't even say anything this time. I just turned and gave him my most annoyed expression.

"Well?"

"Well what?" he looked at me with a bored expression.

"Well, what do you want to ask me so badly?"

"Oh that. I was wondering if you would help me move some stuff up to my attic tonight."

I looked at him confused.

"What?" I stared at him. Help him move stuff to his attic?

"Are you hard of hearing?" He laughed at me.

"No." I turned away from him. He was so weird. He didn't even know me and asking me for favors. What the hell?

"So?"

"So what?" I said getting more annoyed by the second.

"Will you help?"

"No." I turned away from him again.

"Please?"

"No, go away."

"But you will be doing a good deed."

"Like I care." The bus pulled in front of our stop and we all piled on. I sat with Lizzie and hoped that Victor sat somewhere far away from me.

"Why won't you help me?" No such luck. I turned around in my seat to see Victor sitting with Ash who didn't seem too happy about the situation either.

"Because, leave me alone."

"I'll help you, Victor." Lizzie batted her eye lashes at him.

"No! Uhm. I mean I'll help him." Ash jumped in. I gave him an odd look. He shrank back and I can be sure but I think I saw blush graze his cheeks.

"No, I want Bell's help."

"Anabelle." I corrected.

"So, you'll help?" Victor smiled at me.

"Hmm.? No." this time I put my headphones in. I saw Victor's hand reach out to remove one of them when I snapped at him.

"If you wanna keep that hand, I'd suggest you'd leave me alone."