Chapter five.
I don't know what was with me today but apparently, the crunch of freshly fallen leaves and the faint hiss of the autumn breeze seemed way more interesting than the awkward silence that stretched between Scott and I. He walked facing the ground with his hands buried in his pockets and my heart was still pounding inside my rib cage when we got to his house. He offered to walk me home so I wouldn't have to walk alone in the dark but, after that embarrassing mishap at the park, I said no for both of our sakes. My mind was racing and I needed some time on my own to think about what happened because if not, who knows what would have happened?
If I would've wanted to crop myself from that scene and paste my body in a more awkward situation, I think I wouldn't have found one to do it. I can't stop myself from thinking what it would've felt to kiss him when he fell over me. I'm definitely not used to feeling this inner battle; part of me wanted him to lean in and kiss me, but the other, the stronger part, got freaked out and pushed him away, physically and mentally.
Well, maybe not mentally, because that same night, coffee brown eyes chase after me in my dreams.
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Despite how bad I want to stay warm in bed, curled up between the soft and fluffy pillows, I do my best effort and hurry across the hall and to the bathroom before Audrey can step in. But, to my surprise, today she has mysteriously woken up before I did and she is having a bath.
I think one day I will get used to waking up in a bad mood.
After getting ready for school and cussing Audrey's ass out, I hop into Hayley's car and we head to school. The day goes by quickly and I try my best to avoid Scott at all costs. Even in the classes that we share I don't even take a glance at him and I dodge every question that could lead to a long conversation between us. Besides, I also try to elude any inquiry from both Hayley and Michelle about what happened yesterday. I know they are nosy as fuck so every time I say something I have to think twice and chose words correctly so I don't trigger any thoughts that lead to my meeting at Scott's house. But we all know I'm not that lucky.
"Hey Sam!" Michelle squeals. "I didn't ask you, how did it go?"
"How did what go?" I play dumb.
"You know..." she winks at me and gives me a nudge.
"Ouch, don't do that. I guess it was fine."
"You guess? What happened?"
"Nothing, we just studied and that's it."
"Yeah right. Come on girl, tell me the details."
"Nothing happened! I mean it. I, uhm, I have to go, sorry." I bid her goodbye and walk home before she can pull more information out of me.
My shift at the ice cream shop starts at five and I'm almost late, so I hurry down the street. I hope Melissa is already there because, even though my dad owns the shop, he still makes sure every employee arrives on time and completes its shift, and Melissa covers me whenever I'm a few minutes late. We work on Mondays and Saturdays together since forever and she is quite nice. Not like Bethany. She works with me on Wednesdays and she's a bitch. She never serves customers, I have to do most of the work. And when she does, she's very rude. I don't blame her for that though. Some customers are really stupid.
Thankfully to me, Melissa is right behind the counter when I get there. I'm only five minutes late and there is only one customer at the moment, to whom Melissa is preparing the ice cream. The afternoon passes by quickly, together with what seem like endless customers for a Monday, and when my shift is almost over and I'm about to leave, a brown haired boy enters the place with a little girl clutching to his trousers.
