Dear Pen Pal (Lams)

21. Avoidance

an: sorry this took long to publish i was having a writers block or whatever so if this chapter comes out bad, ya know.
btw this chapter takes place in february ok
DISCLAIMER: i know nothing about science and lab and shit. well i do but barely, k that's it
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So, I've been avoiding Eliza for 1 and a half days. First day of avoidance  I skipped school and just stayed home. And now I'm trying to go through the day without talking to Eliza.

I know this isn't the way to do it but, I don't know how to just talk to her like it didn't even happen. And I hate talking about situations face to face, makes me nervous.

I am currently in History right now and I supposed to have science next- fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Eliza sits beside in that class. And I can't skip that class because we're doing this experiment, lab thing today which is apparently a big mark in that class. Shit.

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Alright, I am walking to science. During history I was thinking of ways to avoid Eliza.. while being beside her. I thought at first that I'll just pretend I don't see her, but that's stupid. I then thought that I could pretend I lost my voice or something if she tries to talk about, but that's stupid too. So my final decision was to just hope she forgot.

I got to the classroom and sat down on my seat. Good, she wasn't there yet. Hm, maybe she isn't here at school today, because-

Eliza walks in the room, her hair flowing back a little as she walks. Oh god. Okay, just, act, normal.

She sits down and I look to the other direction of where she is sitting. I look in the corner of my eye, I notice to she looking down.

ring ring ring !!

Our teacher comes walking in.

"Afternoon! Are you ready for your lab today class?" No one responded.

"Right okay, anyway you all can go ahead and get started and I will be marking you as you do the experiment with your lab partner."

Eliza gets up from her seat to get all the beakers and, shit. I just sit there awkwardly. Tapping my fingers.

When she returns she places the items on the desk, then ties her hair. I should probably do the same.

"Alright class! The first.."

"Hey.." Eliza says, as she sets up the experiment.

It was silent for like 30 seconds, then she says, "Can we talk? You know.. about the other night?" She starts pouring something that I don't know because I never give a shit in science class, into the glass-beaker-thingy.

"W-what's there to talk about?" I respond.

"Y'know. How we.. I almost kissed-"

"Right! That. I um, just panicked."

"Why though? Did I do something wrong?" It was now my turn to start pouring shit into the glass. She passes the paper and I don't understand anything that says in it.

I just grab something and start pouring it by the first measurement on the sheet.

"No, nothing wrong. It's just, do you like me?" I question.

"Of course I like you! You're one of my good friends.." she replies.

"Y-you know what I mean.." I stutter.

"..I know."

"I..I.. um, heat of the moment. Yeah."

"Oh." I say.

"Let's say I did like you and you didn't panic.. would you of kissed me back?"

Oh my god. Why would she ask me that? Why did she want to know?! I don't want to hurt her feelings but I'm not sure.. I start to get nervous.

"Well I mean I don't know maybe in the heat of the moment I would but if I wasn't in he heat of the moment I'm not sure, NOT saying there anything wrong with you or anything you're a great person Eliza I like you too, AS A FRIEND I-" I continue to ramble on. I was so panicked I started to put in all the ingredients(?) really fast at no specific measurement. Doing it all without thinking.

"Alex.."

"No! It isn't you're fault, it isn't you, it's me! I'm the one he needs to start thinking straight and just-"

"Alex." She says again.

"No please Eliza, let me explain why I am such a little fuck!-"

"ALEX!" She slaps her hand on my mouth.

"T-that's to much-!!" I turn my head and I was pouring this purple liquid and the stuff inside the glass-thingy was foaming up. Our teacher was walking towards us. She noticed our experiment was foaming up. She looked down on it.

"What y'all making? This don't look like-" suddenly the liquid shoots up and splashes all over our teacher's face. Oh god. We're dead. I'm dead.

Everyone turns their heads to us, with a face of shock. Our teachers slowly wipes, whatever we created, off her face. "YOU TWO. GO TO THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE NOW."

We both quickly take off our goggles, hop off our chair, and run out of the classroom.

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45 minutes later. We finally got to leave the office. We were walking side by side, but there was no talking. Not yet at least.

"So, that was, um.." Eliza speaks up.

"something." I reply.

"Yeah.." We both turn our heads to each other,

and just laugh.

"Did you see the look on her face?!" Eliza says.

"I know!! I was trying so hard not to laugh."

We were both laughing really hard. Once we finally calmed down, Eliza turns to me and says, "Hey, let's just forget about what, almost happened at the dance. It was just the heat of the moment. That's it."

"Yeah. Erased from my mind. Never even happen." I reply.

"What never happen? What did you erase from your mind?" She questioned. I smile. She smiles back.

"Come on. We gotta get back to class."

"Ugh. Now?" she groans. I chuckle. I pat her back and we go to class.