Asymptote or How did she fall

chapter three.(we require certain skills.)

“Did you hear anything I just said?” Kat breathlessly yelled, and it was disturbing, because she was usually so calm and peppy.

“Shut up, woman! I’m trying to concentrate!” I snapped.

“Well, try harder!” Okay, so we were a little scared and surprised. Apparently, Kat’s friend said that she saw Drake going to the woods with some bimbo and now we were here, running through the grass and hiding behind the trees, trying to find them.

Actually, we were all at the bikers’ festival, the one that was held here every summer. It was just a gathering of speed lovers, but also an opportunity for us, the kids sent from Hell, to get together and drink cheap beer all night.

And Drake just had to go and ruin everything for Kat. And me, of course.

“You know, I can practically hear the Pink Panther song playing in the background right now.” I giggled.

“Shut up and find them.” Kat was pissed.

I rolled my eyes. “Sweetie, I can’t find them if they are not here. Plus, I don’t think that he would cheat on you.” Liar, liar, pants on fire.

Although, I was trying to convince myself the same thing. I knew that Drake was still sleeping with Kat but I wasn’t really jealous. I don’t know how to explain it, but I was perfectly fine with them. I just didn’t want him to cheat her with anybody else except me. I was supposed to be his one and only lover. One and only other girl.

Gosh, I made no sense.

Kat cursed simultaneously as we were crawling through the bushes. It was too dark and, well, woody, for us to see anything.

“And that’s why I’m glad I didn’t dress up for this thing and I wear long pants.” I said, nodding to myself as she shrieked, cutting her legs on branches for the fifth time.

 “Shut up! Shut up, shut up, and shut up!” I was actually stunned when I saw tears glistering in her hazel eyes.

“Hey…” I whispered, “Don’t cry. Especially over him.“ I’ve pulled her in awkward hug. She gripped me tight.

“Cass, I love him. And he is so annoying. And I know he’s cheating on me. I can feel it.”

Okay, now I felt really… bitchy.

“Honey, he doesn’t cheat on you. He likes you; I can see the way he looks at you. Like you’re the only one out there.”

I am so going to Hell.

And there are big chances that they’ll decide that I’m too heartless and sick for them, and don’t accept me.

Which would be sad.

“Listen to me.” I whispered, pulling her face from my shoulder and making her look at me. “If he is cheating on you, I don’t see the point of stressing over that. Break up with him. Leave that bastard alone. At the end, you will be the better person and he will be all alone.”

She sniffed and dried her eyes with the back of her hand. “You’re right. I don’t know what I’m doing with him. He’s arrogant and egoistic and he caused me nothing but trouble. My parents don’t like him, my teachers don’t like him, you don’t like him.”

“I never said that.” I gave her a sad smile.

“No, but I can see it on your face. When you look at him or talk to him. And you’re even avoiding him. I can’t remember the last time you were in the same room.”

Oh. I sure don’t hate him. Hate is such a strong word.

And so is love, my mind whispered.