Life Gets Better

6. A favor

Mike looked at me with eyes wide open and said:

-What favor?

-Yesterday I saved your ugly butt, you idiot! You owe me!

-First of all my butt isn't ugly, it's cute. You can ask those girls over there.

He looked at the girls, they looked back. Mike winked at them and smiled playfully. I was so disgusted!

-Omg! I don't care what kind of butt you have!

-Why are so angry? Do you want to see my butt that badly? You don't have to ask twice.

-I literally have no words...

-Yeah, I know girls are speechless when they see me. I'm too hot, be careful, you will burn your eyes. Sorry, I don't have sunglasses for you.

-It's impossible to talk to you!

-Yeah, I know, sorry.

-Fianlly!

-I am so unexperiensed in talking to girls...

-... You are?

-Yeah... You see, we usually don't talk...

He looked at me with a grin. At first I didn't understan what he ment, but then it hit me.

-You Dirty Pervert!

- Hey, I am not a pervert!

-Whatever! That's not what I wanted to talk about! Now, about the favor...

-What are you talking about?

-I lied to the teacher and saved you.

-I didn't ask you to do that.

-You little... How dare you...

-When people usually ask for a favor, they try to avoid words like these...

He leaned towards me waiting for an apology. Yeah, right.

-Come on. Help me out with this!

-With what?

-Can you pretend to be my friend?

His eyes became wider. He looked so surprised and at the same time he looked like he was about to laugh like he never did before. I was right. He laughed his ass off.

Kids looked at us and began to ask: "What?" "What happened?" "Mike are you ok?" "What did we miss" "Tell us"...

Mike was hardly breathing, he tried to open his mouth to tell them, but I looked at him so angrily that he could understand what I was saying without a second thought: "Don't You F*cking Dare!!!"

He turned to them and said:

-Nothing special, guys. I just saw a booger coming out of her nose.

What the..?! Seriously?! Thanks a lot, Mike. I will remember that.

I could literally read "Eww" on their faces. A few seconds later (that felt like a year) they turned around and continued doing whatever they were doing before.

Mike looked at me and told me silently "You are welcome" with movement of his lips.

I smiled at him with a bitchy face and conitued my speech:

-So, as I was saying...-At this point I stepped over my pride-Please be my fake friend.

-Why?

-Long story short, I kinda told my grandma that you were my friend and now she wants to meet you. Oh, and you should bring a few of your friends as well.

-Hmm, I would like to hear more details.

-It's not your business.

-Ok, fair enough, but I have one condition.

-Yes?

-You will go camping with us, I mean me and my friends.

-...I will what?

-C-A-M-P-I-N-G, camping.

-... Ok, this makes no sense.

-What makes no sense?

-Why the hell do you want me to go camping with you?!

-It's not your business.

-Hmm, yeah, you are right, it's not. I decline your offer.

-Why? Are you afraid to spend the night with boys?

-Hell yeah, who knows what you will do. I don't trust you.

-Ok, Wow. That kinda hurt...

- I'm glad. So will you help me out or not?

-Hmm... After those words?

-Come on. Do somethimg nice for once in your life!

-Well...

*Bell rings*

-Ok, just tell me your answer after school ok?

-I will help you.

-What..? Really? Why?

-Listen. Do you want my help or not?

-Yeah, yeah, sorry. I'm just shocked. I was sure you would say no.

-Well, I am not an asshole.

-...Are you sure?

-What is that supposed to mean?

-Sorry, I couldn't help myself.

-Maybe this is the reason why you dont have friends.

-Take your sits, please.-said Mr. Mcanly as soon as he entered the classroom.

We sat down. I can't believe that Mike was really paying attention to the lesson. That's a miracle. I guess he already forgot about our conversation, but I didn't. Am I that mean? Is eveything my fault? I don't have friends. Well, I don't mind. I am used to this kind of life. There was a time when I had everything and I didn't appreciated it well enough. By the way I am only mean to assholes. I am nice to most people, right? I am not like that, honestly. But sometimes I really think that there is just something wrong with me and I am the reason of my unhapiness. I don't know. I guess I am just trying to protect myself from more pain. Or maybe I am just overthinking everythig as always. I don't know. I am so confused. Ok, maybe it would be better if I just stop thinking about this. Get these thoughts out of your head, Luxi!