Of course I was nervous.
Talking and being surrounded by so many humans, it's just a little too much for me. I don't know what it is with these two. I just met them and they've already wedged their way into my life.
Sure, I'm still mad my mom tricked me into coming to this place. But, if I didn't come here, if she didn't take me to this place, I wouldn't have gotten to meet Jared and Connor. Both of which, somehow make me feel wanted. They make me feel noticed, and even a little... loved.
People were too unpredictable. They could be clanging glasses with you to cussing you out in a rage fit. That's why I don't really like social interactions. My anxiety sparks up whenever I start talking to another person. My mind is always racing with questions. Are they talking to me? What should I say? What if I say something wrong? What if they get mad at me? What if I make them cry?
Those questions never passed through my thoughts when I was talking with those two boys. I felt almost normal. Like a normal person in a sea of normal people. A sea of normal people in an ocean of a normal world.
"Alright, I assume everyone has finished talking?" Danny asks, looking around at the groups of teens. Nobody said anything, probably to nervous to speak. Or that's just me.
It was as if crickets were singing their hearts out.
"...Okay, well anyways these will be the groups you'll stay in. Your task is to meet up with each member in your group more than three times each week. When you do meet up, it's like hanging out with your friends-"
"What friends?" Jared mutters. Connor snorts in laughter, Danny glances at us and Connor instantly covers his mouth. Jared grins and waves at Danny, and I just try to disappear into the bean bag.
"As I was saying, just hang out with them for the day or for a few hours, check up on them, see how their coping. But mostly, this is to make everyone feel and know that there's always someone.
"There will always be someone out there for you to reach out to. So, when any of you feel like you're life is going through hell, excuse my language, reach out to one of the members of you're group. That's it for today, this was an informational meeting I guess, but next Wednesday we'll start the excises. Bye everyone and thank you for coming!" Danny cheerfully says, grabbing a few pieces of paper then steps away from the podium.
I silently look back at the other two boys. Jared and Connor. Aren't we just a band of misfits?
"Well I don't think my mom knows that this ended early. Anyone drive here themselves?" Connor asks, looking at me and Jared.
"I-I can't drive." I mumble quietly.
Connor lifts up his eyebrows while Jared snorts, "You didn't take the test?"
I lightly shook my head. "Huh. I thought everyone got excited to be able to drive. Were you excited Connie boo?" Jared looks at Connor.
Connor shrugged, "I guess, I mean I usually vent my anger out while driving. Or to drive away from my house when things aren't good."
Jared nods and looks back at me, "Why didn't you take the test Evy?"
I sigh then grab the hood, pulling it further over my head. "Because my therapist told me driving is stressful and I don't need anymore stress in my life."
Connor bits his bottom lip and quickly looks away. Jared purses his lips, "Well, I'll make sure you get to drive a car. Oh and I drove here." Jared adds, grinning.
"Oh good, could you drive me home?" Connor looks at Jared.
He shrugged, "Eh why not? You need a ride too Evy?"
I looked down and started to play with the hem of my sweater. Should I let him drive me home? What if it goes horribly wrong? What if mom drives here to pick me up but- ... but I'm not here..?
Quickly I shake my head, clearing the thoughts. No, I can trust them. He will drive me straight home and I don't have to worry. Not at all.
Jared was staring at me with big hopeful eyes. Connor was twirling a stand of hair around his finger. I sighed.
"... Fine. But! You have to drive me straight home. Okay..?"
Jared's face lit up and he held out his hand. Cautiously, I take it and he pulled me up. Of course it ended with me so close to him. Jared grinned then winked.
Quickly stepping away I mumble, "Please tell me you're a good driver..?"
Jared looks at Connor then back at me, "I can drive."
~~~
He lied. When Jared said he could drive, he was only partly correct.
I was sitting in the back seat while Connor sat in the passenger's, that was a good choice on my part.
Connor was clutching onto the door next to him, his legs were pressed against the dashboard and he was glaring at Jared.
"You said you could drive! What the hell is this?!" Connor hisses.
Jared looked to him and grinned, "I can dri-" He gets cut off when the tire hits a curb. Jared blinks a few times and looks back at Connor, "I can drive."
I was sitting in the middle seat, somehow I managed to get all the seat belts around me. And it's a good thing too.
Jared slammed on the brakes, lurching both of us forward. Connor groaned in annoyance when his feet fell from the dashboard, but then was quickly replaced by his face. All the seat belts managed to keep me from hitting my face, but didn't keep me from yelping.
"Jared! You're going to k-kill us!"
Jared huffs, "Fucking ass face in front of me doesn't know how to drive."
"That's doesn't matter! You're going to kill us if you keep driving like that." Connor hisses, a small trickle of blood making its way down his chin.
Jared huffed again then pouted slightly. "Fine."
The rest of the car ride to my house was quiet. Jared only stared straightforward and barely made a mistake. Were we distracting him before?
It was an awkward silence. Well in my view it was. Everything is an awkward silence with me. I really hope they don't see it as an awkward silence.
Connor had found some napkins hidden somewhere and was holding them under his nose. That must've hurt.
"It's the house on the left, yeah that's it." I mumble quietly as Jared turns into my driveway.
He unlocks the door and I smile at him, "Thanks.. Jared."
"Yeah whatever." He mutters and slinks down his seat.
I unbuckle all the seat belts then open the door and hop out of the red truck. Quickly I walk up to the front door and pull out the key to the door.
I hear honking and suddenly spin around. Jared was grinning as he spammed the horn while Connor shouted at him to stop. I giggle at the two of them, then wave.
Jared smirks then waves back while Connor tries to strangle him. I roll my eyes then turn back to the door and unlock it, walking in.
~~~
~Fro
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