ethan dolan
"have you been friends with amora for a long time?" i asked as i pulled into sofia's front yard.
"we have some classes together. why?" she asked and faced me, one eyebrow lifted. probably from amusement or genuinely not knowing.
"i don't know, i just haven't seen you hanging around with her or mentioning her. like ever." i shut the engine and faced her. she was biting her lip.
"she's a new friend. why are you so interested in her suddenly?" she spat out, like venom striking from a snake's mouth staright into it's pray's veins.
"can't i be curious?" i raised my arms in defeat and exited the vehicle. sofia exited the car as well and walked up to me.
"see you tomorrow?" sofia asked and smiled softly. i nodded and hugged her before entering the car again. this was a stupid thing sofia made me do every time i would drive her home; get out of the car and kiss her before driving back home.
i mean usually we would kiss, or go back to her room, but this time it didn't feel right.
i didn't want to. something was stopping me.
i sighed and started the engine again.
and drove away.
the drive home was filled with questions buzzing my mind and the possible answers to those questions.
but it seemed like the only important question scooting in my mind was
why didn't i get her number?
at home i kicked the shoes off my feet and threw my backpack on the floor. i ran to the empty, stale living room and jumped on the couch, put the tv on and browsed through many channels to find something watch-worthy.
after watching a couple of episodes from a new show, i heard the door open and briefly closing after it.
"gray?" i yelled, not lifting my gaze from the show.
"what's up?" he yelled back, kicking his shoes off and sighing deeply. he dropped to the couch, next to my legs and threw his feet on the coffee table.
"rough day?" i asked and lowered the volume on the tv. grayson chuckled.
"yeah. you?"
"the usual i guess." i answered before thinking. of course today wasn't the usual.
"sofia did introduce me to this girl i've never met before though." i added quickly.
grayson snapped his tongue and laughed.
"well, casanova, who was she?" he asked teasingly and faced me. i rolled my eyes and shook my head, half laughing.
"amora."
"amora?"
"yeah."
"that was all? the amora that's in the same biology class as me?" he laughed in disbelief and threw his head back a little. i closed the tv and rolled around so i could see him properly.
"i didn't know that. what's she like?"
"slow down e, don't you have a girlfriend?" he asked and raised his eyebrows in amusement. he was enjoying this way too much.
"i do, but can't i be curious? plus, we haven't been doing great these past couple of weeks." i huffed and rolled my eyes. there's no denying the truth: i was very attracted to this amora on some level and even gray could see it.
"she's sweet to the people who deserve her time. like one time she punched this guy straight to the jaw after he smacked her ass and called her babe. he couldn't even come to school for two weeks after that." he laughed.
"wait, that was her?" i asked in disbelief while gray was still laughing.
"yep. she's a fucking legend bro. gotta love her for that." gray said and rolled off the couch, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
how am i going to get myself out of this mess i created in my mind?
