8. Call Me Maybe

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Author's Note:

Sorry for haven't been uploading for a while... But it's kind of midnight over here now so you guys should be happy... Anyway... Hope U enjoy this chapter. Have fun.

Dedicated to purplepenny for helping me out with the song titles for the chapter names :D

Love

Mattie

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The hours passed. They got more, grew into days. Even those went by even though I hadn’t believed it at first. I had thought that I and Derek would be working in painful silence, but even at that point I had been wrong. I had probably forgotten that Derek didn’t remember the night in Los Angeles, so for him the silence didn’t have to be embarrassing. For me, however, it was much worse when we ran out of conversation topics. Each time it happened, my thoughts flew off to the bench in Los Angeles and whenever Derek asked what I thought bout I blushed like crazy. But I actually managed to keep control of my emotions so much that things worked out pretty well, although I would have stopped in a little kisses here and there.

I and Derek actually became really good friends...? Friends, buddies, pals ... Call it what you want. When we weren’t working concentrated in silence we joked and laughed a lot. After one week with sessions I and Derek had finished both the English and Social Studies and were really pleased with both projects. I had even survived three PE lessons, even though Derek now had the same class as I. As we were playing baseball on Wednesday afternoon he showed how to keep my hands to get a good swing – in front of the whole class.

Probably I should have been ashamed that I couldn’t even get off a baseball without help, but Derek's hands felt so warm against mine when he twisted my grip on the baseball wood felt so good that I forgot about everyone else. In my defense I’d also like to say that Kevin has inherited all what sportsmanship is called and I nothing at all. Therefore, I have been a zero on all PE lessons trough my whole lift. The only thing I was reasonably good at was badminton.

Even though my heart was pounding so hard I thought that Mrs. Polley, who was locked in her office, was going to hear and the blood was rushing through my veins during that class, Derek didn’t seem to feel anything at all, to my great disappointment. After I thought about it, he hadn’t said anything at all during the three weeks I went to Hill West High which could be related to Los Angeles. Which could be related to me ... The only reason I knew what had happened and what he should remember where that article in the Detroit High Sports and ... personal experiences. That thought made me quite depressed – I shouldn’t know what had happened.

Derek went on to act in the same way as usual. I was so desperate on Friday that I started saying things like "People have said that it’s quite obvious when I'm drunk" and "at that little coffee shop on Hollywood Boulevard," but Derek didn’t seem to understand the hint. Somehow, Zoe and Jonas managed to get into a discussion of travels and if they often got drunk on trips. Derek and I had hung in the discussion and when I mentioned the notion that it is clearly visible when I'm drunk all three had stared at me.

"Have you been drunk?" Jonas said, wide-eyed as if he didn’t believe me and gave Derek a look I didn’t understand.

"Yes ... When I went with my friends on a trip last year. It was ... fun. "

On Monday morning I was ready for another week in Derek's company. During the weekend, I managed to let off steam to me so much that I wouldn’t throw out any stupid comments to get Derek's memory back. At least not before Thursday. I was really excited for the week because we’d agreed that we would start with the math project – my  absolute favorite subject. According to Miss Young the math was one of the largest projects and it was about a month until graduation. Therefore, she told us that it was best to take home as much math as possible, because we probably wouldn’t make it clear during school. With this in mind, I had and Derek decided that we would meet at the library after school to catch a little math.

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