And Then There Were

Chapter 2: Train

It's been four hours since the drive to the train station began and after being  stuck with dad in a confined space with his overbearing comments and warnings, we finally reach our destination. Thank God it's over. He didn't even bother to turn on the radio the whole ride here. I think I've suffered enough. 

I look back to see him reverse as he proceeds to drive off, all the while waving a hand through the window he left down the entire ride, knowing that this is the coldest time of the year.

I spot Matthias immediately, his height being an advantage at this point, and a few girls from school buzzing around him and giggling like they had laughing gas as their substitute for a morning drink, and Matty being Matty revels in the attention he receives from their hungry eyes.

The twinkle in his hazel brown eyes is present as he stares at every single one of them like it's Christmas and his parents just got him the toy he'd been dying for for the longest time, chatting them up and probably giving them some of his best lines.

Glad to see his player ways have not changed. Not even a little bit.

It has been a significant period of time since I last saw my best friend, except for the brief number of days we spent together during the break, but his skin is glowing, his dirty blond hair a bit of a nest. It looks better than anyone else's though, how? Only God knows, and it still manages to have the look of being brushed by air as it sits in a long and messy wave.

He needs a haircut.

Matthias  towers over all the people around him, guy's included, him being one of the tallest people I know, his legs longer than any tree you'll ever come across. He always finds a way to use that against me, I can't even stress how tiring it gets being his chin rest every time we're around each other.

And somehow, he also ended up with extremely good looks, as if he wasn't already too much too handle, and because of this, he tends to see himself as some sort of mini god. You think I'd be used to his gigantic ego after being friends for so long but at this point, I'm done trying to lecture him on humility.

All that aside, I still love him with my entire heart, even when he annoys me, gets me into trouble, and ropes me into his schemes. Yeah why am i still talking to him?

I also have my bad days and i know he loves me too, even when I bore him or get in the way of his wild tendencies which, if you think about it, is a good thing.

I walk up to the little crowd that has been formed around my best friend timidly, deciding to wait behind them until he or the girls notice me. I've never been to keen on the idea of being with a lot of people or having them around me but somehow, I managed to pull through and find friends who were genuinely interested in me and trying to make plans with me, though there were some days.. okay a lot of days were I would ignore them; my mind telling me that I wasn't the right fit for them and they need room for better people in their lives.

If none of these things had happened, i would probably be seen as the loner who also has a candy problem which is heading towards the lines of obsession.

Social anxiety is awful.

"Oh! Bebe" Matthias shouts the nickname that managed to grow on me through our many years of being together in a delighted manner, pushing through the girls in front of him who are now giving me death stares as they spot the girl, moi, who he starts to approach hurriedly, muttering to themselves and going to sit on the bench on the side of the station until the train arrives.

He pulls me in for a tight hug, picking me up and spinning me around in the process. "Oh my God! Put me down" I scream frantically until he finally let's go. "Nice to see you too Adriana. Missed you" He draws out dryly with a playful eyeroll.