I Remember You (Editing)

Chapter Four: I Want Her

Walking through the doors of school had to be the hardest thing I've done this year, the anxiety built with every step, each inch closer felt like a mistake. Like a storm brewing, building up for the perfect oppprintiy to spread chaos. For a second, leaving crossed my mind, but the internal thought was demolished immediately.

I couldn't just skip class.

Well, technically, the most my mother would do is give me a stern talking to. I could easily skip but it's not worth the failing grades, and it's certainly not worth Nadia's wrath. As unpleasant as my sister could be, she is protective, like Cici. Both of them seemed to have this idea in their head, something that made them both over protective as hell. Though, Nadia entrusts the job of 'older sister' to Cici during school hours since she couldn't do it herself.

It was a peculiar feeling, an odd mix of nervous, fearful, and excited. I would get to see Hannah again, we had kissed... that had to have meant something, right? Kisses mean something, they are special, like sharing a piece of your soul with another person.

Although the positive thoughts were present, the fear counter them powerfully. I felt anxious, fidgety, I kept my eyes to the floor, exacting my steps to be a tile long in length. Then I counted each tile, calculating how many tiles it takes to get to my locker.

Math helped me relax usually, but it didn't seem to be enough this time.

Cici seemed to notice my uncomfortable state because she stood closer to me, almost protectively. "Ken, you look like you're about to faint. Do you need to go to the nurse?"

"No..." I croaked out quietly, shoving my hands in my hoodie pockets in hopes of hiding my fidgeting fingers. Losing count, I blinked, trying to regain mu sense of reality after being lost in my own world. Glancing up at my best friend out the corner of my eyes, I attempted a normal response.
"I-I j-just.... uh..." Trailing off, I shrugged, unsure of how to put my feelings into words.

Cici's gaze burned into me, I could feel it "Right. Mackenzie, I-"

"Mackenzie!"

My body went stiff as someone familiar shouted my name, I could feel Cici tensed just as I did and stand evem closer to me. It almost felt as mother protecting its young. I, however, locked up with nervousness. Butterflies erupted in my stomach as images of last night popped into my head.

I wonder if she remembered...she did consume a bit of alcohol; I could still taste it....and oh god nothing has ever tasted so good.

I thought we didn't like alcohol.

Shut up.

"Sorry. Me and Ken have to-"

"Are you coming to tonight's game?" Hannah asked upon arrival, completely cutting my best friend off from what she was going to say. I could practically feel the anger radiating off Cici but I chose not comment on it for the sake of being civil. Besides, my mouth seemed to be out of order at the moment, so I couldn't even if I wanted too.

I blinked, eyes shifting back to the ground shyly. I felt heat spread across my face, coating it in a light pink color from behind my scarf.

Is she asking me?

What game is she even talking about?

I don't care.

You've never been to a sporting event besides track in your life, and you were young when you did that!

Shut up.

The familiar but annoying feeling of butterflies erupted in my belly, and when I opened my mouth to try offer a reply. To my dismay, no words came out, so I was left a silent blushing mess. My hands relentlessly fidgeting in my hoodie pocket. It was embarrassing, but my nervous nature had gotten the best of my speech, so I had been reduced to a gaping idiot with less brain cells than a cucumber