Until the End

Chapter 3

Right after I put an end to the call with Lisa, my phone rings again. To my big surprise, it's John. Why does he call me back after all this time of ignoring us ? What should I tell him ? I hang on, I don't have the time to say anything because he asks arhsly:
" What do you want Michael? I think for a second about what I could say then answer:
- Why are you avoiding us ? Me ? What did we do?
- You did nothing wrong. I just don't feel comfortable around all of you, I mean, I don't have my place in your group of friends...
- But we've been nice to you, you're welcome with us... Does there is anything else ?
-... No... Don't worry about me. I'm fine. I gotta go, bye." I don't even have the time to answer, he's already hang off... I suddenly feel hurt, as if I just took a knife in the stomach. Why do I feel this way? I don't even know him! I shouldn't care so much about that, if he doesn't want to be with us, so be it. But a part of me wants him to stay with us, to know him... I should do my homework...

I called Chloe to explain her what he told me, she said it was okay for her but he perhaps needed time to get use to his new school and all that... I don't know what to think about that... We'll see each other at school anyway.

The Next Day

I was going to my math class, I had it with John. I sit next to him and smile, he kind of smirks back but don't say a word. I discreetly ask him:
"Even if you don't want to be in my group, can we still be friends ?
- Michael would you please listen to the lesson?!" I nod to the teacher and bit my lip in anger, I didn't get any answer because of that stupid old count. John doesn't say anything for the rest of the hour. I think I get the answer: no.

At the break, I join the group, trying to hide my sadness, I don't even know why I feel this way... As I take my phone and my headphones from my pocket, a paper falls down. I take it, something was written: yes. I smile, I know who it's from.

After the lunch break, I have English, I also have this class with John. I smile to him, he smiles back. We don't say anything, it was a comfortable silence. No one of us was listening to the lesson, it was boring as hell.

On my way back home, I feel I was better than this morning, probably because of John. At a crossroads, I spot someone who looks like him, what would he do here ? He probably doesn't live in this part of the city... I think I'm becoming crazy... The guy who looks like John starts walking towards me, as he comes closer, I had no doubt, it was him. What's he doing here ?
He seems surprised as well, he smiles shyly and says:
" Hi, what-what are you doing here ?
- Hey, hum I live in that house... I say pointing my house that was few meters away.
- Oh really? I live in house almost next to yours !
- Wow... I say smiling.
- Yeah... He says
- Hum do you want to come with me at home? So we can get to know each other.
- Hum... Yeah, of course. He answers embarrassed. I smile and head towards my home, he smiles back and follows me.