Sugar Plum [BoyxBoy]

Sugar Plum [5]

I had regretfully accepted the flyers after her face had contorted to that of desperation making it impossible for me to decline. Damn manners.

Sighing, I put up the last of the sheets on the walls of one of the buildings before beginning to walk to the further side of the school to catch up on my free period. 

Because I didn't feel like associating myself with anyone today, I plugged in my headsets and played a tune before taking a crumpled sheet of the flyer from my bag. I don't know why I had kept it; perhaps just wanting to look over it properly.

The idea had sparked somewhere around the same time last year and people were overly enthusiastic and thrilled for an event of sort. I was not one of them.

The whole idea of dance seemed ridiculous mainly because I couldn't dance and the fact that these things required a plus one. Now that, was a huge issue. 

I wasn't good at asking people to accompany me to things like this because it would give them the wrong idea. I didn't want anything to do with relationships.

Not now anyway. But even if I did, there wasn't anyone here who I saw myself with. Perhaps that because I have never really thought about it. And I wasn't going to start now.

I came to a bench at the top of a small mound that sat under the shade of a young tree. The canopy wasn't as large as the other older ones around, but it was sufficient.

There wasn't much sunlight to shield from either. I placed my bag under my head as I examined the sheet. A plus one was required, obviously. 

Dressing fancy, I was prepared for that. A few other things that just kept convincing me how this was a bad idea. Apparently, this dance was compulsory for every student unless they had a valid reason to say otherwise.

I could already see the bubbling ecstatic state of the girls here as they gushed on who would or they would ask.

I was about to shut my eyes after I had stowed the paper in my pocket when I noticed a familiar streak of color disappear around a corner.

It was along a path that led further away from the main campus grounds and closer to the abandoned building. The thought of neglecting the observation had crossed my mind before it had vanished when I realized what it could mean.

I sprung to my feet, grabbed my backpack and sprinted down the hill and in the direction where I had seen the color.

My heart pounded thunderously in my eardrums as scenarios flashed into my head. There was no other way of explaining it. No one just willing went to the other side of the property just to hang out.

In all honesty, I was positive that Frau wasn't very noticed enough to have a friend. I may be wrong, and I hoped to god I was. I was internally praying that I had gone over my head on his situation just so I would know that he was ok.

My glasses bounced on my bridge annoying me as I ran so I had to yank them from my face and tossed them into the other vacant pocket. 

They were just for reading; I didn't need them anyway. They were really big too. I panted slightly as I picked up the pace and closed the distance between me and where I presumed Frau had gone.

Subtle grouped voices had me slowing down and my heart the exact opposite. I came to a stop and hid behind a tree bark that was close to the wall. From here I could see the old building that I had seen when I moved dorms.

It seemed duller and more intimidating now that the sky had darkened with clouds. In one of the windows, I could swear I saw some movement, like someone was standing there, but brushed it off because there were much more important things that chasing make believe.