The next few weeks I began to get into a routine. Everyday was pretty much the same. Logan and I would drive together to school, Harry and I would talk in English class. I grew more and more comfortable again, and he seemed to too. I didn't spent lunch in the little garden anymore, but also not at the 'cool kids' table'. Thank god for that. Logan and I would sit near the corner where there was a plant. Even though I stay at home every afternoon, I do like the company of plants. I think. After school Harry and I would sometimes go to his place and work at our assignment. I noticed that he had every little thing we had collected neatly placed on a shelf in his room, which I don't really know how to feel about. it somehow pleases me, that he still has kept it all, but somehow there's this feeling I can't put my finger on. It also turned out that the other student working at the bakery was Harry. We would sometimes have the same shift and then talk a bit. He even began joking around with me, but it doesn't look like he is honestly smiling or laughing. No, it isn't that he isn't honest. He just isn't truly isn't with it, or something.
It stays this way until one day Logan is sick and stays at home and I have to face school alone. I have given Logan quite a hard time becoming a friend, but we're pretty close now. I wouldn't have thought that making friends would be this easy. The morning passes as usual, just without Logan but that I don't mind much. It is when the bell rings for lunch, that it begins. I don't have any other friends besides Logan. Well, Harry, but that isn't quite a friendship, yet.
Not wanting to have to sit at a table alone I decide to go back to my hiding place. It's been too long since I've last went there. So I grab a tray, fill it with food and make my way through the cafeteria walking towards the garden. I'm almost at the door to exit the cafeteria when someone calls my name.
I turn around to find Harry sitting at Logan and I's now usual table winking at me. "Kate." I turn around and slowly walk towards him. "Harry." I say dumbfounded.
"Hi." He says scratching the back of his head. "You know I have already seen you today?" I grin at him. "I even sat next to you. I know I usually don't talk much and people don't notice me, bit you even talked to me this morning."
He holds his hands up. "I get it. 'Hi' was a bit not really fitting-ish."
"You're rambling. What's wrong?" I ask friendly, at least I hope it sounds friendly because that is what I was going for. To make sure he gets that it wasn't meant mean I sent a smile. Which doesn't really feel right and quickly let the corners of my mouth fall back down.
"I was uh, just wondering if you wanted to have lunch with me. I see you and Logan having lunch everyday overhere and I noticed him being absent today so I thought I would maybe be nice and have lunch with you here, but now I notice how egoistic I thought. Who said that you wanted my company? Who said that my company would make the absence of Logan better? Ugh, Kate I'm sorry. I'll let you just go have lunch in the garden where you used to--" He stops midsence. "I'll let you just go have lunch wherever you wanted to go." He corrects himself.
Did he just. "Did you--" I stop talking thinking that I must've misunderstood him. "Nevermind. I wouldn't mind having lunch with you. Thank you. And yes, that were some egoistic thoughts." I joke and his face drops. "But you were completely right. Thinking that I'd like some company, I mean."
As I say that he looks relieved. "All right then." He says smiling, but it still doesn't reach his eyes. I push that thought at the back of my mind a I push my tray on the table sitting next to him.
"Are you free this afternoon? I got an idea for our assignment. Maybe we could work on it?" I say after gathering my courage. It is easier to talk to him, but 'asking people out' is still hard. It's actually only asking Harry out, because I have not much problems with asking Logan doing anything with me and I dont really talk to other people so there's that.
