Making my way to chemistry the only thing in my thought was that Luke kid and how to face him. I just dragged him to a party of unknown people for him, counting myself. That really was kind of a bitch move.
The classroom was almost empty, except for that weird goth kid that seemed like an outcast even for a goth kid. Who’s even a goth anymore?
Taking my seat in the middle of the classroom I started to get mentally ready for the next hour. Of course, that would have been much easier without the goth approaching me and trying to make conversation. Maybe the eye contact when I got in the classroom was a bad idea.
Trying to follow his game I tried to be friendly without actually inviting him to be my friend.
“So, Zelda, we’re gonna watch some movies at a friend’s house, you up to?” His monotone was getting on my nerve and not sending him to the hell he would love so much to go was becoming impossible. Ireally didn’t care about his weird party.
“Dunno, maybe,” Trying hard to match his this-world-is-not-worth-it way of speaking, “if the world isn’t sucking too much that day,” Too much? Maybe too much.
“Okay. See you around,” Was his goodbye, leaving me releasing a breath right when Luke took his seat next to me. Great timing, I guess.
He started unpacking his things without looking at me, making me feel awkward. I really didn’t know how to approach him, I didn’t know him enough to know if he preferred openly nice girls or those weird rude but likable kind. I’m none of those.
I watched him fix his thing in the desk, waiting for any kind of signal for me to talk. He was wearing black jeans and a band shirt, making me curious about him but I made myself forget about it.
“Hi, Luke,” I tried, finally making him look at me, meeting my grey eyes with his blue ones. He didn’t look angry, that was good.
“Hey, Zelda,” He started but before I could say anything he added, “or should I say girl-that-I-hardly-know-but-still-got-me-stuck-tonight?”
Ok, maybe he was a tad angry.
“Ok, I’m sorry, yeah?” I smiled, trying with my nice girl mode, “we needed a ride, you have a ride and what better way to meet people than a party?”
I could see him getting uncomfortable with the idea of the party and I didn’t get it. He looked like a fairly popular guy, he must have gone to a good amount of parties before.
“Y-yeah, parties are cool, duh,” He shifted in this chair. He definitely was trying too hard, it was obvious, “But I could have had other plans, you know?”
“You always could have say no,” Bad safe, bro, “Do you have problems with parties or something?”
“M-m-me?” He stuttered hard but before any of us could say anything else, the teacher started the lesson, but I still got a glance of his cheeks blushing.
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Traditionally, in the case of not having a fixed group of friends for lunch the poor poor loner girl would eat her lunch in the library, hiding behind book, or the bathroom, crying because the stalls smell like shit.
Fortunately, I’m not a poor poor loner girl. Even though I really don’t have friends to eat lunch with.
I couldn’t eat alone because I automatically would be a poor poor loner girl, neither eat with a group because that would fix me in that group and they expect me to be their friends and the jazz. My solution was simple: I’d go to my house, eat fast and sneak in before the bell rang. Done that before, never got caught.
Oh but today had to be the day.
“Ms. Meeley! Stop there!” I was halfway out of the school before nobody but the Principal Addams caught me. Turning around I faced him. “Where do you think you’re going during school hours?”
“Oh, Mr. Addams, everything oK?” I said, buying some time to get an excuse, “I was just… going… to, um, check on my… cat, yeh.”
Fly with the lie, Zelda, fly with the lie. “I don’t think so. You’ll have to do it when school ends” Mission failed. Still with a severe tone, he added, “Now go back to the school and I don’t want to catch you around the halls.”
I only got to open my mouth before Mr. Addams almost pushed me into the school and turned away. Let’s just say that wasn’t my smoothes escape in my years of high school. My only option left was to walk into the cafeteria and find a casual group to eat with and then run. It sounded exhausting.
Making my way to the line for food I pondered my options: I did know almost everyone there, I could just find a half empty table, be nice and sweet and get the seat, right? Right?
Just when I decided to try luck with a girl from one if my classes, my eyes caught an basically empty table at a corner. There was only one person sitting in it and I took my chance.
“Hey, there,” I tried, making Luke look up from his phone, with his tray sitting in front of him, “Someone needs to teach you how to order here.”
Sheepishly looking at his tray, he just shrugged his shoulders and kept avoiding my eyes. I sighed.
“Look… Luke, I’m actually sorry that I dragged you into tonight’s thing,” I was being sincere, actually saying what I felt after what it felt like an eternity of hiding who I was. He finally looked at me and I held his blue eyes, “but you really don’t have to worry about anything and even if you are too uncomfortable with the party you can just ditch. I won’t say anything.”
Luke closed his eyes, ruffling his hair with his hand before putting his beanie in place again, he sighed before opening them. “I’m being a bitch about this, am I? It’s okay, Zelda, I don’t really know why I was upset in first place.”
“Yes, you were,” I smirked, making him smile too, showing his right dimple. Such a cute smile. “So, we okay?”
“Yeah, fine.” He laughed before taking a spoon full of the supposed food in his tray, almost spiting it out when it got into his mouth, “So… about how to order food here…”
And we laughed. I laughed a real laugh and it felt as fresh as a cool breeze in a hot day and as warm as a blanket during winter. I had missed that so much.
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Am I sorry? Yes, yes I am.
Buuutttt I did have this chapter ready yesterday before my internet went batshit craycray. k? k
Let's pray for another (and i'm hoping better) update for the weekend, yeah?
In other news i'm reading age of ultron and omg black pantehr whyYyYyY
Sorry, again, peeps.
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