NOW YOU SEE ME.

Chapter 13.

Nothing seems better than today, being under nice cool weather and having a nice book in hand, to keep me entertained. I'm seated under the same tree that I've sat at, for all these years and just like the last time being here, I feel relaxed and feel like nothing can mess up my mood.

I'm all done with my activity and now have nothing better to do but let thoughts of Connor to invade my mind. It's hard not to miss him, even after days have passed, I miss our friendship and just having someone in my corner.

Well I may feel all these emotions and fight with my decision of whether to let him back into my life or not, whilst still here at the center. I know that I should do as Vicky had advised and do all I can to actually leave, but leaving seems like my last priority when I think about Connor and our little friendship.

Thinking about what I want at the moment, I think back to a time when I'd had those book moments which I've always wanted to happen to me, oh you know that cute moment where the hot football star, during half time , he calls out for that special girl and he declares his love for her in front of everyone and they kiss and it rains, then afterwards, his team wins.

Cliche, I know.

A content sigh escapes me then.

Hey, I can't help that I'm such a hopeless romantic and that though I might not like attention, but I am such a believer in true love for people.

" You should do that more often." I see Connor standing just a few feet from me and surely, heat creeps up onto my cheeks.

I look down so he doesn't see.

I hear him close the distance and then he sits next to me. I feel his eyes on me and when I take a glance at him, sure enough he is looking at me.

" You look nice." He suddenly says.

Him saying that makes me to give myself a look over, I try to find this something which made him to say those words, but I don't find it.

All I see is me wearing long jean dungarees with a white tee underneath and some sneakers, and of course have my hair as it has always been.

" You're not very big on compliments, are you?" He asks.

" I just don't see what's there to compliment." I admit with a shrug.

" Well, if you were to borrow my eyes for just a minute, you'd definitely see what I see." He says.

" I guess that's why we have different eyes then, so we see differently." I point out.

We remain looking at one another.

" Well, I'd like us to see common things, concerning you." He says.

" That might be a challenge." I say, standing up.

" How come?"

" I'm not the type of person to be easily convinced of such issues." I say truthfully.

" Why do I feel like you make yourself out to be such an obsticle?"

" Maybe I am or maybe not, don't sweat over me. Life is way too precious for that." I state.

Before I can walk off, he touches my wrist and I'm easily pulled back down to my place again.

" I want my partner of crime back." Before I can say anything, he continues, " and not only that, I want us to be friends."

" It's not possible." I protest.

" Why not?"

" Because nothing solid ever comes out, with involving me in your life, that's why I'm saving you."

" I don't need saving."

" Then take it as a warning." I press.

"Okay, done, now can we go back to the part where I want us to be friends?"

" I thought we were on that."

" Well yeah, until you sidetracked me."

" I did not." I argue.

" You did too." He argues back.

" Did not."

" Did too." I can't help the small smile that makes its way onto my face. Again I look away, so he doesn't take notice.

" Why are you doing this?" I ask.

" What?"

"This." I gesture between us. " Pressing onto this and wanting us to be friends, when you could be focusing on you?" I ask, wanting an honest answer.

"Because we both don't like titanic." He imitates a girls voice and pushes some non existent hair over his shoulder, which brings out a small laugh from me.

It is such a weird but funny sight to witness.

" Stop playing and answer." I say, still pressing on the issue.

" It's because of that." He points to me.

" What?" I ask confused.

" That smile, I want to make you smile."

" It's not your duty." I state.

" I know, but I'll take it upon me anyway." He says.

I keep quiet and just stare at him for a bit, until he speaks up again. " Oh come on, I need someone to vent to."

" Ah, I feel so used." I pretend to be shocked, dramatically placing a hand on my chest.

He chuckles at that.

"Oh, she has a lighter side to her." He teases me.

" Hey, I'm so not stone cold." I frown at him.

" More like the ice queen." He playfully scoffs and I mock disappointment.

" Just playing with you, okay, back to the matter at hand here, so can we be friends?" He asks again.

Before I can answer, I hear someone calling me, when we both look at the direction of the voice. I see my mom talking to the phone with both Vicky and Dr Anthon, who glances our way.

I rise up to my feet .

" I should go, my mom's here." I tell him.

" You never answered me."

I roll my eyes at him and say, " Mac and cheese or Chinese?"

" Is that suppose to be a trick question?" His eyes hold humour.

" I want to know what I'm getting myself into." I shrug.

" Mac and cheese," he says .

"Okay."

"Okay, did I pass?"

" We can be friends." I say, walking away.

When I steal a glance behind me, right there, I'm presented with the biggest grin that anyone has ever given me, which makes me smile too.

' A friendship, huh.' that's all I wonder.

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Yay, they are friends again.🎉🎉🎉