Is it love: Peter Bartholy

Chapter 24 part 1

Zeva Pov

The sun is barely shining through the clouds as I walk the school campgrounds with a purpose. Today I'm going to have to talk things over with Sarah. She should know more about my feelings for Peter. I head to the cafeteria and while I'm at it, buy my favorite drink. Looking at the beverages available it's either coffee or tea. Personally I love tea. the aromas are rich and flavorful, it's such a revitalizing drink but with slightly colder temperature I take coffee.

I watch with a small smile as the guy behind the table pours the delicious black liquid. I love the taste of coffee. there is just something about its bitterness, its smell. Simply put I couldn't get by without it on these colder mornings! Clasping my hot drink with both hands, I take a seat, alone at a table. Looking around I can see that Sarah is not here yet. Slowly picking up my phone, I decided to send her a text.

-Hi Sarah! I'm in the cafeteria, wanna meet up?-

I put the phone down, and slowly start to sip at my coffee. I wait a while before looking down at my phone. No answer. letting my finger glide at the rip of the paper cup while I chew nervously on my lip.

I'm really afraid of losing her as a friend. after all, she has so many other possibilities, why would she stay with me? I mean, I work in the family that she hates, we never agree on anything, and I cause her problems... Sometimes I think I don't deserve her... I know I'm worried about seeing Sarah again. I know I have to tell her that I have feelings for Peter, and I know for sure she is not going to take those news very well. Closing my eyes I take a deep breath and try and try to pep myself up from such dangerous thoughts. I must stop putting myself down. Comon, Zeva, you're a fighter, you can convince her that even if you have feelings for Peter, you want to keep her as a friend! You can do this!

Opening my eyes again, I see her walk through the doors before me. As usual, she is radiant and looks serene and self confident. She sees me, and gives a big smile before approaching.

Sarah - "Hi Zeva, how are you?"

"Good and you?"

I swallow the last of my coffee. These somewhat futile exchanges always make me feel uncomfortable. Sarah thankfully doesn't seem as effective as she gently sits down next to me.

Sarah - "You wanted to tell me something?"

I look into Sarah's hazel eyes, seeing innocent curiosity. I would prefer to be straight forward. But I doubt she would accept what I have to tell her. Especially after our ups and downs concerning me living with the Bartholys. She's my friend and if I want to be able to talk to her about them then I would need to sweet talk her. Putting on a small smile I swallow my nerves and open my mouth.

"You're my only friend here, Sarah, and I wanted you to know how much I care about you."

The smile on her face broadens and her cheeks turn a redder shade of pink. I swallow the lump forming in my throat. Tearing into the empty cup as I continue.

"That's why I want to be able to tell you everything, especially when it comes down to affairs of the heart..."

Sarah's blush quickly dissipates into a scowl.

Sarah - "You're going to talk about Peter, right?"

She said Peter's name with such disdain that I'm dumbfounded. I look back at my half torn cup, slightly regretting my choice, but what's so wrong with him in the end?

"Yes, I wanted to talk to you about Peter. I really like him, and I don't understand why you hate him so much..."

Sarah - "You know why!"