The Most Predictable Love Story

Chapter 28 - Which one is the bloody love interest?

New environments are the strangest thing.

You could've been the class clown, the one who's made countless friends, or someone who was the most loyal to one, but as soon as you're thrown into a new surrounding, you'd have to completely start over.

You could be the same as who you were before, blending right in, or you could be a totally different someone, it's scary to think that if you've been thrown into a different and new environment just a few miles, a few feet away, you could be an entirely different person in the shortest amount of time without you even realizing so.

I've looked straight at that change firsthand. It wasn't pretty.

First impressions probably play the biggest part in everything. I hoped to God i didn't just make a huge mistake in my life. But, seeing the fact that I've already made 4 friends so far made me a not just happy, but a little suspicious.

Suspicious as in how the hell did i do that? It's as if I haven't made any effort, they just came to me. Literally. I did nothing. Even had a breakdown already while doing nothing.

Introducing myself in front of the class was as awkward as i expected, and the worst part was that my eyes wouldn't meet the faces of said new friends, they just shifted towards the boy on the other side of the room,

Unfortunately, our eyes met.

He smiled at me, despite everything.
And then i have no idea how to feel.

I know the exact look in his eyes, he was studying me. And I immediately knew the fact that he doesn't remember who i am.

I don't know what i was hoping for. Maybe it was good that he doesn't remember me? But i know that deep down,

I wanted him to remember. I wanted him to remember, at least for me.

Physically, sure. People has mentioned that i was different from my old self. My face looked different now with the frames i have, my hair long and thick enough to cover half of my body. But i reckoned i don't look that different.

Thinking of the three kids that has affected me so much of my childhood, my thoughts drifted to my old escape, sewing and knitting. I loved how i can make anything i want and my thoughts and ideas i'd eventually hold in my hands. It's been years since the last time I've tried to make something again. Though my hands itches for it.

When the students learned the fact that they're not going to be doing much for the next 7 hours, they've formed groups and started to talk. Dom and Polly are now ushering together, their tables against each other's. September and I moved a bit to give them some space.

"I miss my Nintendo DS" September said, out of the blue and snapping me out of my thoughts, which i was grateful for.

I almost smile, thinking about how i now have him for random conversation starters.

"What?" I huffed a laugh, "weird start, but, i actually still have mine. My sister broke the screen years ago, though"

"You still have it?" I nodded, his eyes widened, "Can i come over sometimes? I need my cooking mama" I shook my head in amusement, "you're making me want to go home and play with it"

His eyebrows raised, "that's what she said", i paused, a laugh choking in my throat. "Oh my god" he simply looked proud of himself.

It took us a while to continue on our conversation, "You're very bold for making that joke, we just met"

And i wasn't expecting to want to laugh this much around someone i just met

"Do what you're always afraid to do, it's what i live by" He said, his face still smug. I scoffed, "Damn, who raised you"

"My three sisters" he said, nodding. My eyes widened at the thought, "how is that?" I asked, September chuckled. "It's really fun. They're all older than me, and i know a lot more about girl stuff than i should"

"Oh, really? Like what?" He raised his eyebrows at this, thinking for a second. "The sound of your voice changes during your period"

"Oh, really?" She deepened her voice, he chuckled. "female reproductive hormones actually impact your vocal chords, altering your voice. It's like living with 6 different women sometimes" "I need to meet them"

"You should! October would love you" He was grinning wide now, but my mouth was open in disbelief.

"October? Are you- kidding me right now? Are your parents okay?" I hissed. He couldn't hold it anymore and laughed, "They're perfectly fine, and I'm just messing with you. I'm the only one with a ridiculous name"

"Oh my god" i sighed. "Their names are the most ordinary names, ever. Sierra, Sage and Summer"

"Do they not know what there are a lot of boy names starting with S? Sean? Seth? Or, here's a wild idea, Sebastian?" He was getting giddier he could barely contain his laughter. "It's the month when they had their first date, got engaged, and got married, and when they knew they were pregnant with a son, which they've been dying for, it was right on Harvest moon, aka, the September full moon. so i guess they just didn't want to miss the chance"

"That's cool, i guess, but that doesn't earn you the rights to make your child suffer for the rest of his life" i murmured, earning another laugh from Seb.

"Also, that makes you a premature baby? September to April is only 7 months away" he nods, "I was too eager to see the world" he looked up, pausing, "Kind of regretting that choice now"

He told me about how his sisters has always wanted a little brother, begging his parents everyday to get one. And when he was born, they all immediately regretted their wish because he was the 'loudest baby in the neighbourhood'. He would cry for the entirety of his first year on earth, "probably because you realised that your name is September" i chimed in at that, and he had to stop because he was laughing so hard.

He had his eyes completely closed, his grin taking most of his face.

I took back any thought i had about how noone can compete with Dominic.

Soon enough, September somehow managed to convince me to show him my photo gallery on my phone, "it's the fastest way to get to know someone" he prompted. He seemed confused by what he's seeing afterwards.

"Why is there so much pictures of sandwiches?" He pointed to one, each slice with a smiley face on it.

"I only take interesting pictures" i said in defense. Not believing me, we proceeded to go on my instagram.

"Your instagram doesn't even look like your instagram! There's literally no pictures of you" he said, scrolling through his phone. He showed me the screen and i shrugged.

We spent our free time to good use, September would point at every literal post on my instagram feed and ask who they are or what i was doing until they reached my first post, "I don't see it" he said, squinting his eyes as i was convincing him the fireworks was in the shape of a banana as i captured it.

We didn't even realise the period before break has ended and only noticed when people started sprinting out of class. Dominic and Polly seemed to be on the same page as us both, and the four of us walked together to the cafeteria, already laughing together as if we've known each other for years, well; the three of them has. But i strangely felt like i belong, as if i was lost by my own and finally found my way to them

I haven't thought about Konnor ever since he smiled at me

If I've just made a huge mistake in my life, so far it seems like a pretty damn good one.