Never Again

Chapter 11: Sorry

Chapter 11. Sorry

It's been a month since I've agreed on that 'fake relationship' with Zach. I must say it's nice. I have never been pranked again with Zach, and that's a good thing for me. Plus, it's like walking in memory lane. I got to see him as often as before. We usually have more time for each other and I've missed this.

The day that we've agreed on this relationship, he pick me up from home and we both make our way to the school. The day when he announces to the whole school -- that I'm his girlfriend. I've received a lot of death glares every time I'm with Zach. Still don't get used to it but I'm getting to it. I've been going to Zach's house ever since that deal. The kiss never happens again, not that I like it to happen again but yet again I don't. And his mother always keep teasing me whenever we got some alone time. I miss everything.

"Well, someone's in a good mood" Sam commented. We sat at our usual table where we are far from the 'popular ones'. You know, because we're not that popular.

"Who?" I asked Sam. Still taking a bite of my sandwich. It was already lunchtime and I'd been craving a sandwich since this morning.

"You of course" she replied with a mocking smile on her face. I never told Sam about the deal and my mother didn't know this too. It's funny how Sam freak out when she knew that I and Zach are in a relationship, it's like all her prayers were heard. Unfortunately, Mom went on a business trip together with my father and brother not sharing the same happiness with Sam. So, therefore, I'm left with Nana Julie, and Sam at the house which isn't new to me.

"Do I really look that happy, Sam? Are you stalking me?" I joke just to get off this topic. She just laughs and starts eating his food. Good! We're clear.

"So, are you going to attend the prom this year?" Sam asked still stuffing her food in his mouth. I laugh at her silliness. She's really the best friend I long to have.

"I don't know. Maybe?" I replied. I have never gone out to every prom from seventh grade up until now. I never got used to socializing with others, who clearly don't want my appearance.

"C'mon Steicy. It's our last year in senior year, at least attend this year" convincing me with her eyes. I don't feel like attending this kind of party. I just gave her a nod which put her smile.

This school year prom is always held before the last semester exam and before the school year-end. So I still got 6 months to convince Sam that I'm not going.

"Hey" was called by someone near us. I didn't turn my back on who was talking maybe his talking to someone and not us. But when I look at Sam, she was staring at the person at my back and I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turn to see who it is and I saw Zach with his smile plastered on his face

"Hey" I replied. I look at him with a questioned look, asking what he is doing but instead of an answer, he started to seat right beside me together with his friend, Kyle.

"Eat Icy. I know I'm handsome but I'm going to melt if you keep on staring at me" he whispered. Okay, he's too cocky. I rolled my eyes and finish my food. I didn't notice that everyone is staring at us. To see someone seat at our table and to their surprise it's Zach. Well, his 'boyfriend' might as well prove to them that it is real.

"Where do you plan to go on this break?" Kyle asked us. I and Sam look at each other, pointing at each other using our eyes on who to answer his question.

"Probably they'll go abroad, like before or they'll just be at home watching movies" Zach answered his question which leave us looking at him.

"What? Am I right?" I just gave him a nod and lowered my head. Is it that predictable?

"Okay. Do you want to join us?" Now this time, Zach and Kyle look at each other. Zach clearly doesn't like the idea.

"Nah it's okay. We surely have other plans" I said.

"No, I insist besides I'm sure Zach wants that idea. Right, Zach?" I turn my attention to him and clearly he doesn't like the idea. I stand from my seat, initiating I'm going.

"It's okay Kyle. Clearly, Zach doesn't like the idea. We'll get going" I answer and walk away from the cafeteria door. Why won't he just say it like a normal person? And why do they even bother to seat at our table?

"Okay. What just happen?" Sam asked me trying to catch up with my pace

"Nothing" I replied. Still walking fast so no one and by I mean no one -- is Zach to actually catch up with me

"Did you two fight?" I stop walking and look at Sam with a questioning look

"I mean, you wouldn't act like this if you didn't fight right?" She expounds. Why am I even acting like this? For some reason, I want him to actually catch up with me and convince me from going with them. It wouldn't kill him, right?

"No, we didn't fight" convincing that she takes a bite of what I said. Only ten minutes left before my class started. I send my bye to Sam and started walking through my locker to get my things for my next class. And this class is where Zach and I are classmates plus its science lab.

I put my books and pencil case in my bag before I close my locker. To my surprise, Zach was behind my locker. I started walking away from him, ignoring his presence.

I made a left turn to attend my class today. But before I ever knew it, my arm was pulled and entered an empty room. I turn to see who drag me and yes it was Zach.

I stared at his eyes the moment we stepped in hoping for an answer and stared at his puffy lips. Ohmyghad! Snap out of it Steicy. Before I could think of any situation, I walk through the doors not getting another chance to talk to him but instead of getting out, I was pulled by him and felt a soft feeling on my lips. It wasn't like the kiss before. This time it was more like a passionate kiss. It wasn't the kiss that he's like hungry for kisses, it was slow but romantic -- you know the one in movies.

He places his hands on my waist pulling me near to him and slowly I respond to it putting my hand to his neck and trying to shuffle his hair which I know it'll get messy when this make-out session finishes. He pull himself nearer to me which result in me moaning a bit and letting me pinned to the wall. Honestly, I don't even know why is this happening again. I don't even know why I was mad with him in the first place.

I'm trying to regain my breath when he parts his lips from mine. He lean his forehead onto mine and smile at me, not the imitating or smirk kind of smile I usually get -- it was one of the rarest smiles I got from him.

He look at me like it was the last thing that will happen. "I'm sorry," he said trying to balance his breathing

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