The Fate Between Us

Chapter 8

When I miss you I read our old conversations, smile like an idiot, listen to songs that reminds me of you, then miss you more.- poetryclubs.com

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"Okay so what do you think of that Becky girl dude. Well Isn't she hot?" Mike drawled, bumping his shoulder against Adam's own. We'll looked to a girl standing in the lunch line. The same girl who I'd bumped into this morning, with a hands akimbo on her hips as she spoke to a senior guy. I looked back at Adam sheepishly grinning at Mike and Luke smug faces who were both chuckling at him.

"Yeah man," Adam awkwardly laughed, clearly not liking the conversation. Adam is your typical nerd aka- boy genius. With messy brown hair and glasses being perched up on his nose- he wasn't one to talk about girls. Most likely one to be more interested in calculators. So speaking in which with the popular boys got him all sweaty and sheepish.

"Come on eh, lad. Go tell the chick," Luke laughed and Mike joined in. Jessie resisted the urge to giggle even, all loving the discomfort Adam's in. It came down to lunch now and Mike and Luke aka- boy traumas, found it fascinating to fool around Adam. It was kinda funny seeing Adam's sheepish behaviour, it usually made my day, but at this moment I wasn't in the mood for any of it.

Luke slapped the upside of Adam's head, which Jessie and Ronnie couldn't hold in seeing and burst out into a fit of laughter.

"Nice one trashing Aiden today," Mike turned to me.

"I'd say the lad saw it coming," Luke chortled along with Mike as they fist bumped each other.

"Thanks," I replied sarcastically, glancing up to them.

"Hey no hard feelings here," Mike spoke up, holding a hand up defensively. "Aiden deserved that shit anyway."

"You two seem like bad friends," I clarified to them.

"The guy's full of himself as you said," Mike said again.

"Can't hurt when he gets the harsh treatment," Luke then shrugged. "By the way, what about you. Aren't you Dave's girl?" Luke smiled at me, a dimple revealing itself.

A sudden reaction would have come out of me if Ronnie hadn't beaten me to it first. I noticed the hold on her pencil tightening and the sudden blackness suffusing over her face. Luke glanced at her, noticing as well before looking back at me for my answer.

"No," I shook my head.

It was quite obvious apart from the hatred she bestowed, that Ronnie liked Dave. I've taken noticed of that now. I knew she in total deny of it at start, she didn't want anyone to know. But now it looked as if Luke already does.

Unconsciously my eyes dart to a familiar person across the cafeteria, before he quickly looked away. Luke saw me looking the same place and followed my line of vision over to the table.

"Hey man," Luke waved at Dave as he and Mike walked towards where he was. I watched as they reached the table, and as everyone greeted them. Since lunch had started, I very much tried to avoid the stare of a very specific person. But when he looked again, I couldn't control how my eyes would meet his. The funny part was, whenever I caught him looking but looked away, by another second I'd catch him staring again. I didn't know what drew me to keep looking at the guy. And I also questioned what the hell he wanted.

"So you guys going to the bonfire?" Jessie asked.

I turned back around to see Jessie glancing at us all, while chewing on a pretzel stick.

"Ronnie?"

Ronnie sighed. "I don't know, I, I-"

"What about you Mia, are you going?" She turned from Ronnie, looking at me.