A little bit of courage

Why does love hurt?

Christeen...

"Chris, that is amazing, the job is literally cut out for you!" Evie exclaimed after I explained to her the job Ben and Mal assigned me today. I was called to her after school because she is making me dress for Ben and Mal's wedding. I am really grateful for that but it is taking too long.

And in all honesty my mindset is now telling me that I am not fit to go to some wedding even if it is a wedding of my great friends. But I just know I'll have to go. In all sense of politeness.

Mal and Evie did so much work already, they really stepped out big time to make this wedding a real big event, might be because it is a royal wedding after all and the budged it quite unlimited. Not something us mortals could afford in a near future.

And the thoughts of love in general are becoming quite sickening to me. Might be because I haven't felt that kind of love ever since Carlos left for collage. Who knows if he will even come for the wedding.

But on the other hand he is like Mal's brother so it would be crazy if he didn't show up. But that would probably be the only reason of him coming back here.

"How so?" I asked confused. How is the job of guiding a few students through our school any thrilling? It's nothing special. All I need to do is make them feel welcomed. Easy as pie. The enviroment of the school is naturally inviting no? The guys are traveling some long hours from their school only to arrive to...school. Ironic isn't it?

"You are naturally friendly to everyone. Those students will feel so welcomed they will want to transfer to us permanently." Evie explained happily and grabbed some fabric samples from the table.

"Thanks," I smiled. Maybe Evie is right. I am cut out for this. Woah that's some positive thinking, thought I lost most of it. But guess I still have it in me. This might not be all that bad. At least I'll have something to take my attention from the intrusive thoughts that are haunting me.

"Now, this blue or this beautiful purple?" Evie asked holding up the two samples. The purple does look pretty amazing. And against my skin the purple had always looked better. And the blue would clash with my new colorful hairstyle.

"Purple was always my favorite," I winked at her and she smiled.

"Knew it." She went towards her cabinet and pulled out a huge pile of fabric the same color as the sample she previously showed me. She does have a lot of fabric piled up around here. I wonder where she stacks it all. Her little starter castle seems to be more spacious than Mad Hatter's hat. "And now for the serious talk." Oh no. Evie turned to me with the most serious look I have ever seen on her. "Do you think I haven't noticed you trying to avoid me at all costs? And I know why." She gave me that look urging me to talk for myself.

"Ugh, fine. I just didn't want to be around you because I don't feel like myself and you would surely notice it first three seconds with me."

"I've noticed." Evie pointed out with a shrug. I rolled my eyes at her and she came closer helping me from her little designer stage. She helped take the skirt that she pulled on me earlier off and sat me down on the chair. "And now, you are going to tell me what's wrong," She said with a sweet smile plastered on her perfect face.

How do you say you miss your boyfriend without sounding too clingy? Is there any way for that? Because my biggest problem right now is missing Carlos. Amd I am worried since I didn't have any contact with him whatsoever ever since he left for school. How to solve that?

"I guess I...I miss someone..." I mumbled pinning my stare down at the ground. It was less embarrassing than to look up at Evie who will surely laugh at me now.