WHEN I WOKE up the next morning, the first thing I knew I was definitely going to do was avoid Nick at all costs. I couldn't be around him knowing full well what my mum did and how she had embarrassed me in front of him and his little sister.
So here I am, standing by my locker with Asher as I constantly kept looking over my shoulder so I could spot him and then make a mad dash for it.
"Why do you keep looking over your shoulder as if you're expecting someone?" Ash asked as he leaned on the locker next to mine.
"That's because I am trying to spot someone and make sure he doesn't see me," I replied as I continued to arrange my books according to my class schedule.
"Who? and why?"
"Nick," I said. I didn't want to retell the story over again but knowing Asher, he was not going to have it so I told him the shorter version. "When you ditched me on Saturday which by the way I have not forgotten, mum had a few plans up her sleeve and thought it would be fun to play matchmaker."
Asher stood up straighter at that, "she tried to set you up with Nick? Him of all people?" he asked seeming on edge.
"Beats me, but I really don't want to see him because it will be embarrassing for me after what mum said," I replied as I looked over my shoulder once more.
"Well good luck with trying to avoid him because here he comes with his friends and they seem to be heading straight in this direction," Ash said stuffing his hands into his jeans and leaning against the locker casually.
I quickly slammed my locker shut and turned in the direction Asher was looking in to see that indeed, they were approaching us and I made eye contact with Nick. I immediately looked away and turned back to Asher.
"I'll see you at lunch," I said and began walking away from him without wasting a second.
"Don't be like that Alexis," I heard him shout from behind me as I made a turn and entered my first class of the day, History.
Mrs. Briggs was sitted at her desk going over some work on her laptop when I entered class. She looked up from her laptop through her glasses and stared at me before returning back to what she was doing. I quickly took my seat and waited for the other students to arrive since I was five minutes earlier.
I kept glancing at her every so often and wondered why she was always so mean to every student she taught. Was it that we were the insufferable ones or was it how she naturally was? I guess I'll never know.
Soon, the other students began to fill in the class and Mrs. Briggs closed her laptop and stood up to begin the lesson.
The lesson went by smoothly just like the rest of the morning classes and soon it was lunch time and I couldn't wait to get something to eat because I was famished.
I quickly headed to the cafeteria and ordered some chips, a salad and a water bottle before making my way to our usual lunch table at the other side of the cafeteria.
"Someone is hungry," Parker commented as he sat down next to me followed by Evan, Drake and then Rick.
"I didn't eat," I replied as I took a sip from my water. "Where's the team captain anyway?" I asked referring to Asher.
"He's held up with something," Parker said.
Rick and Drake both scoffed, "what he means is that Asher is busy making out with Steph in the boys' locker room," Rick answered. "That guy can sure get some if you know what I mean," he added as he wagged his eyebrows in a very suggestive manner.
I cringed at that while the whole table burst out laughing. "Yeah, we know what you mean Rick, we always do," Evan said from besides Parker.
For as long as I've known Evan, which honestly isn't that long, he didn't really talk much and the fact that he understood Rick's sexual innuendo surprised me. He honestly looked like the quiet type and mostly spent his time with Parker. No judgement or anything.
Asher and Steph soon joined us, both looking like they really were just making out. Steph's cheeks were scarlet red and her lips were slightly swollen while Asher's hair looked a complete mess.
"Took you long enough," Drake commented. "We were beginning to think that something was happening."
The table burst out into another round of laughter and Steph's cheeks turned a deeper shade of red while Asher just shrugged and stole a chip from my plate.
"What can I say, a boy's got needs," Asher replied and threw her a wink.
"I don't want to know about my best friend's sex life," I said cringing and swatted away his hand from my plate. "Get your own chips loverboy."
"Sharing is caring Alexis, didn't your mum ever tell you that?" Ash asked as he grabbed yet another chip. "That's why I'm telling you all this."
"No she didn't, so get your own food," I said glaring but he still stole my food. "Now you've made me lose my appetite you jerk," I replied while I pushed my plate away. "And honestly I don't know why you're still with him Steph, you could do much, much better than him," I said as I stood up and emptied my water bottle.
"I'll see you guys around," I said.
"You still hiding from him?" Asher asked me in a whisper so no one would hear him.
"Of course I am."
I made my way out of the cafeteria into the hallway but not before checking to make sure the coast was clear. Since I didn't have any class in the afternoon I walked to the library to read a novel in order to pass time.
I didn't have to turn around to know exactly who that voice belonged to. I wanted to run, to do anything, but I couldn't. It was as if my feet were glued to the ground and the only thing they'd let me do was turn around to face the person I was so desperately trying to avoid.
"Oh hey Nick," I said forcing a smile. "Haven't seen you around this fine day."
"I've been looking for you the whole day but I didn't see you so I asked your friend Asher and he said you were busy," Nick said taking a step closer as I took one backwards. "The guys were worried, especially Jake."
"Oh uh.....yeah sorry I was busy with something," I lied and I don't know how lying became so easy for me.
"I can clearly see that. But I was hoping we could all meet up after afternoon classes to work on the assignment, we only have a few weeks left and I'd like to have it finished before then."
"I don't have any classes right now so maybe we could do it now," I suggested hoping he wouldn't notice I'd been avoiding him all day.
Nick ran a hand through his hair as a small smile tugged across his face. "Cool, I'll just text the guys and tell them to meet us at the library," he said.
"Yeah, sure it is."
Nick grabbed his phone and quickly typed a brief message before tucking it back into his jeans. He wore a blue shirt with his signature black leather jacket, dark jeans and white Converse.
I turned back around and resumed my walk to the library as Nick walked besides me in an eerie silence. We reached the library and found a table at the back in between the fiction and history section.
We sat they just doing our own thing. With me pretending to be writing something in my notebook when in fact I was trying to avoid talking to him.
Where are they already?
"Why are you avoiding me?" Nick asked.
I looked up from my notebook and found his forest green eyes intently staring at me awaiting an explanation.
"What do you mean?" I asked playing dumb.
"Why are you avoiding me?" he enunciated each syllable as he cocked his head. "Did I do or say something wrong?" he asked looking slightly hurt.
I sighed because there was no point in lying. "Yes I was avoiding you but it's not that you did anything," I began, "it's because of my mum and what she said on Saturday. I'm honestly so sorry and embarrassed. She's not one to behave in that manner."
Nick was silent as he stared at me for what felt like hours but was only a few seconds. "You were avoiding me because of that?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
I nodded and a full blown laugh fell from his lips. I didn't know what was so funny.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Because that's hilarious," he replied wiping a tear. "Your mum didn't say anything offensive or degrading in any way. She just wanted to know if I thought we were friends or if I had a girlfriend and truthfully I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Besides I kinda like her, she seems awesome."
Was he serious right now?
"So you mean I've been overreacting for no justifiable reason?" I asked arching my eyebrow at him.
"Pretty much yeah."
Now I feel stupid for avoiding him. If it didn't bother him then it shouldn't bother me either, right? But it did and I don't know why.
"Are we all right now?" he asked once he'd calm down from his laughing fit.
"Sure," I replied and a genuine smile appeared on his face. Something stirred inside me at his smile and I couldn't quite decipher this new feeling.