Crying
1092 Words
"So are you coming to watch us play next Saturday!" Victor asked. Was he inviting me to their basketball game.
I kept quite, most times when a player asks you to attend his game, it's normally because he likes you or probably because he is your friend. And neither of the two exists between us, then why was he asking me. Or was he just seeing if I will be there. Or was he just teasing me right now.
"Yes, any problem with it" I looked at him and asked with a sarcastic smile.
"Are you coming to watch me" he whispered in my ears. I shivered. When his breath touched my skin, I felt my breath hitch. I cleared my throat and turned to him. I tried to look as absorbed as possible. "No! I'm going to watch Pete and Griffen play. I have no use with you" I shot back at him. And he smiled. Seriously smiled, what was funny. I looked away and continued eating my food only to find Nickie, Pete and Griffen looking at us with amused eyes.
"What are you guys looking at?" I asked them confused. "Do I have something in my face?"
They all just giggled and looked away continuing to eat their breakfast, I turned to look at Victor who has a knowing smirk on his face. What was wrong with these four people. Did they just tell some sort of inside joke. Did I miss something, I continued eating my breakfast still confused.
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The teacher did not come for the lesson so everyone was talking to one another. I was talking to Nickie of course. Victor was drawing something in his notebook, I tried to peek in it to see what it was but he hid it. Right now we were acting like friends but we're not. Yes I did not hate him as the days before, but I did not like him as well still. We continued our jazz with Nickie. She kept telling me how Pete was cute, I think she had a little crush on him. "C'mon, accept it already he is cute" she said with dreamy eyes. I stole glances at Victor to see if he was hearing what we were discussing. He seemed absent minded though, so I do no think he had our creepy talks about how his friend was cute.
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I returned home a little bit late, "hi" I greeted my mom with a kiss on the cheek. "Is Dad home yet" I asked as I pulled away. She sighed, "Your dad is not going to return home tonight" she said sadly. I looked at her confused, "I thought he was the new projects manager" I asked putting my bag on the couch and crossed my arms to my chest. "Yes he is" she replied kind of irritated. "Then why is he sleeping at work again, I thought since he was promoted to a better position there will be no over night working" I asked angry and carried my bag and ran to my bedroom. I was crying, I don't know why I was crying but I felt angry. Then my phone rang, and the caller ID was 'Annoying Victor' what did he want this time
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Victor's POV
I was still thinking of Rose, I do not know why she was always in my mind. F**k I could not stop thinking about her. In the morning when I asked if she was going to attend the game. I was really curious, I really wished she would say yes.
She looked surprised when I asked her, most times asking a girl whether she was going to attend you game felt like asking her out. I was not asking her out though, I just really wanted her to see me play. I wanted her to know I can do something very well, because not to brag but I was so damn good at basketball. No wonder I was made captain.
I almost jumped when she said she was coming to watch our match, so I whispered in her ear to know whether she was coming to see me. I did not miss the reaction when my breath caught her skin. I could not help a smirk.
I smiled as I remembered the moment, so I decided to call her. I dialed her number, it rang for sometime and she did not pick up. I felt like she was playing hard to get so I called a second time, she picked after one ring, "hey" I said with a smile, though she could not see it, I could not help but smile. "Hey why are you calling me?" She quarreled. I could hear some sniffles in the speech, was she crying. I can not lie but I was worried and surprised at the same time. She was some crazy girl you could not take for a soft type, or one to cry. "Are you crying?" I asked slowly, trying to sound calm. "Does it concern you?", she asked "What's wrong?" I was seriously worried. Was it her family problems, I heard her talk to Nickie once about having problems at home but I blew it off. What was disturbing her. "If you have nothing to say, I'm gonna hung up right now" she said. "Wai..." Before I could speak she hung up on me. I was really confused, what was wrong.
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I woke up late for school, I slept late thinking about what was wrong with Rose. I cleaned up rather so fast to get to school. Not because I wanted to reach school early or because I was running late. I just wanted to meet Rose. I was worried sick about her, I needed to know what was wrong with her.
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I reached school and seemed to be on time despite the fact that I woke up late. I did not even have breakfast, all I was thinking of was meeting Rose.
I rushed very fast to class, the teacher was not yet inside, my eyes went straight to Rose's place. But ... But she was not there, her seat was empty. Nickie was already there scribbling something in her book. I had never arrived at school before Rose what was wrong.
I went to Nickie, "Hey, where is Rose!" I asked. "Hi" she said confused. "Rose?!" I asked again. She sighed, "Oh! She is not coming to school, she is sick" she said. Sick?!
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