Everything Changes

Chapter 3

"So, how was math? As terrible as I expected?" I asked and pushed Katy slightly into the side. Immediately she nodded theatrically, which was a clear "yes" for me. I couldn't resist a big grin and rolled my eyes slightly, as I knew that she was undoubtedly exaggerating a little.

"Then you can be glad that it was already for the week," I commented. "But it's only Wednesday," she sighed: "That means I still have half a week ahead of me. That's horror, Cam. Horror! Then I couldn't resist an amused laugh. Katy was with Addy the only one who could always make me laugh, no matter how I felt before.

"You can do it," I assured her confidently: "And if you can't, I can always be saved for you, Katy." She smiled friendly and reached for my hand: "You're really my best friend, you know that? "Yes, I know," I replied confidently.

"But now to you," she suddenly and completely unexpectedly changed the subject. "I asked her with an irritated look, because I had no idea what she meant. Katy, on the other hand, just tilted her head as if to tell me that I knew what she meant. "What," I asked with a little insistence, but could not help smiling at the sight of her.

She nodded in the direction of another table: "Na Landon". I swallowed easily and raised my eyebrows: "What about him? Now it was her turn to elbow me in the side: "Hey, don't do that thing. I hate it when you do that thing."

Instinctively I put the innocent look on: "What thing?" "You act as if you don't know what I mean," she tried to explain: "We're best friends. You don't have to do that with me. You do know that I would never tell your secrets and that you can always talk to me when you have something on your mind, right? This time I reacted immediately: "Yes, of course I know that."

Katy and I have been best friends since we came to school. From then on nothing had been able to bring us apart. And of course I knew that I could confide everything to her, no matter what it was, and that she would never tell a soul if I didn't allow her to.

"So, what about Landon?" she came back to the subject and this time I didn't dodge it but answered immediately. "Not much, I admitted a little dejected. Because to my regret it was completely true.

Since he was back we had hardly spent any time together. Although we had talked a few times before class and also briefly in the corridors, we had not really had a private meeting. At that thought my heart became a little heavy and I bit my lip lightly.

The months in Australia had changed more between us than I had thought. We had separated, but I had hoped that things would go back to the way they had been.

But it wasn't like that! Everything had become so strange between us. Almost as if we had never been so close. Only at Katys birthday party it seemed to me as if no time had passed. As if there were no six months certain who had separated us.

"That doesn't sound so good," she said immediately and I wondered whether she had read my thoughts. But then I shrugged my shoulders because I didn't know exactly what to say.

"Maybe ...", a mischievous smile suddenly appeared on her lips and leaned slightly against my shoulder: "... you should go over to him and talk to him. And I'm sure there would be a date inside, too." I rolled my eyes with a grin and leaned against her to withstand her weight: "You don't really believe that now, do you?

"But", her voice was persistent and it was immediately clear to me that it would be impossible to shake her off: "At least try it. For me! I groaned, but then gave in: "All right, I'll go over there, but I can't promise anything". "Great, then let's go', she challenged me and I rose yielding to her words.

So I also got up and walked a little hesitantly towards the table where the black haired man was sitting with some of his friends. I knew it was the boys he had been friends with before he had gone abroad for six months. And again I wondered why we couldn't be as close as we used to be. At least as friends. Because he had always been one of the most important people for me and I definitely didn't want to lose him.

So I also got up and walked a little hesitantly towards the table where the black haired man was sitting with some of his friends. I knew it was the boys he had been friends with before he had gone abroad for six months. And again I wondered why we couldn't be as close as we used to be. At least as friends. Because he had always been one of the most important people for me and I definitely didn't want to lose him.

Arriving at the table, I stopped uncertainly and cleared my throat slightly to get Landon's attention. Landon immediately raised his head and I noticed how his facial expression changed when he saw me: "Cam? Hey, good to see you."

His words made my heart make a light sentence and on his lips there was a little smile that you could almost think came from being happy to see me. And I, too, was happy to exchange at least a few words with him.

"I also thought, I put my head a little crooked and lowered my gaze for a moment so that I wouldn't blush. Then I slowly looked up again and looked at his features for a moment: "Can we perhaps talk for a moment?

"Sure", he nodded directly in agreement, but made no effort to stand up. Therefore I added something to make my request clearer: "In private? "Uh, yeah, of course," he rose from his seat and meant to his boys at a glance that he had to disappear for a moment.

Then he focused his gaze on me and seemed to want to look at every inch of me while we looked for a place a little further away where we could talk undisturbed. "So, what's up?" he asked and leaned slightly against the wall. His look made me a little embarrassed and I felt as if we were back in tenth grade and freshly in love.

"I noticed that we haven't had so much time for each other since you came back," I carefully began to start speaking. "Yes, I noticed that too," he agreed with me without hesitation and I noticed how he made a short effort to reach for my hand, but then let it go. "How would you like it if we did something private again," I started slowly and as I spoke, a trace of nervousness resonated in my voice: "Maybe we could go for ice cream?

His smile became even wider and now there was no doubt that he was happy: "That sounds great. How about Friday? After school" "Hmm", for a moment I pretended to think, but then I couldn't keep him on the torture any longer: "I love it". "Perfect," he said and I noticed that he kept his eyes on my face.

"Then we see each other on Friday", with these words I said goodbye and then made my way back to my table, where Katy was still sitting and holding out both thumbs. The wide grin on her face testified that she had watched everything and how happy she was for me. And I was no different.