Chapter Six

Waking up every morning gets so exhausting.

College really ain't it.

I woke up, had a quick but long bath, got dressed and headed for class.

Before arriving at my hall, I sighted Axel, walking into his lecture room.

Does this boy ever smile?

He wore a striped shirt with black pants, his hair shone from afar with his glossy skin.

Damn.

He walked in. I stood for a while, getting myself distracted by day dreaming about him before entering my hall.

I took my seat, brought out a pen and notepad to write the time Axel was going to be done with that particular class.

I basically know all his classes and durations which was really weird. I felt I was stalking him.

Well I am but still.

"On the screen, you'll find the project you'd be handling before the end of the semester. You are to write a magazine article that is worth publishing, bear it in mind that the best projects will be handed to the top magazine publishing companys here in LA" the lecturer said.

As the classes rounded up, I got up from my seat and left the hall, walked to Axel's lecture room and stood behind the waiting.

Why was I Even here?

Students came out in peers and single files. I watched them until Axel came out.

"Hey!" I said, freaking him out. "What? What are you doing here? Are you following me?" He asked curiously.

Hell yeah I am.

"What? No, I'm not following you" I replied.

"You are, I saw you standing over there staring at me earlier today, what do you want from me?" He said.

"Yo! Axel! See you after school?" Someone said, driving Axel's attention away from me. "Yeah" he replied the person before turning to face me.

"I wasn't staring at you" I said, "then?" He replied. "I just got distracted, I promise I'm not following or stalking you" I responded. "Alright, so what exactly do you want?" He said walking away. I walked behind him.

"I just want to let you know that if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm always here" I said nervously. "Why would I come to you?" He asked.

"I don't know, well you know, sometimes you might not want to talk to your friends, so you can talk to me" I said.

"What exactly made you so interested in me?" He asked.

Interested? In him???

"I don't get it" I replied.

"You say you're not stalking me, I agreed but you pull up at the front of my lecture hall and start telling me this" he said.

"Well its because I know about the gang, what you're going through, so I just want to let you know that you're safe and you can confide in me, i-" I uttered as he cut me off.

"You know about what? You really are stalking me" he uttered as he stopped walking and faced me.

"No, not that" I said.

"You weirdo, people like you aren't to be trusted or told things" he said.

"Uhm, I'm not a weirdo or whatever you call it" I replied.

"I hate people who don't mind their business, who meddle in other people lives and think they are God sent" he said furiously as he walked away.

Holy crap.

I stood there like a pile of shit, his words went through my mind, the rage in his eyes, everything. Damn.

Last time I'll ever be nice to someone.

I walked back to my dorm room in total silence. "You're early" Clara said as I walked in.

"What's up?" She asked. "I don't have classes for the rest of the day" I replied, removing my shoe and outfit.

"Well I'm going on a date with Diego" she said. "That seems fun, you look really nice by the way" I replied.

She adjusted her lipstick, stood in front of me and asked"is this dress okay or should I change it? "It's okay, suits you pretty well" I replied.

"Great, I'll see you when I get back" she uttered and left the room. Leaving me alone. In my feelings. In my deep thoughts.

Wondering why I even approached him. Wondering why I uttered such ridiculous words to get an insensitive response.

Then, I got a call from August. "Stella, are you busy right now?" He asked. "No, what happened?" I asked. "I'm coming over" he replied then cut the line.

I put on a pink sweatshirt and a black sweatpants.

Crap, this outfit feels like sadness.

10 minutes later, August arrived at my room. "Stella" he called out, I got up and opened the door. "Why are you dressed like this? He asked, sitting on my bed.

"Nothing" I replied.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I think I'm gay" he uttered.

I totally knew it from the first day we met.

"Gay? How did you arrive at this conclusion?" I asked then sat down.

"I was having a class, then without knowing it, I was having this weird eye contact with a boy, I know it sounds weird and all but I really think I'm gay, I don't have any interest with girls even though I've dated a few, what is wrong with me Stella?" He explained.

"Only an eye contact doesn't mean you could be gay or did your? You know" I said.

"Yes! Yes it stood, i had a fucking boner for a boy" he replied.

This is interesting.

"Wow, I'm happy for you" I said.

"You're happy for me?" He asked.

"Yes I am and I support you, being gay isn't the end of the world" I replied.

"For a minute. I thought you'd judge me but thanks, thank you so much" he hugged me.

"So, what's up with you?" He asked.

"I think I kinda messed things up" I replied.

"How?" He asked.

"I sort of told Axel that if he needed someone to talk with, that i was always here which led to me telling him that I know about what he is going through" I replied.

"What did he say?" He asked.

"Trust me, you do not want to know, I never knew how rude and insensitive he is, the words that came out of his mouth, I really don't want to talk about it right now" I replied.

"Sometimes Axel can be a dick head trust me, I don't want to justify anything between you two so I'll advice you let him be, I'll talk to him so don't think too much about it alright?" He said.

"Okay then" I exhaled.

"Do you have something else you want to do?" I asked.

"No actually" he replied.

"Netflix?" I suggested.

"Yeah!" He uttered.

I brought out my laptop, logged into my Netflix account, we laid on the bed and started watching a movie.

Operation Avoid Axel Martinez.