Chapter 69

The annoyed look Eras has on his face makes me marvel at the way he seems so handsome, even if he is definitely annoyed at something.

He holds a shirt and I can see Scott grin and go all goofy at this. It seems he has turned Eras into a sort of errand boy, and I can't help but wonder what exactly is going on here.

Scott takes his shirt and leaves our presence with something of a smile and a short bow. I don't know what is going on here as Eras is still looking pissed off for some reason.

I see a bigger figure stand up from the corner of my eyes and follow my brothers were retreating figure out, and I silently debate between standing up and following both of them to give back up to my brother, or staying here and asking Eras what the problem is.

His perfect face seems to be scrunched up in distaste as he stares into the distance, but the moment his eyes land on my face his mouth forms into a smile. The sort of smile that someone gets instantly at seeing a precious person, and the rush of red that flows up to my cheeks surprises me. It seems we had both unconsciously carried out actions that would reflect exactly what we think about each other, and I find myself wondering why I am blushing so much these days.

It seems almost unfair that one guy would make me so wobbly on my feet, and make my mind become so crowded that I couldn't even get myself to breathe anymore. Oakley wolf whistles, and I can see the amused grin on her face, as she silently sips her mug of coffee. I notice there's still remnants from the one I poured on her earlier.

I ignore Eras for the moment and leave him the slight satisfaction of staring at me, even though I don't understand what exactly is so fascinating about me that everyone seems to want to just stare.

"How are you holding up?" I ask her and I can see the surprised and amused look that she gives me. "I don't want it to seem I abandoned my best friend the moment a guy comes around", I tell her and I appreciate the touched look she gives me, it makes me know that no matter how crudely constructed my words might have been, they have hit the right spot.

"I'm holding up pretty well actually" she says as she flashes me her most reassuring smile, "Your school is plenty distraction already and I don't think I'm that sort of person to grieve over a stupid boy for so long".

I see she's trying to hold the pain in and I wonder just how much she loved this guy. This guy she jad a bared herself out to totally and who had betrayed her in such a way.

My former  motto seemed to come back to me, the one that said all boys are jerks, but as I catch Eras staring at me that motto goes down the drain. It seems he's simply fascinated by me, as he just keeps on looking and smiling and I can almost imagine what is running through his head right now. I find out I can't, as you can never exactly know what is running through the head of a boy, and that scares me, it scares the shit out of me.