Chapter 37

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"When you blame and criticize others, you are avoiding some truth about yourself."

Chapter 37
Andrea's pov

It was another day. Just like any other normal day. All I had to do was make it through the day and repeat that until I graduate high school.

The past few week had been rough on me. But I don't blame the universe for putting me through it since all I was doing was acting like a bitch to everyone who cared about me. My family try and talk to me and I do, just not as much as I used to. Mia and Savannah were loosing their friendship because according to Mia, I was the 'glue that was sticking then together. However, Savannah did sit with us at lunch and she did hang out with us, just not as much as we used to.

I got up and swiftly made my bed which basically just consisted of me throwing my duvet over so that it would cover the entire bed.

As I went to open my curtains, I forgot that my window was placed directly opposite the narsassistic and egotistical maniac next door who happened to be opening their curtains at the same time as me.

We made eye contact and for a moment I thought that everything was the same but as soon as he shut his curtains, I knew nothing was probably ever going to be the same.

It had been nearly a month since New year's. Nearly a month from my birthday. Nearly a month from our fight. I know a month probably might not seem long to you, but to me it felt like a life time.

As normal, I went to the bathroom and quickly showered before getting dressed. I had picked out a Tommy Hilfiger crop hoodie, some shorts , a flannel to tie around my waist and my adidas originals.

Racing down to the bottom of the stairs, I reached the first floor and as I was about to leave somebody grabbed my attention.

"Andy dear, don't you want some breakfast before you go to school?" My mother asked.

"No." I mumble grabbing my keys.

"Are you sure? You haven't really had breakfast with us in a quite a long time." Jake looks at me. "There's pancakes." He offers.

"No thanks." I blatantly say.

"Before you leave, Joanna's coming over for dinner so be home early." She says something to me but it went in through one ear and out through the other.

"Yeah. Yeah. Whatever." I mumble and I leave the house

That may have seemed rude to you but I just cannot be asked talking to anyone. Whether it's my friends, my family or anyone else. Lately I've been really under motivated and I've been having some low self-esteem.

Heading to the garage, I open the door so that I could retrieve my car. I know Zac...the guy next door, gave me this and I should've returned it to him but no way in hell am I going to return my dream car.

It's a Ferarri 488 gtb. Nobody gives up the opprtunity to drive one of these.

As I was about to open the car door, Zach comes out of his house and gets in his car. This is how it's been for the past month or so. If we make eye contact or we're in the same room then one of us just leave.

I shrug it off and get in my car, driving off to school.

Within a few minutes, I was in school standing by my locker with my two best friends on either side. Everyday they argue or talk about something and then they ask for my opinion in the end which I don't give because I don't want it to seem like I'm taking sides.

Today's topic was Valentine's day. I hated that day so much. Not because I've never celebrated it but because I just hate seeing all the decorations and banners about Valentine's day. Especially in school. It makes me gag.

"Ethan and I are thinking more along a dinner date and then back at mine, maybe watch movie." Mia says.

"Jonathon and I were thinking about going to the beach and then probably go some place elsewhere." Savannah informs Mia.

"That sounds so cute." Mia smiles.

"Andy, what do you think?" Savannah asks.

Have you never come across the saying "never tell a girl with a broken heart about your Valentine's day plans"?

No? Well you just did.

"I think it sounds really nice and theraputic. I would love to go to the beach for Valentine's day." I give my honest opinion. "And Mia, before you ask. Yes, I love your plans too." I knew it wouldn't be long before she popped the question too.

My stomach grumbles and made a churning noise which caught my attention. I had just realised that I didn't eat anything for breakfast and my body was aching for some calories right now.

I walk over to the vending machine where some freshman was trying to get a packet of crisps but couldn't find his change.

"Move." I say quite harshly.

Instantly, he moved out the way and steps aside allowing me to purchase my snack.

"If I were you I would just run and never look back. She's bitchy when she's hungry." Mia gives the kid some useful advice.

This thing with Zach had really affected my mood as well as my emotions. I could keep my emotions intact and I could continue to tell everyone that I was 'fine'. However my mood had changed completely and I knew that people could observe the change in my mood as well.

I pick up the granola bar and snack on it until the first bell goes.

"I hate school." I mutter and throw the wrapper in the closest trash can.

The only thing that had me going through this 'rough patch', I guess you could call it that, was music.

I hadn't written any songs in quite some time and now that I'm finally getting some alone time, I had written quite a few songs.

"Come on. You know how Mizz Gomez gets when we're late." Mia drags me across the hall.

"Well it wouldn't be Mizz Gomez if Dean Briggs just puts a ring on it." I laugh.

Yep. You heard me. Dean Briggs and Mizz Gomez were 'getting it on', as people say nowadays.

After dragging me for quite some time, We finally reach our classroom where everybody was already seated.

"Girls. You're late." Mizz Gomez screams at us.

Chill your beans woman. We're only one minute late.

I find my seat after being scolded at and place my bottom on it. Luckily, the lesson was Math which meant that I didn't really have to pay attention.

We were currently on the topic of trigonometry. That meant that I could sleep all lesson since I'm good at this stuff anyways.

Mizz Gomez continued to talk about the equations needed to solve a question based on triangles. There were quite a few so she had explained each one alongside when it was necessary to use it.

She began by writing a question on the board and had ordered us to solve the question. Mizz Gomez had also advised us to write the work down so we wouldn't forget however me being me blocked out her voice.

"Does anybody know the answer to the question?" She asks and not one person raises their hand.

"I knew this would be difficult to you guys..." Mizz Gomez begins to solve the question.

"Come on." I mutter causing her head to whip around and look at me.

"Do you have anything to add?" She asks me.

"I just find it slightly amusing how nobody in this class can answer a simple question like that on the board. We learnt this shit when we were in freshman year." I state the obvious.

"LANGUAGE!" She screams at me and I apologize for my poor language.

"Why don't you solve the problem then?" She asks me.

I take the marker from her and solve the problem within a matter of seconds. I'm not trying to show off but we've been taught this content over and over again multiple times.

"Before you take a seat and make yourself comfortable, I think you ought to look at my answer." I place the marker in its place and go back to my seat.

"That is correct Miss Parks." She looks at me with fear.

"Your welcome." I say sarcastically.

As she was about to continue, Dean Briggs entered the classroom and began to talk to Mizz Gomez. It was probably about their Valentine's Day plans.

"Maybe you should go easy on the woman." Mia suggests.

"What? It was funny." I laugh.

"It was kind of cruel." She says.

"I have laid down the scheduele..." I overhear Dean Briggs.

"Maybe you should go get laid." I say loud enough to the both of them.

"Miss Parks! Dentention! Now!" Mizz Gomez screams at me and points at the door.

Finally. I get to sleep.

I make my way to the room that I had recently been hanging out at and push down the handle to enter the room.

Apart from me there was another dude sitting at the back, smoking a ciggarette as usual. I could recognise this boy anywhere.

Everybody talks about how Andrea Parks has changed so much but nobody seems to notice that Zach had changed too. He's gone back to his old self but nobody decides to comment on his behaviour.

He had resorted to smoking again. Everyday I would see him with Rhianna, it was either her car parked outside his house or his at hers. He no longer smiled and neither did he even talk that much. I heard he even beat up a kid last week.

Nobody seems to comment on his transition but when it comes to me, they just sent help but gossip about me.

I decided that I wasn't going to spend the next few moments alone in a room with him so I head straight for the door.

"Miss Parks. Take a seat. Now." The moody teacher yells my name causing me to slouch down on a seat.

The next few moments I tried to inhale the smoke but it as getting too much for me and I guess for the teacher too since she had left the room. Even teachers were scared of him again, they couldn't even get him to stop smoking.

As soon as the teacher leaves the room, I grab my backpack and head straight for the door.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you." He finally speaks.

"Are you talking to me?" I ask just to be sure.

"Who else?" He exhaled the smoke.

"You no longer have the right to tell me what to do. You lost that liberty when you...." I fail to complete the sentence.

"When I what?" He finally looks at me.

"You know what." I say angrily.

"What are you even doing here? Little Miss goody two shoes like you don't get detention." He asks.

"That was until I met you. And let me tell you, It was probably the worst thing that's ever happened to me." I lie since he was possibly the best thing to ever happen to me.

"If you hate me so much, why do you still wear that charm bracelet I gave you?" He asks pointing at my wrist.

"Because the guy who gave it to me then was a completely different person to who he is now." I could feel the tears forming in my eyes.

"Yeah, well the girl I gave it to was nothing like she is now." He screams at me.

"Zach. I've always been like this. This is who I am." I explains to him.

"Well you're not the Andrea that I knew." He says my name for the first time in weeks.

"Well you're not the Zach that I knew." I have the final say and slam the door behind me.

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He had some nerve to speak to me like that. Saying that I've changed when do had he.

"He just makes me so frustrated." I complain to Jonathon.

Lately, I had been visiting the skate park more frequently than ever. Straight after school I head to the skate park because that's one of the places I can actually think and because Jonathon was always here.

Ever since Zach and I stopped talking to each other, the only person I could talk to was Jonathon. He looked at both sides of the argument and advised me based on that.

"What happened today?" Was the first thing he said when he looks at me.

"How do you know? Did Savannah tell you? How does Savannah even know? I didn't tell her." I rant.

"No. I can just tell by your facial expressions." He greets me with a hug.

"He's just so frustrating. I just want to grab that perfectly chiseled face of his and bang it in a wall. All he does i make me angry. And nobody understands me." I get worked up. "Except from you of course."I say honestly.

"First. Breathe." He tells me and I lower my heart rate by taking deep breaths.

"Secondly, what happened?" He asks me so that he could have an outlook on the situation.

We sat there for a good few minutes where I explained to him about today's fiasco. I retold the story and gave him time to think.

"Hurry up." I try to speed up the process but my approach was ineffective.

Moments later, after dwelling on it for a good, lengthy period of time, he makes his judgement.

"Did you listen to what he had to say before you went A wall and stormed out the room?" He quickly asks. "Please don't hurt me." He winces since he knew I wouldn't take that well.

"What are you trying to say here?" I ask explicitly as I glare at him

"All I'm trying to say is that there are two sides of an argument. You went in there and yelled at him but you didn't give him a chance to speak." He says something which actually made sense but I wasn't going to tell him that. "Please dont go for the face."

"I'm not going to hit you pretty boy." I nudge him playfully.

We sat there in silence for a while, well more like I did and Jonathon trying to sing along to the music playing from his phone, and I thought about what Jonathon had just said.

Had I really been the one in the wrong all this time? Was Zach hiding something?

Just as I was about to leave, Savannah jogs up to us where Jonathon greets her with a kiss.

"Were you guys hanging out? Because I could come back later..." she says as if she's not his girlfriend.

"You're the girlfriend here. Not me." I say to her. "Oh, and Savannah, could we go out this weekend? It's getting a little boring." I smile.

"What did you say to her?" Savannah whispers to Jonathon. "Well whatever you did, thank you."

"I'm still here." I laugh and leave them alone.

I skated back home since I hadn't really had the time to think out in the open. All I wanted to do now was talk to Zach but I knew that my pride wouldn't let me.

As I reached my place of residence, I opened the door with the swift movement of pushing down a door handle.

My legs were just about to take me to my room but before I could a similar voice alerted me.

"Andy. How are you?" Joanna greets me.

"Joanna. It's nice to see you." I place on a smile.

"I haven't seen you in ages. You haven't come by in quite some time." She says.

"If you don't mind me asking, what are you doing here? I don't want to sound rude." I ask respectfully.

"Did your mother not tell you I was coming over?" She asked which reminded me of today morning.

"Yes she did. I forgot." I make up an excuse.

"Since you've already got your shoes on, would you mind popping in next door and bringing the lasagne?" She asks and I knew that I couldn't really refuse helping her.

"Sure."

She smiles widely and hands me the house keys which I take with my right hand and I leave the house.

In that moment I had forgotten that Joanna and Zach were related and that her house also belonged to Zach.

Placing the key in the key hole, I twist it and enter the house. It looked like nobody was in the house so I ambled briskly into the kitchen.

Without warning, I am met with a shirtless Zach struggling to put on a bandage to cover up a wound on his arm.

"Do you need any help?" I put my pride aside and be the bigger person.

"No." He continues to struggle.

"Well clearly you do." I grab the material and begin to wrap it around his muscular arm. "So...how's Rhianna?" I try to make conversation.

"On your birthday." He begins.

"Huh?" I say confused.

"Just shut up for once and let me speak."

"On your birthday. On New years. Did you even let me speak? Did you let me explain myself?" He asks but I didn't know whether I could speak or say anything.

"Well then, here's your chance. Speak all you want." I give him the opportunity.

"You probably thought that I thought of you as a hook up or a one night-stand. But you're not. You're so much more than that. You're the person who make me smile when I'm down. You're the person who gives me butterflies, you're the girl that I can't stop thinking about day and night. You're the girl who I am deeply in love with but you just cant seem to accept that." He says and all I could do was stand there and absorb in all that new knowledge.

"But what about Rhianna?" That was the one thing that was bugging me.

"What about her? There is no me and Rhianna. I've only slept with her once and that was only to make you jealous but I guess it didn't." He gives me all these new pieces of information.

I bite my lip pondering on what he had just said.

"Don't do that." He says.

"Don't do what?" I ask.

"That thing with your lips. Don't do it." He gets riled up.

"Why not?" I bite my lip more and more knowing that it would irritate him.

"Because it makes me want to do this." He pulls me to him and kisses me.

I had missed his kisses. His lips on mine, our bodies pressed up against each other, me teasing him. I had missed it all.

"Andy dear. Did you find that lasagne?" Joanna interrupts us.

Did we just make out infront of Zach's mum?

You bet you did.

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A/N

It took me quite a while to write this chapter but I hope you guys enjoyed it.

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