Chapter twelve

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June.

I don't think I've ever been happier to be told to screw off. But in Mavis's language, That might have been the closest thing I will get from her admitting that she wants to be friends.

She is quiet, sipping on her coffee. I could basically see the wheels of her head-turning as she rethinks what she did. She is easier to read than she let it seem, you just have to look closer. And now, I am looking closer than I ever had. The warm sun falling on us, bringing out the sparks of her amber eyes, and the way she scrunches her nose due to the bitter coffee, made me focus on the small freckles that I have never noticed before.

"You don't like your coffee? Want something sweeter?" she just shook her head, still not meeting my eyes. I don't know if she is feeling uncomfortable with me, after that night I decided to take my distance from her. I don't want to force myself on anyone, and I had to fight everything in me to not go speak to her this morning. That's why when she talked to me I couldn't be happier. If she truly wanted me to stay away from her, she would have just ignored me, that's what she does best.

I take my unused straw and nudge her hand with it, she stares at it before her eyes finally dart to me. God, nothing feels better than having this girl's eyes on me. "Should I go away?"

"I should tell you to do so," her voice sounded vulnerable, not her usual soft yet with a strong intimidating tone. "But?"

"I don't want you to."

"Then why should you tell me to leave? Why not do what you want?" I ask, pushing my luck once again. She is conflicted with her thoughts, war raging inside that pretty head of hers. I wish I could help her see it's not that bad to let yourself be vulnerable from time to time. How hard must it be to always be on your guard?

"I don't want to be hurt," I have understood that much. But what has been done to her that she is this scared? "You think I would hurt you?"

"I don't know you," she replies.

I lean closer, my arms folded on the table, "My name is June Moraine, I turned twenty-one in September and I'm from Phoenix Arizona. My mom was a single mother when she had me, then she met my stepfather when I was ten years old and now I have two little siblings, Jennie is eleven and Jonathan is twelve. I love chocolate and anything chocolate flavored, I hate winter and love the beach. I want to open an adoption association and help children find their forever home."

She looks at me, stunned. And I almost laugh at her reaction. She is cute when she is speechless. She gulped down her astonishment and said, "Is that all?"

I smile, "that was a mini resumè, there is more. You will have to stick around if you want to know the rest."

She surprises me when she laughs. A full throaty laugh that could send me to heaven. "I guess I can stick around, I don't like unfinished movies."

I had a feeling that she is going to be the main character of my movie.
***
"What are you so happy about?" Axel kept eying me weird since the moment I got home.

After I met up with Mavis, I had to leave for my shift at a downtown local bookshop slash Caffe. I love my job and love the owner even more, she is a sweet old lady who I stumbled into in the street, she was carrying a big box and I offered to help. After a full conversation, she offered me a job, that I decided to take it because I didn't have anything else to do in my freshman year. The pay wasn't big at first, but then the shop gained a lot of popularity when I helped the owner open a social media account, the place is cozy and vintage. Exactly what teenagers like these days. Now, I get paid very well considering my tight schedule with uni.

I won't lie and say I'm a big fan of books, but I don't hate them. I am more of a movie guy but I can enjoy a book.

"Can't a person just be in a good mood?" I retort back at him.

"Did you get laid?" Jamie joined in with a bag of chips in his hands, crunching as loud as a person can. I narrow my eyes at him, "life isn't all about sex,"

He rolls his eyes at me and plops himself on the sofa next to Axel. "okay, priest June. So tell us then, what got you walking on cloud nine?"

The memory of Mavis laughing played in my head and I couldn't help but smile at that, and the guys immediately replied. "Its a girl," " it's definitely a girl,"

"It's not like that," I try to protest but they were already bombarding me with questions, it was pointless to argue with them.

"Who is she?"

"Do we know her?"
"Where did you meet her?"
"Julia is not going to be happy about this."

The last comment got me frowning, I would rather not think about Julia. "That's why she won't be hearing from any of you about none of this."

Jamie nodded,"Alright, but you have to tell us who is this mysterious girl," and Axel agreed, " it's been so long since I last saw you interested in someone, I'm excited to know her."

Yeah, he won't be excited anymore when I tell him who she is. "Relax guys, she is just a friend. No need to make a big deal out of this."
Maybe at first I wanted to be just friends with her, now I want to collect all her smiles and laughter. Fuck, I've known her for like a month I don't want to scare her by asking her out already. She barely agreed to friendship.

Jamie snorted, "bro you call everyone a friend, but yet I haven't heard you giggle like a schoolboy when you speak to Axel or me. Not even Nale makes you giggle and he is very pretty."

"I don't giggle," He was right, I do call everyone my friend. But Mavis is a special friend. "And Nale does gets me flustered sometimes." that dark skin and hazel eyes with the quiet attitude, does something to you, and I'm straight. As if on cue, Nale enters the house and we all stare at him and laugh. "What?" he asks as confused as he looks.

"Nothing man, you just have the best timing," Jamie replies.

He just shrugs us off and makes his way to the kitchen and comes back with a water bottle. "You guys were talking about me?"

Axel reaches for the tv remote and lays back down, "we were talking about June's potential girlfriend and how pretty you are." Nale takes his spot in the corner of the couch before replying. "I appreciate the fan behavior, and June got a girl?"

I sigh, rubbing my hands on my face. How did it escalate to me having a girlfriend when I barely made the girl tolerate me? "She is not my girl, we are barely even friends."

"Is this about the blond girl from the bar?"

I should have known he would guess it.

"No it's not," Axel says, but I still don't lookup. I have an evident face when I lie. "June,"

"No way," that was Jamie. " hell no," and that was Axel.

I finally stare up at them. Nale looked amused as if he already knew, Jamie just looked like he couldn't believe it and Axel, well he looked mad angry. I know that it's none of their business who I date, I don't need their approval. But still I care about their feelings, and I know Axel is still butthurt from his last encounter with her. "I swear she is actually nice guys I-"

"She called me pathetic, and our group of friends ridiculous!" He burst out. His black hair suddenly messy with his angered movements and his light blue eyes looked like they were about to shoot lasers from how wide he was opening them. "I know, I was there. But I promise she is not that bad. It's like her defense mechanism to be mean to people, but she is actually fun and nice. You just have to give her a chance."

"Why would I give her a chance when she was so blatantly rude? She could have nicely rejected me and I would have gone on with my day," that's what I thought too at first, but she was kind of right about she doesn't own us shit. As if hearing my thoughts Nale responded to him, "she doesn't own you that,"

Axel narrowed his eyes at him before returning to me once more, he looked a little bit calmer. "Why do you have to play therapist with everyone you meet, June? Just leave the disturbed people alone and find yourself a normal girl."

He just crossed a line and by the look on his face I know he knows it too. I stand up and glower down at him, "please enlighten me what's a normal girl, Axel?"

"No, I didn't mean-" I cut him off before he could finish his sentence. "Oh you know exactly what you mean. A girl becomes crazy and disturbed just because she rejects you? That's fucked up of you. Get over yourself and accept that not every girl wants to fuck you. And I'm not playing therapist, I just know not to judge a person from the first impression. And you should know that very well."

I leave the room without looking back at him. He exactly should know about second chances, he was a total douchebag when I met him in high school and we couldn't stand each other until the last semester in senior year when he finally decided to get his shit together and become a decent person. after his father passed away, he wanted to redeem himself after all the shit he pulled and I believed in him, I helped him apologize to all the girls he messed with, and all the guys he treated like shit. So he is in no place to judge a girl he met in his life, and call her names just because she rejected him.

Taking a shower is the best way to take your mind off things, or think about them more. I chose to think about the pretty blond rather than my stupid best friend.


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