1. Oh my gosh another author's note. O.O XD Haha...
2. I am planning on a book two, but it revolves around different problems, and this book is a long way from over.
3. Song on the side is "Vulnerable" by Secondhand Serenade... XD I love their songs..... ♥
4. I loved all your comments. Haha. Well, for all the people wishing C and A to get together, don't push your luck too far. But, this will, I think, make u happier...
So, I dedicate this to all Chancey fans.. ;)
I watched as Nate walked away as my friends hugged me. I was still wet, and I liked the feeling of water on my skin, but I don't think my friends do. I don't even know why they hugged me with me in this state. My hair felt weird on my neck, and I hated how it felt. I scrunched my face and stood up as they let go, praising me and all that. I sighed and rolled my eyes, a smile on my lips.
After I dried up and changed, had lunch and tried looking for our last two markers, to no avail, we had more 'buddy' activities lined up. Oh, joy. Note the sarcasm please. I groaned as I buried my face in my hands, sitting on the log. I don't know how long I can take ignoring him, seriously. I don't deal with confrontations like those kinds well, and I hate being the one to bring them up when the other person should've made it clear.
"Hey, you alright?" I heard Thane's voice ask, and I felt the movement of the log as I assumed he sat down.
I brought my head up and looked at his hair that was unruly and cracked a smile. I just find it funny whenever I see guys who usually have styled or fixed hair with messed up ones. He raised an eyebrow at me, a small smile on his lips.
"Yeah, fine," I said sarcastically and groaned.
Everyone else was having a blast talking to their buddies and discussing strategies for whatever the freak we were going to do later. I haven't even seen my buddy around at all this afternoon.
Thane chuckled softly and shook his head.
"I don't even know why you're giving him the silent treatment when you don't really wanna," he said, looking me in the eye.
I shifted my gaze to the bright trees and sighed.
"He might've had his reasons, An. Seeing you like this, not your normal, or whatever normal is for you, which is weird and childish but mature, uncaring and crazy, is really depressing. You should forgive him," he said, looking around.
He was second guessing himself, I could tell by the way his voice sounded in the end, He wasn't sure whether to meddle in or not. I know the silent treatment seems childish and weak, but it's the worst punishment I could give. I know people would rather have someone shout and tell them what the problem is than to be silent and leave them in the dark.
I leaned on his shoulder and closed my eyes, my eyelids looking sort of yellowish from the sunlight. The trees gave us shade, and the breeze was really nice. I heard him sigh, and I blocked out the chatters of the students and everyone, trying to filter out the sound of nature. I don't know how I do it, but I can focus my head to process only the sounds I'm looking for. I could hear the rustling of the leaves and crunching, the twigs snapping somewhere, the breeze making contact with the trees, making them bump into each other, the different chirps of birds far away, the sound of running water in the distance.
I love that sound, and I would never get tired of hearing it. I want to forgive him, I really do. But, me being the stubborn person that I am, I couldn't. You know, whenever I get mad, it only lasts after a minute, then I'm fine, but I pretend I'm still mad most of the time.