The Project (Eacker x Philip) [Pheacker]

Chapter Four: Can We Get Along?!

Philip sighed, holding his journal close to him.

"You? Me? Bonding?" Eacker looked away.

"I highly doubt that." he said.

"Well, George. If you weren't such a jerk, we might get along!!" Philip sighed again, glaring, but still looking directly ahead.

"Whatever, just let's study and get this over with!" Eacker growled at him.

"More than glad to!" Philip rushed away.

"Can I go to your dorm? No way in hell am I letting you into my dorm." he asked.

"I don't care!" Eacker was still pissed. Philip looked around for Eacker's dorm, he just wants to get this over with. Eacker grabbed his arm, making him stop.

"What?!" Philip snapped. 

"..... you passed my dorm." Eacker tried not to snap back at him, inhaling. Philip looked at him, still rage. Eacker let him go, walking up to his dorm. Philip looked over at the door. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. Eacker walked inside, Philip followed.

"Do... do you have any ideas?" Philip asked him. He kept his dorm clean and tidy.

"Yeah, I do." Eacker said.

"Alright..." Philip brought out two blank notebooks, since the teacher said they're going to need them. He gave one of them to Eacker. Eacker looked at it, now becoming calm.

".........." he kept silent. Philip thought about how he could make the world a better place, also.

"The war, what about the war?" Eacker suggested, thinking about other ways.

"Okay... but... what about the war?" Philip asked, looking at him.

"What- oh... how can we... make... peace, I guess?" Eacker asked, still thinking.

"Oh... uh......... oh my god, I don't know--" Philip sighed silently.

"Well we have to think of something!!" Eacker kind of shouted,

"Fuck, I'm trying!! Calm down, this isn't due until three weeks! We have time!" Philip snapped.

"Times flies!" Eacker growled a bit.

"Three weeks?!" Philip glared.

"Ugh!! Just--" Eacker tried to keep his calm.

"Just what?!" Philip snapped again.

"I don't know!!!!!" Eacker shouted. Yup. It could of been anyone, yet it had to be Eacker.

"Ocean." Philip suggested.

"What about the ocean...?" Eacker silently sighed.

"Pollution. How do we stop people from polluting the ocean...?" Philip asked.

"........ we could make a speech about people needing the water and animals are dying..." Eacker suggested.

"That's... that's not half bad..." Philip started to write this down, Eacker did, too.

"Maybe we can figure out how to change that attitude of yours for a better change." Philip said sarcastically, glancing up at him. Eacker was seriously troubled, just staring at his notebook.

"Yeah, same with yours." he said back to him.

"Can we just, like get along?" Philip asked.

"I don't know, can we?" Eacker snapped at him. Philip growled quietly, thinking about more ideas and what to say and write.

"Hmm. No response, huh?" Eacker glanced up at him.

"W-Why are you always like this?!" Philip shouted.

"Can you chill the hell out?!" Eacker glared, looking at him.

"I AM chill!!" Philip growled.

"Obviously not!!" Eacker shouted.

"Why do you always have to follow me and torture me every day of my life?! I'm at my last nerve, if you can't tell!!!" Philip demanded an answer. Eacker darted his eyes, looking back at his notebook.

"Really, why do you even follow me?! We don't even get along!!" Philip didn't take silence for an answer. Eacker whispered something, slowly turning to rage again.

"I'm sorry, what? I'd like to hear what you have to say. Might as well 'bond'." Philip said salty and sassy.

"I said I'm just fucking lonely!!" Eacker shouted, trying to think of something.

"Lonely? Lonely? That's why you torture me? Only me?" Philip crossed his arms.

"Because you're the only person I talk to and I'm bi polar!!!" Eacker snapped at him.

"Just, let's focus on the project!! Okay?! I don't even have any friends, everyone fucking left me, I'm sorry, okay?! I like to follow you because you keep me company!! I just-- I just--" Eacker panicked now.

"..........." Philip stared at his notepad, he seemed uncomfortable now.

"Can we please just get along?!" Eacker looked up at him. Philip looked back up at him, his expression wasn't even frustrated. Of course, Eacker was soooo fucking stressed and upset.

"I-I-......" Philip didn't know what to say.

"Just... let's stick to the oceans..." Eacker sighed quietly.