“You’re awfully quiet today. What are you thinking?” I felt a nudge at my side accompanied by Mason’s voice.
“Nothing.” I shrugged.
“I can see the wheels turning behind those cute eyes of yours.”
I chose to ignore him and focus my attention on the lasagna that I’m eating.
“Come on. I’m always interested in what you’re thinking.” He continued. “Is it about later?”
“Don’t be nervous, I’ll take care of you.” He rubbed circles at my back to comfort me.
“Do we have too?” I whined.
“Everyone goes through with it. I promise I’ll do everything I can to make sure you’re comfortable.” He smiled.
“You do realize what your conversation sounds like right?” Josh chuckled.
“And there are other people in this table too.” Erica added.
Mason chuckled. “We are fully aware of that fact.”
“Guys, stop talking about it. I’m anxious as it is.” Andy said.
She was partnered with the school’s resident badboy and I don’t think their partnership went well. All those three months were spent with Andy bitching about Reed to me. How he doesn’t cooperate and stuff. She’s grade conscious which is why she’s worried this reporting won’t go well.
“I, on the other hand have no problems. My partner was very cooperating.” Erica took a sip on her drink.
“Yeah, that’s because the guy’s obsessed with you.” Josh retorted.
“You’re just jealous.” I told him.
“She speaks!” Mason clapped his hands like a five year old. Talk about exaggerating.
I rolled my eyes at him.
“Don’t worry. You’ll do great later.” He reassured me.
Three months ago, if you would’ve told me that our ‘partnership’ would emerge into something we both didn’t expect, I would’ve laughed at you. Then, I’d give you reasons why, Mason and I won’t work. First of all, he’s a pain in the ass, really, he annoys the living shit out of me, he doesn’t give a crap about anyone but himself, he’s so caught up in ‘Mason World’ where everything revolves around him and he’s a bloody twelve year old stuck in an eighteen year olds body.
But in those three months I’ve spent with him, I had the chance to get to know him better, to see what was under the surface and got an opportunity to see the real him. What I saw in those three months changed my opinion on him, changed the way I see him.
He’s not just some high school jock that’s caught up in himself and all that things he lets other people think of him. He’s actually a very sweet guy, thoughtful and caring. He uses that as his shield; a wall he puts up so people wouldn’t see right through him. Only a few people were allowed to see the real him; me included.
As our so-called partnership ends, something more significant has started; it is not just a simple project. It doesn’t end in a span of three months, what has now started between us is something deeper. It involves our lives, our emotions, everything.
“Here.” Mason reached something from his bag and gave it to me; it’s a bag of skittles. “I knew you’d be a wreck today so…” he smiled. I love that smile!
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