~Seraphina's POV~
The next day, I got ready to leave my house feeling very anxious. Knowing that Enzo was suspicious of what I had told him yesterday put me on edge, even if I knew that he probably wasn't thinking that Luke and I were dating or anything. Maybe he thought I had just skipped school because I didn't want to go, though that was very uncharacteristic of me, honestly.
I pulled on a pair of white pants that had a picture of angels on the right butt pocket, tugging on a white tank top with thin straps over my head next. After I had put on my tank top, I grabbed a mesh top that was white and had red flowers and thin green vines embroidered all over it, slipping it over it. The top tied together in a knot below my breasts and had short, flowy sleeves. Lastly, I grabbed my white pair of high rise converse and slipped them onto my sock covered feet, my hair falling around me in soft waves.
Smelling of my perfume and my pits covered in deodorant, I grabbed my backpack and left my room, heading down the stairs so I could leave. It was nearing seven AM, so I needed to get outside before Enzo decided to leave me here.
As I exited the house, I saw that Enzo was patiently waiting for me while he leaned against his car, arms crossed over his chest. I locked my front door and stalked over to him as he unlocked the car with a chirp, sending him a small, hesitant smile. The very worried and paranoid part of my brain had half expected for him to confront me about having lied to him yesterday, but he simply smiled back at me as we climbed into his car. Maybe I had been wrong. Maybe he didn't know I'd lied.
Relaxing, I pulled on my seatbelt and looked out my window, convincing myself that I had simply gotten it all wrong. He didn't think I had lied.
When Enzo pulled into the school parking lot and parked his car, I got out of the car with him and shut the door gently, hearing the car chirp as he locked it. "You excited for the test we have next Monday?" He hummed, giving me a playful bump of his hip. Frowning in confusion, I adjusted my backpack and looked up at him, holding onto the straps on my bag. "Test?" I echoed, confused. "What test?" I asked.
He raised a brow and opened the door to the school, letting me walk inside first before he followed behind, the door swinging shut. "The calculus test. Did you forget?" He said, peering down at me with a confused look in his eyes. I awkwardly paused and looked down at the floor, completely unsure what he was talking about. I didn't recall even hearing about any calculus test. I guess I had just stopped paying attention after I did my work for the day during class. All I'd do was do my work and then daydream away the time for most of my classes.
Somehow, Enzo must've known that I had no idea about the test because his brows raised in surprise. "You weren't listening, were you?" He asked, causing me to sneak an embarrassed glance up at him and then look back down at the floor again. I felt both embarrassed and ashamed. Not of having not heard about the test because I knew I'd have probably passed it anyways, but of the fact that I was not listening because I'd been so busy just getting lost in thought.
"That's so unlike you." He frowned, his head cocking to the side slightly. "Is everything okay?" He wondered.
I bit my lip and nodded as I looked up at him, this time not looking away. "Yes, everything's fine." I assured. "I guess I've just been distracted. Haven't...been feeling well because of that stomach bug." I excused, causing his eyes to cloud over with worry. "Are you feeling okay now? You should've just stayed home if you weren't feeling up to it. I mean, you were only home for a day." He lectured, his worried words making me giggle softly. He truly could be like a worried brother.
"I'm okay now. I just wasn't feeling well a few days." I lied again, causing him to relax. His shoulders loosened and he sighed deeply, gently nodding his head. "Good." He muttered, sending me a small smile.
Suddenly, the bell rang overhead and his eyes flicked down the hall as it began to fill with students, all of them trying to get to their first period. "Shit. I've gotta get going, but I'll see you at lunch, kitten." He smiled, sending me a wave as he disappeared down the hall. I sent him a wave and turned, heading down the hall as well, making my way towards my own first period class.
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When school ended, Enzo and I walked out to his car and he drove me home, pulling his car into his driveway. I climbed out of the car when it was parked and shut the door, looking over at Enzo as I pulled my backpack on again. "See you tomorrow, Enzo." I chirped as I stalked forward, excited to see Luke. He should've been home from work by now, hopefully.
"Ah, wait." He blurted, hurrying over to me and grabbing me by my wrist to stop me from leaving just yet. I stopped and pulled my arm out of his hold, cocking my head to the side curiously while I peered up at him. "What is it?" I asked, curious. He ran a hand through his messy hair and sent me a sheepish smile. "Uh, so...I-I know this might be a little weird to ask, but there's this girl I met." He began hesitantly, eyeing me closely for any signs of discomfort or jealousy from me. There was none, just a big smile that threatened to break through.
He looked puzzled and furrowed his brows. "I-I wanted to ask about how you think I should ask her out, but I mean, I g-get it if you don't want to help me." He stuttered, and that was when the smile that had been threatening to break out finally did exactly that.
I beamed up at him excitedly, unable to help myself, and clutched at the straps on my backpack. "Why wouldn't I want to help you?!" I exclaimed dumbly, forgetting that he still thought that I was hopelessly in love with him. The moment I remembered, I felt my heart skip a beat in panic and I paused, forcing myself to keep my grin even though I was now internally panicking. I had momentarily forgotten that he didn't know.
Enzo looked uncomfortable and awkward as he peered down at me, scratching the back of his neck while his gray eyes wandered away from my brown ones. "I just meant that....c-considering that you're like...crushing on me or whatever." He clarified awkwardly, and I almost cringed. Even I knew that the term 'crushing' was a massive understatement. I was pretty sure he just didn't want to say that I was in love with him, which I had been. It was probably too much for him. He'd never returned those feelings, after all.
"It's really not a big deal, Enzo." I said, losing the fake smile to send him a smaller, genuine one. "I'm honestly over it. There's...There's nothing there now. I'd love to help you." I admitted, deciding that I needed to tell him. Maybe he'd stop being to awkward about it.
Surprise and then confusion passed through his face, his brows furrowing as his head cocked to the side in disbelief. "Wh..at?" He asked slowly, shaking his head slightly. I was pretty sure he was wondering if he had actually heard me correctly, which just made me snicker softly. "I said I'm over it. My crush." I teased, playfully shoving his shoulder. Still, he looked utterly lost, like a puppy. "H-Huh?" He stammered, shaking his head once again, harder this time. "But how? I mean, you loved..." He began, clearly his throat immediately after as he looked away.
My lips twitched up. "You can say it, you know. I'm not going to start crying or something. I used to be in love with you and now I'm not." I said simply, shrugging my shoulders gently. To me, there wasn't much of a point in beating around the bush here when we both knew the facts already.
He still looked beyond surprised, as if he was unsure how to respond to this. "I don't understand. When did you...?" He trailed off in confusion and stepped away a little bit, frowning. I paused and shrugged my shoulders again, staring up at him. "I haven't felt that way for a couple of months now." I admitted shyly, looking down at the green grass beneath my feet. I needed to try to watch the things I said or things could slip.
"A couple months?" He echoed in shock, blinking at me with wide eyes. I couldn't help but to giggle in amusement, nodding my head. "Yes, that's what I said. A little over two months, specifically." I answered, watching him closely as he digested the information.
"Well, w-what changed?" He stammered, lost and confused. He looked as if he couldn't fully comprehend that I was no longer in love with him. I paused and shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know. They just sort of...left." I said, this time not technically lying. Sure, I knew that it had faded because of Luke, because I now loved him, but I couldn't tell Enzo that for obvious reasons. Enzo was quiet for a while, clearly trying to come to terms with everything that I had just dumped on him. "Okay." He murmured, brows furrowed in confusion.
"So, who's this girl? You said you like her, want to ask her out?" I pressed eagerly, wanting to hear more. He still looked weirded out, but he didn't refuse to tell me what I was dying to hear. "Uh, right. Yeah, I do." He nodded, trying to focus back onto what he was saying beforehand. I raised my brows at him expectantly, waiting for him to say more than just that.
"Her name is Harlow." He added, scratching the back of his neck as a faint blush appeared on his cheeks. I couldn't help but to giggle in excitement, bouncing excitedly on the tips of my toes as I held tightly to my backpack straps, grinning like the chesire cat.
"Okay, let's get to business...Tell me everything!"