Sandra: good morning to you too😒

Sandra: for the last 8384773 times...NO

😔

(2)Kevin: i think its opposite day

Sandra: if it is then you're the most amazing person in the world

💗

Amelia sat beside me at my locker and I watched her glare at a girl that stepped over her outstretched legs. She muttered something in Spanish under her breath and I laughed, flipping through the notes in my binder.

"You're not going to eat?" She asked me.

"Had a huge breakfast." I was still feeling the effects from eating eggs, fruit, bacon, french toast and making a mistake of taking the Belgium waffle and stuffing it in my mouth on the way to school. I had no regrets.

"Perks of your dad being a chef huh?" He owned a restaurant further into town and when he was less busy when Amelia and I were younger, she would come over a lot mostly for the free food.

"You can say that." I mumbled, not really paying attention.

"Hey Ames." A voice said. Amelia and I both looked up at Emil, her ex-boyfriend.

"Hey." She said, in the midst of eating her sandwich and scrolling through her phone. I saw them talking the other day but didn't ask about it. It was weird because they haven't spoken for weeks but all of a sudden they were on normal term again.

"Hey Sandy," he acknowledged me and I gave him a nod back, acting like I wasn't paying attention to whatever was going on with them. "Can we talk?"

I thought Amelia would honestly decline especially when she seemed so uninterested but she surprised me by getting up. "Once second." She told me.

I've been told 'one second' by Amelia before when her and Emil were dating and she usually ended up coming back disheveled. The I-just-had-a-really-good-time kind of disheveled.

I turned a page in my binder, sighing because I didn't feel like I was processing the information properly. Just when I felt like I needed it, my phone buzzed in my pocket and my lack of motivation made me pull it out.

Sandra: nope

I didn't receive a text for a couple of minutes before I heard my phone buzz again.

Sandra: what?

Sandra: not really

Someone sat down beside me where Amelia previously was. But this person firmly made sure I could feel his arm against mine. I didn't bother looking up from my phone to see who it was. Kevin held a small carton of fries towards me and without looking from my phone, I took one.

Sandra: thanks

Sandra: Biology

😏

I made a face at my phone screen and I heard him chuckle. It was then I realized that we were right beside each other but we didn't even say a single word.

Sandra: that was so bad. Never.

😪

Sandra: poor me😊

It was then I realize that I've been stuffing fries in my mouth the entire time. I glanced at Kevin who was already staring at me in amusement. I gave him a sheepish smile, handing him the carton. Guess I was hungry.

Sandra: sorry

I looked at Kevin to see if he was actually serious and the way he was staring right back at me was as if I should already know that he was. I bit back a smile.

Sandra: thanks I guess

Sandra: don't push it

(2)Sandra: you ask me this everyday I swear

Sandra: have you ever even asked me in person?

🤔

Sandra: didn't think so

Kevin put down the carton of fries. He leaned his head on the locker next to mine, turning his head to look at me. "Would you go to prom with me?"

"No."

Kevin groaned. "If you were going to say no, why did you make me ask?"

"Why do you keep asking me if you know I'm going to say no?" I retorted.

"Haven't you ever heard of a human having aspiration?"

"Your aspiration is not going to succeed."

"If my goal isn't being achieved then why am I still here?" He questioned.

"Because I'm too lazy to tell you to go away."

"Maybe it's because you actually like my company."

"I don't." I lied.

"Don't lie to me S." he smiled. "You'll come around. We talk everyday."

"Because you message me everyday."

"And you message me back," He pointed out. "Why are we stating the obvious?"

"Kevin, if you're here to bother me you might as well leave. I need to study."

"I'll help you out," He grabbed my binder flipping through my notes. "I did bio last semester."

"What did you get?"

"97." He surprised me by saying.

"What?"

"Yes, I have a brain up here babe. Don't be so shocked."

"I-I'm not." I tried to cover up by saying but he clearly didn't believe me either.

Kevin tapped his temple with his index finger. "This mind is only good at school when it comes to sciences. Everything else especially English can go fuck itself."

"This explains all of your typos." I muttered.

"Okay, that's not my fault."

"Is your autocorrect on in your phone," before he could answer the question we both knew the answer too, I cut him off. "No. it isn't."

Kevin hit the back of his head against the locker, closing his eyes. "You're going to be wearing the pants in our relationship once we start dating aren't you?"

"Probably."

"So you agree that-"

"I'm not going to go out with you. I'm not going to date you. I'm not going to prom with you."

"But you'll reply me back everyday and answer my calls even when you're doing homework or even it's the middle of the night to talk to me because I can't sleep?"

"Yeah," I mumbled, playing with the sleeve of my sweater.

I looked over at him. His brown eyes flickered around my face as if he was searching for something.

"Why?"

"Because believe it or not you're my friend Kevin." Just then, his eyes gazed into my own like he had found the answer to what he was looking for.

He gave me one of those smiles of his. The type that lit up his face and didn't need to show his teeth. It wasn't even a grin but he was beaming.

And as quick as that smile came, it faded away when I heard him mumble. "We haven't been friends in a while huh? Kind of makes me think."

"About what?"

"About the what if's. If we still talked. If we didn't get so distant when I came back that summer before grade ten. I thought of you, you know?"

"You what?"

"Kevin!" Someone yelled down the hallway, jogging over to us. I recognized him as Hayden. He played on the basketball team with Kevin too.

Kevin exhaled and I could sense the slight irritation of being interrupted but he got up, pulling a smile on his face. "What's up?"

Hayden's eyes glanced at me before looking back to Kevin, spinning the basketball in his hands. "We're skipping third to play ball. Wanna come?"

Kevin shot Hayden a look. "You're skipping third again?"

Hayden shrugged. "It's just Math."

"It's your future." Kevin mocked, taking the ball in his own hands. He looked down at me with a smile. "I'll text you later S."

"Bye." I told him as they went down the hallway and Amelia came back, looking conflicted.

"Everything okay?" I asked her.

"Yeah," She said and I could almost see the millions of thoughts going through my best friend's head but she averted her eyes from me, pulling her phone out. "I saw the funniest video last night I forgot to show you."