Okay, so this is my entry to thunder_dude7's Summertime contest. It's a really short story about a teenage boy pondering on a camp (that's why the forest is mentioned). Inspired by true events. Enjoy and review!
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"Shall we go with him?"
"Nah, he wants to have a peaceful moment alone."
I could spot a tinge of sneer in S's voice, but I didn't care. She had understood that I didn't want any company. She had seen through me. And still I was on my way to break her heart, to go and kiss another girl. Although I shouldn't have felt guilty. We weren't tied to each other. I wasn't tied to anyone, not even to E. We didn't even date, for heaven's sake! But still. Oh well. I might have had imagined the derision. S could be a bit of a show-off sometimes, but in a good way. Still I was walking away from her. What was the matter with me? Now I really felt like the player someone had once called me at school. "Make the girl jealous to make her want you more." Could I really be like that?
E was waiting me at the beach. That sly thing. I bet she did this only so she could boast about a kiss in the sunset. My steps became more and more ponderous. Why was I supposed to go there in the first place? That girl wasn't the one on the same wavelength with me, but S was. I knew they were secretly fighting over me, even though they were close friends. I knew they weren't the only ones. Usually I only enjoyed it, but now I was mainly disgusted. Too difficult.
I made an about-turn and started to walk determinedly toward S. Sometimes when we were with a larger group, we started to talk about our own things, about things that the others didn't know about or weren't clever enough to discuss. Only S and me. At that kind of moments – sure, I often felt a little uncomfortable for the other people, but also somehow proud. At those times it felt like she was mine.
Although I was standing next to E.
How could it be possible that S understood me so well and we could talk about everything, but still it was E I'd kissed? What did we have in common, anyway? She just kept flirting and flirting, but didn't really show any depth. How could I do that when S would've been so much better for me?
Sometimes also jealousy struck usually so understanding S. I knew it, but I always acted like I didn't. I noticed the coy way she eyed me then. She was very talented at that, no one else than me and her would know about her glancing game. But why did we act at school like we didn't even know each other? Why did we act in a completely different way now that we were in the forest? Of course, the pressure of people at school didn't exist here. But the pressure of S and E did. I couldn't get away from it anywhere, not even here amongst the bushy firtrees and the sun that made S's flaxen hair shine even more than usually... I bet her heart had broken when I didn't ask her to dance in that PE class back then. But I'd done that last year, and the one before that one, and I couldn't... let others notice. It would've been way too suspicious. I didn't hate anything like being predictable.
Why hadn't I seen in time that S was better than anyone else? Was it already too late?
