When Perfect Meets Crazy

Chapter 45: 43 - Mission accomplished

It had been less than twenty four hours since my epically embarrassing moment and thankfully, Ian and I were pretending it hadn’t happened. It wasn’t much in the way of comfort but I was desperate enough to take anything I could get. It was that mortifying.

I was also being extra snarky to cover it up. I couldn’t help it. Knowing what I had done, how cringe worthy my reaction was, I couldn’t not do everything to erase the mental image. He had only himself to blame anyways.

“So...,” he drawled, eyeing me cautiously as we re-shelved the books.

“What?” My tone was less than friendly.

“My sister’s tea party is tomorrow.”

I bristled, thanking God for my black melanin endowed blush resistant skin. Did my outburst last night make him feel like he now had to report his every move to me? It certainly couldn’t get any more embarrassing than this.

“Okay,” I drawled as casually as I could manage, then arched a brow.

The ‘why are you telling me this’ was loudly implied.

“I was supposed to take Tammy and... well, obviously that’s not happening anymore. Apparently, I can’t not show up without a date. It’s ‘just not done.’ It’ll supposedly ruin everything.” He rolled his eyes exasperatedly.

It was craftily done but I could tell. He was avoiding my gaze.

“Okay?” I frowned, eyes narrowing with suspicion.

“Would you...” He swallowed, nervous interlinking and unlinking his fingers. “A lot of people don’t know I’m home. I can’t tell anyone else without them asking questions about why I took time off.”

I nodded slowly. I understood that, what I didn’t understand was his sheepish attitude.

“I uhh... What I’m asking is...” He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down conspicuously.

“What? Spit it out.”

date. I know you have Trevor. Just uhm..., to

a relatively harmless request. At least it seemed so from

I asked, suspicion coloring

nodded a little

getting over this current awkwardness would probably be easier. Or

still very much suspicious. “I’ll

sighed in relief.

go through a whole anxiety cycle just to ask me for a favour? I knew I wasn’t the approachable type but I figured our friendship –if I could

asked, to distract

drooped with disappointment. “I have to go back to school soon and we still haven’t figured anything out. I’m just... tired. I’m tired of fighting. Of acting. And Townsend. It’s getting to him even more. He

my first and only time at the arena. To our shocking encounter. To those

I bit my lip.

who misled me- and they were, in fact, connected to the supposed drug network, there was no way Ian would’ve known about them since they left about two-thirds through the matches. Like I had that day. He was probably looking for people

hand, might have been able to catch them but, to be fair,

the decision before I even realized I was opening my mouth to

next match is today right?” I asked. “I’ll

this out

to that place is the worst decision you ever made. You said you’d

with a flick of my wrist. “I said I’d kill you if you took me there or anywhere illegal. It was a limited

he said, gazing down at me with an amused light in his eyes, “you

could feel his gaze on me as I

I left, “I carry

you sure about this?” he

I could

obviously sure. Given my track record, there was honestly no need to ask

him that. Since I was willing to respect his

me that one more time, I will punch you,” I stated, turning my head

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