Cloudy

Just because I heard "Someday We'll Know" again today, I felt the urge to write ANYTHING. Haha :D

“It’s cloudy…”

“With a chance of meatballs.”

She grinned at me heartily. Oh what I’d give to see that everyday.

“So what’s up with you lately?”

And so I gave her an account of my previous week. We’d been schoolmates for quite some time now, but we just haven’t got the chance to chit chat all these years. Lame, I know. At a distance, she’d give off a stern aura, but up close, she’s bubbly and warm. Not that I notice.

While I was talking, she would give an occasional comment, clarify an idea, chuckle at some points, and my most favorite, those cheeky grins.

“Hey, catch you later Logan.”

And then she’s off her way.

From an outsider, I don’t really appear like I’m affected by her at all. But on the inside, she’s all I ever wanted.

I drag myself to my next class and find myself sitting next to my bestfriend.

“So, did you see her today?”

“Who?”

Jason slapped the back of my head. Hard.

“Okay, okay. Yes.”

“There we go. How was she?”

“Go ask her.”

Before he could hit me again, I held my hands up. “Fine, fine!”

“What’s holding you back? You know you like her. And we both know you’re certain about that.”

I pretend to find something in my notes when the teacher entered the room. Just in time.

“Turn in your homework, please.”

Or not.

Jason smirked. “Someone’s got his head in the clouds,” he jeered, handing in his homework.

~

“Why are you girlfriend-less, again?”

I almost choked on the chocolate I was eating. I decided eating while talking to her is bad for my health, so I opted to place it aside and lie down on my bed, facing her sideways as she was sitting on her bed on the other side of the room. This was one of the advantages of being friendzoned. You get to spend time with her in intimate settings such as this.

“Dunno.”

She gave me a blank look.

“Come on, it’s not so bad being single, right?”

She nodded, but evidently lost in thought.

“I think you’re single because you’re scared of rejection.”

I shrugged.

“But girls are single because although they’re ready for rejection, they can’t make to first move. Ever.”

I looked at her.

She sighed. “You know, we do all the wait. So if the other side gets eaten alive by their fear, our feelings also die along with them.”

Where is she going with this?

She laughed awkwardly. “Okay. Forget what I just said.”

“No. You’re right.” I said before she could say the last word of her sentence. To my dismay, the look on her face said she caught my reaction.

“No, I just mean that we should have the courage. And not just let it down the drain.”

She smiled. Not awkwardly, but warmly.

~

“Earth calling Logan. Earth calling Logan.”

I nudged Jason away, who has his face awkwardly near mine.

“Class is almost over, and you haven’t reached half of the seatwork.”

Absentmindedly, I followed his gaze and true enough, found my paper half-filled.

This is what daydreaming costs you – a part of your day. You go on autopilot and the world goes on without you.

“I’ll do this later.”

As if on cue, the bell rang and I left the room ahead of everyone else.

~

“Hey.”

Catherine looked up from her notes and was obviously shocked I was there. But nonetheless, smiled. “Hey.”

“I was just wondering if you’d have time this weekend? You know. Just for a walk or something.”

She processed my words and recognition flashed across her eyes. She realized I remembered that she likes long walks.

She smiled, “I think I’ll have to check by then if it’s cloudy.”

“With a chance of meatballs,” we said together, mine more like a question, hers a statement.

I was laughing with her, but all I could hear was hers.

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