Against All Odds

Chapter Eleven:

The next few days, it was Wednesday afternoon, classes were dismissed very early because the faculty rendered a teachers' meeting for the upcoming Prom event. Tracy invited Dave, Jeremy and I to come over her house, just to hang out.

Jeremy never hesitated, so, I said yes even though I don't feel like seeing Dave that day. I remembered, Dave has a practice during Wednesday afternoon, so, I don't have to see him. Tsk, too bad for me, his dad cancelled the practice and let the guys chill for the meantime. Now, I have to see him. :{

"Lizy, there's something I wanted to tell you," Tracy told me as we were inside her room. I was sitting on her neatly covered bed.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Well, it's about Dave," Tracy replied.She sat beside me.

Dave.I gulped. "Ok, what about him?"

"Well, there's something about his kiss,"Tracy went on. I looked at her dumbfoundedly. Kiss?

"He doesn't kiss me back every time I kiss him. All I wanna ask is, is there a problem regarding with that?" I looked at her with big eyes. Tracy continued, "I mean, he's my boyfriend, right? But why are his kisses felt like he's not my boyfriend. I don't know with him. I think maybe he's in love with someone."

In love with someone. The words repeated in my mind. The other day, we just kissed! I felt sorry for Tracy. "Oh," I just patted her back. "Don't say that, Tracy. It's not true. Maybe he's just occuppied or something."

"Well," Tracy shrugged. "Maybe. But does Jeremy kiss that way?"

Her question got me. I wanna answer, No, coz I'm the one who's not kissing him back sometimes. But I stopped myself. "No," I just answered. "Jeremy's kisses are sweet."

"Oh," Tracy cooed. "I wish my Dave's like your boyfriend."

I just shrugged. "Oh, Trace..." I really felt sorry for my friend. But I don't know how to say it to her.

"Anyway, let's go," Tracy urged me. I stood. "Before the guys ran away from us."

"Ok," I replied, reliefed that that talking was over. Then, we headed down to the den.

Anyway at the den, during our game (we played Jenga, blocks of wood you put on top of each other 'til it toppled over ), I found it very easy to ignore Dave. Every time he made a move on me, (like talk to me or ask me "Is this move ok?") I ignore him. I don't reply back.

Finally, what seems like a century, the blocks toppled over to the floor. Thank God.

"Jenga!" Jeremy shouted. Tracy laughed. It seems that these two are having fun. And I'm having a hard time. Dave was having a hard time, too, I guess.

Then, Tracy stood. "Oh, I'll just get us something to drink." Then, she disappeared to the kitchen's door.

Jeremy replied, "I'll just go to the cr." Then, he went out of the room and disappeared from our sight.

So, that only leaves me and Dave behind. I suddenly felt awkward around him. He glanced at me but he didn't smile back. The tension grw between us. I can't bare it any longer. So, I stood up to leave.

Just as then, Dave grabbed my arm.

"Liz, wait..." he exclaimed. I looked at him. "Please don't ignore me?"

"Nothing to talk about us,Dave. Not again," I shook my head. I looked at his hand on my arm and he let go of my arm. "Liz, I'm sorry." He apologized with deep sincerity in his eyes.

Still, I ignored him. I walked past him, chin up. Dave was right behind me. Then, I suddenly tripped over some Jenga blocks on the floor.

"Ow, great!" I muffled to myself. I closed my eyes as I felt myself going down the floor. Dave caught me just in time but we both fell on the floor.

"Ouch!" I opened my eyes and see myself staring at Dave's warm eyes. Those eyes, like I've seen those eyes again, for the first time.His arms were over me.

Then, I realized I'm lying on top of him. "I'm sorry," I replied nonchallantly.

"That's ok," Dave replied with a smile. "I caught you just in time."

Those words sent tingles down my spine but I acted unimpressed. "Thank you."

Dave smiled at me. I motioned myself to stand up but I'm caught from those eyes. I feel lost in myself. Dave looked deeply in love with me. It's true. Eyes can't lie. I'm in love with him,too.Then, we slowly lunged our heads together, forward. I closed my eyes as I felt his breath closing to my lips. Then, I felt the soft brush of his lips against my lips.I kissed him back.

"Ow,Dave," I mumbled. We kissed like we don't care on the world. Dave sat a little as we kissed,I kissed him back again. He placed his hands on my cheeks and he gave me soft, sweet kisses. We smiled to each other.

Then, we heard it. Crash~!

"Ohmigosh!" A crashing sound of glasses filled the air. We looked up. Tracy was standing there. The tray let go off her hands, spilling chunks of broken glasses on the floor. We all look mortified. I felt guilty. I kissed her boyfriend. Dave. The one I love. The one she loves. There's a mock expression on Tracy's face. Jeremy came running to the room.

"What's that all about?" Jeremy asked. Then, he looked at us. Dave and me, sitting very close to each other, on the floor.

Tracy's eyes filled with tears,"My best friend and my boyfriend." She looked at us. Dave, Lizy, Dave, Lizy. "I can't believe this!" Neither did I. I can't believe we did it... on my best friend's house.

"How could you?" She scorned at me. "I trusted you. I thought you were my friend."

Then, she stomped out of the room.

"Tracy, wait!" Dave looked after her but she's already gone.

"Lizy?" Jeremy asked with browse up. He got me off from Dave's embrace.

"Ow," I replied as I felt his strong grip.

Then, he punched Dave on the left cheek. Real hard.

"Jeremy!" I cried out loud. Dave looked back at him with hurt and anger. Dave stood. He was about to give his defense but I said, "Dave, don't!" The two guys looked at me. I looked at them, too, in mock horror. Dave. Jeremy. Jeremy. Dave. I shook my head and I started to walk out of the room. I'm so confused!

How could be a nice day turn out to be not so fun?!