Chapter 2
The Only Exception
Next day. I was trying to act normal and hope Chris had forgotten about the coffee spilling thing. I performed my various tasks with a smile on my face as if nothing ever happened. That's the only way it'll go away right? Wrong.
"Hey, intern." said one of the Amazon members..Heather I think. "I'd ask for a coffee, but I don't want to emberass you again in front of your boyfriend." she teased. "So just get me an iced tea."
I rolled my eyes. "Coming right up." It was all I could do. I could've told her to grow some manners before talking to me or that Chris is NOT my boyfriend, but I did what I was supposed to do. I got her the freaking iced tea and hoped she had the decency to thank me. "Here you go." I say.
"Thank you." she said. Wow. I wasn't expecting that. "And sorry about yesterday." Another thing I wasn't expecting. "But then again, it's not my fault that Cody's screams caused you to clumsily throw coffee in the air." Yeah. That was more like it.
So basically, the team got Heather to leave me alone, only by bickering amongst themselves, and I manage to get through the first half of the day without even seeing Chris. I took my lunch break (yeah, we have a lunch break, I was shocked too) and luckily nobody else was. We normally all ate lunch together, but I didn't feel like having them tease me even more.
I pop in my iPod headphones and get myself a sandwhich. While I eat, alone in the room, I try to sketch but can't find myself to move the pencil. My mind is still stuck on a certain someone..the only exception. Maybe I knew somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts..I had a tight grip on reality but I couldn't let go of what was right in front of me. Why did I keep thinking about it when I was trying to keep it out of my head? I mean, up until then I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness because none of it was ever worth the risk...
Anyway, I shake the thoughts out of my head, for the time being anyway, finish my sandwhich, and get back to work. I spent the rest of the day, still acting like it had never happened, still somehow managing to avoid Chris. Where was he this whole day? He usually came a couple times a day to check if we aren't slacking off or something..
I ran into Billy while giving Courtney a shoulder massage (yeah, don't ask) and asked him about it. "Hey, Billy, have you seen Chris at all today?"
"Still obsessed with him, I see." he teased.
"Ugh, shut up." I said, smiling to tell him I knew it was a joke. "Seriously though, have you seen him? I usually catch him a couple times a day but I haven't seen him at all."
"None of us have seen him either." said Billy. "He's probably in his room thinking of new ways to torture us or the contestants."
"Right.." I said. Why was I so upset I hadn't seen him when I've been avoiding him all day?
Well, whatever. After almost a whole day of succesfullt avoiding Chris and utter emberassment...of course, I end up bumping into him. Literally. It was better than spilling coffee on him, though.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I said. Was that all I've ever said to him?
"No, it's cool." he said, about to leave.
"Wait!" I said suddenly feeling a bit of courage. "I'm..sorry again about spilling the coffee..I hope I didn't ruin your shirt."
"Well, it WAS dry-clean only, and left a horrible stain but..yknow. It's not the only shirt I have."
"Right.." He just had to point of the things that made me feel worse. "Well, I'll go back to work." I said. And I did. And he didn't say anything.
And that was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love if it does not exist.