(Second part of my fanfiction. Again, I hope you enjoy! Review, review, review!)
Piz and I were official. We had been for a few months, but he was…Piz. I loved him. I really did. I loved him like…a best guy friend. He wasn't like Duncan, or Logan. But what was I supposed to do? Break up with him? I couldn't. I still loved him, and I didn't want to hurt him. I couldn't figure it out. What had made me feel so different towards him?
"I'll have a Caesar Salad, wheat roll, and a small pepsi." I said to the cashier. She nodded and punched in the numbers.
"That'll be. $8.75." She replied. I paid her and waited for my tray. I grabbed it scanned the lunch room for Piz. He waved at me from a table with an empty seat. I sat down and Piz started talking to me about his classes. I nodded every now and then as I became increasingly bored with the conversation. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted Logan. He was looking in my direction…
"Veronica!" Piz said loudly. I snapped back to attention.
"I'm sorry, I'm just tired." He smiled, nodding his acceptance and understanding. Logan ordered his food and exited the cafeteria again.
"Atleast you're not leading him on or anything…" Wallace said reassuringly. "But can we stop the ridiculous girl talk? I happen to be a sophomore in college. Who's studying engineering and is on the basketball team." He smiled.
"I guess so, but one day you'll appreciate the practice." I replied, pushing Wallace playfully. He pushed me back, laughing.
"I'm back! With Chinese food." Piz announced, entering his and Wallace's dorm room.
"Awesome." Wallace said, grabbing a pint of fried rice for himself. I smiled while watching them. Boys will be boys.
"So if your perp has captured an officer and is holding a gun to them, but isn't shooting, what can you possibly conclude?" Mr. Claris asked. I raised my hand promptly.
"Veronica?"
"The perp probably is afraid, and will not shoot unless pushed to the edge. But it is most likely possible to talk the perp down from his anxiety." I replied promptly.
"Good." Mr. Claris said, smiling. "Your homework is due Monday. Be safe this weekend." I left the classroom, and a crisp breeze greeted me.
"Cold?" Logan asked me, coming up from behind me.
"No. It's just under 70 degrees. It just takes time to get used to. Not that I like it or anything." Logan nodded.
"Hey, there's Piz." He stopped abruptly, and turned the other way.
'Party Tonight 9:30 Neptune Grand-my room'
Logan texted me. I was in Piz's and Wallace's room at the time.
"You guys want to go?" I asked.
"Sure." They replied simultaneously.
"I'll invite Cassandra. She is smokin'!" Wallace exclaimed. Him and Piz talked among themselves about Cassandra.
"Ahem?" I tested the water carefully.
"Oh." Wallace said. "So how about those starving children in third world countries?"
"Good save, Wallace. Good save." Piz said, shaking his head sadly.
