Bianca's POV
I skip a day of school to avoid Adam, but lo and behold he's standing right in front of me. At my house. While I'm wearing pajamas. Seriously, what is he doing here? In no mood to talk to the guy that rejected me last night, I slam the door. Screw you, Adam.
I hardly take two steps back to my bedroom before I hear loud knocking. Doesn't he know what it means when a girl slams the door in your face?
I turn around and open the door again, "What do you want, Adam?" I say harshly.
"Are you sick?" He asks concerned. Well that was random. Do I look sick? Is that what he's trying to tell me?
"No," I say like it was a stupid question to begin with.
"Then why aren't you at school?" He questions. Why does he think this is any of his business?
"I don't have my car and Drew couldn't take me to school because of morning practice, so I decided to take a mental health day," I reply quickly, not wanting Adam to take up anymore of my time then he already has.
"Oh, you could have texted me for a ride" he says back. You're the last person I would want to ask for help.
"Are we done here?" I ask, already starting to shut the door.
"Wait!" He shouts, sticking his hand between the door and the frame.
"What?" I say annoyed that he's still bothering me.
"Uh, I can take you to school now, if you want," he offers.
"Adam, can't you tell when you're not wanted? Just leave," I say adamantly, shutting the door for good this time. I almost expect to hear another knock, but a minute passes and nothing. I look out the window and don't see his car, he must've taken my advice and left. Well good, I didn't want him here.
How dare he show up here and pretend to be all concerned about me. What was he trying to pull? He made it clear last night that he didn't give a damn about me. He makes me so crazy, I can't stand it! Calm down, Bianca. Don't give the guy the satisfaction of your time or thoughts. He is none of your concern. I relax and push all thoughts of Adam out of my mind.
I get comfy on the couch and turn on a pre-recorded episode of The Bachelor. It's my guilty pleasure. I happen to be a closet romantic.
I end up falling asleep on the couch only to wake up to another knock on my door. I glance at the clock, its 12:12 in the afternoon. Who the hell is on my front porch? I rub the sleep out of my eyes and go to answer the door, still in my pajamas. I guess I'm not getting dressed today.
I'm not entirely surprised to see Adam standing there, again, "What now?" I ask just as harsh as I was this morning.
"I brought you lunch," he says holding up a to-go bag from The Dot. Okay, that was kind of sweet of him. Plus, I haven't eaten all day and I love food from The Dot. No Bianca! Adam doesn't get to worm his way back in just because he made a nice gesture, probably his attempt at a peace offering.
"No thanks, I ate," I lie, starting to shut the door on him for the third time today.
"Wait Bee," he says stopping me from shutting the door again, "Can we talk?"
"Nothing to talk about," I fire back, "Now move so I can shut the door," I order.
"At least take the food," he says handing me the bag.
"Fine," I say grabbing the bag and shutting the door, again!
"Wait!" He says for the billionth time today. I'm done waiting Adam. No more waiting for you to figure out your feelings, or make a move, or sweep me off my feet. No more waiting for you to realize that I might be the girl for you.
"What do you want from me, Adam?" I ask. This boy can't take a hint.
He pauses for a moment, "I don't know," is all he manages to say. That's what I thought. He has nothing to say to me and I have nothing to say to him.
"Exactly," I respond by shutting the door in his face for hopefully the last time today.
I look out the window to watch him climb into his car and drive off. Starting now, I can officially enjoy an Adam free day. I'll start by digging into this delicious food.
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Adam's POV
Bianca's words, "What do you want from me?" are still echoing in my head. What do I want? I need to figure that out and soon.
I pull into school and see Eli and Clare sitting outside on a bench. I grab my backpack from the back seat and walk over to them.
"Hey where have you been?" Eli asks. After our little talk this morning, I doubt I should tell him the truth.
"I had to run home and grab some homework," I respond casually. I know I shouldn't lie to my best friends, but it's either lie or be given a lecture. And since they used up their one lecture a week by scolding me yesterday, lying was the only option. I sit down on the opposite side of Clare and Eli, "Hey Clare, about yesterday," I say changing the subject, "I'm sorry I overreacted, I know you're just looking out for me."
She seems to accept my apology, "That's okay Adam, its water under the bridge."
That was easy. I fixed my friendship problems with Clare, I can do the same with Bianca, right? I mean technically we weren't friends to begin with, but maybe I want to be her friend. Maybe that's the best way to figure things out, by befriending her. I know I want to look out for her and be there for her, and that's what a friend does? Right? Yeah, that sounds about right. So it's decided, I'll be Bianca's friend. How hard could that be? Well sort of difficult, considering what happened yesterday and the fact that she's not really talking to me right now. It might be an uphill battle, but she's worth the fight.
Deep in thought, I don't notice Blair take a seat next to me. It's the strange looks on Eli and Clare's faces that make me look at the person sitting next to me, "Hey Blair," I say with surprise in my voice.
"Hey babe," Blair says back while kissing me on the cheek and scooting closer. What is she doing? I'm getting the eerie feeling that she's a clinger. Eli and Clare look surprised when she calls me babe.
"Blair, this is Eli," I say nodding toward him, "and Clare," I say nodding toward her. I don't know if I'm doing it on purpose or subconsciously, but I find myself leaning away from Blair without even realizing it.
"Hi are you guys Adam's friends? That's so cool. I really wanted to meet his friends," she says as if I'm introducing her to the family or something.
"Uh are you Adam's girlfriend?" Clare asks, clearly confused with the situation.
"No," I answer for Blair. I don't want to lead this girl on, especially if she's acting this way after one date, which wasn't even a date. I see a hurt look on Blair's face which shouldn't bother me, but it makes me feel a little bad, "Uh, I mean we're friends," I say trying to salvage the already bad situation.
"We're a little more than friends," she flirtatiously says to me, extending her neck to show the hickey I gave her last night.
"It was just a dare, Blair," I say as if that justifies everything.
"You weren't complaining last night," she whispers in my ear, resting her hand on my thigh.
Remembering that Eli and Clare are right across the table, I redirect the conversation toward them, "Hey Eli, you had that thing you needed my help with right?" I ask, hoping he can get me away from Blair.
"What thing?" He asks, not understanding to play along. I kick him under the table and he catches on, "Oh! The thing! Right. Yeah let's go so you can help me with that thing," he says not very smoothly.
Clare shoots us a glare that says "don't leave me here with her," but Eli doesn't see it and I just shrug in reply. Clare's going to have to be a team player right now and take the bullet for me.
"Bye babe," Blair says to me. She must be dense if she didn't notice that whole thing was my attempt at getting away from her.
I give her a weird look for calling me babe and say, "Catch you later, Clare. Bye Blair," while emphasizing the bye part. Eli kisses Claire on the cheek before getting up from the table.
"What was that about?" Eli questions once we're out of earshot.
"You saw how clingy she was being," I answer.
"Yeah because she likes you," he says like it's a no brainer.
"But I don't like her," I retort.
"What? Yesterday you seemed to be into her," Eli says.
"I don't know what's changed since last night, but Blair just doesn't do it for me," I say.
"Does this have anything to do with Bianca?" Eli questions. It's a fair question. Yesterday I was all over the idea of hooking up with Blair, but now I want nothing to do with her. And the only thing that's happened since yesterday was the closet ordeal.
"Maybe, I'm not sure," I say honestly. If I need advice, which I definitely do, than I have to be truthful with Eli.
"I thought you said you didn't like her," he says referring to our conversation this morning. To be clear, I never said that. Eli said it and I didn't disagree with him.
"I don't know, the closet thing changed everything," I say.
"Do you want to date Bianca?" Eli asks. I don't even know if dating her would be possible. Dating her would mean ruining my relationship with Drew, which would really suck. Even though I don't always get along with my brother, I love him to death and I would do anything for him. To deliberately hurt him like this would be unforgivable.
After thinking for a moment I say, "No. I just want to be friends." It sounds lame, but it's true.
"Then be her friend," Eli says, acting like it's a simple solution.
"I don't know how. She's not exactly talking to me right now," I say with an undertone of sadness. I wish she was talking to me, I already miss her.
"Why? What'd you do?" Eli asks.
"Nothing that I can think of. But when I saw her today she literally slammed the door in my face, twice," I say recalling the two visits to her house earlier today.
"When did you see her?" Eli asks, knowing she wasn't in our first period today. Shit, looks like I just got caught in a lie. I can practically see the guilty look on my face. "Is that where you really were today?" He questions.
"Yeah. I thought she might be sick so I wanted to check up on her," I say casually. Eli has a baffled look on his face. "What?" I ask innocently, "I'd do the same for you," I say trying to play this whole thing off as no big deal.
"I doubt that," he says back.
"Anyways, that's not the point. Point is, she's not talking to me," I say hoping to get some golden advice from Eli.
"Maybe try doing something nice for her," Eli suggests.
"I already did. It didn't work," I say.
"What'd you do?" He asks.
"I brought her lunch today," I reply.
"Then do something even nicer, show her you're willing to put in a little effort. I mean, don't make any grand gestures. Just do something nice and friendly so she knows where you stand," Eli advises.
"Okay. I can do that," I say confidently. In fact, I already know what I'll do for her. It's nothing huge, but it's helpful and requires a little effort on my part. I think she'll appreciate it.
A/N: Review please! It helps a lot!