Chapter 12

                                    

                                          
[Thomas]
                          
My strong feelings for Chance gradually develop, they age immensely. Increasing to a point where it becomes incoherent to my mind. Feels like Chance is who I was destined to be with in my life. I've been pondering things around my feelings for Chance mostly through this winter break. It's like I can't escape and have a little space. It haunts me because it's incoherent. I'm struggling to discover my true feelings.
                          
I only did what I did to Chance to prove to myself that Chance really isn't who he was in all of November. To prove he's the smart-ass comic book nerd I fell for. Not some guy wants to get back together because they screwed up and to eventually show me off, so he'll gain a higher reputation. I know deep down inside that, that's not who Chance is. My plan just has to prove it true.
                          
To extricate myself from the incoherent mess my mind urged its way in, Tori stopped by for a visit to keep me distracted. Together, we would usually do stupid nonsense, have random conversations, and be idiotic, childish best friends that we are. It's rather a joy that no one will understand but us. 
                          
Sitting on my bed with my legs crossed, Tori sat across from me imitating my pose. All we do now is simple math. Even though I despise math, it just happened that we got in to it. Eventually, it'll be something random or idiotic afterwards. That's just the way we are when together. Nobody will comprehend our friendship, or even our language for that matter.
                          
"If I have five bottles in my right hand, and six bottles in my left, what do I have?" I ask her.
                          
"A drinking problem?" Tori says, smiling friendly at me. Really, Tori, really?
                          
"No, eleven. I have eleven bottles," I answer.
                          
"That's still a lot. You should look into counselling." She smirked as she reached over to grab her cup of fruit punch and drank a portion of it.
                          
"Really, Tori, really?" Smirking at her.
                          
"We all have problems in our lives, Tommy. Yours happens to be drinking," She says, "I'll help you get through this if you don't want to go to counselling." And the voice she's using sounds sarcastic, but not entirely.
                          
"Yeah, if I ever have a drinking problem, you're not helping," I say. Last time I let Tori help me with something.
                          
"Not my fault you pissed yourself in front of your crush," She says.
                          
"Yes it is!" I raise my voice a bit, "you dragged me to him when I desperately needed to pee!"
                          
I had this crush on this super hot guy. He wasn't very smart, but I liked him because he was cute. Unfortunately, the only parts I disliked about him was the fact he smoked and did drugs, and was also a thief. Nevertheless about those facts, I still liked him. He seemed cool as well as his personality goes. But none other than Tori wanted to help me get with him. Which escalated quite quickly - me peeing myself in front of him. The haunts of laughter from the students and him.
                          
"You should of grown some balls and suck it up," she says. "As a matter of fact, you should have grown a vagina, those things take a pounding," she continues. A chuckle escaped her parted lips.
                          
"You really are something else," I say.
                          
"Thanks," she thanked me, "and we should find you a hotter guy, one who could help you with your drinking problem," she continued.
                          
When will Tori realize that I don't want another guy. Especially not hotter, Chance is the sexiest man alive, for me that is. I want him and only him. The best guy I can probably be with in the entire world. There is only over seven billion people in the world, and only one of him. "I don't want another guy. And I don't have a drinking problem."