With The Lunatics - Chapter 12

Mark’s POV

“Meet me at the tree house later, i have to talk to you” i texted Clay, Jean and Lynn separately after our last subject. I’ve thought about this last night. I should put us together. I won’t let this stupid feelings get in our friendship. We didn’t even ate our lunch together this day. We’re far better off without those damn emotional attachments. I got out of school first. I kinda skipped the last 5 minutes of the last subject to be the first at the tree house.

After several minutes Clay showed up. I smiled at him reminding him that we’re fine. He smiled back and climbed up. “What’s this for?” Clay asked. “I’ll tell later, let’s just wait for others” i replied, my eyes fixed outside. Then Jean showed up. She still look terrible. Then after a minute Lynn climbed up. She’s the most awkward one, then followed by jean, Clay with his oblivious consciousness staring at the girls, which could not look at each other, with an overflowing amount of curiousness. “Okay…we’re all here now” i started. Now i feel awkward with those eyes. Those eyes that shouts why the hell are we doing together as if it’s not right. For a moment my tongue backed off then found mu words again. “This has to stop as soon as possible, so we can still prevent it.” I said. “What are we talking about?” Clay said. Right, clay doesn’t know. Poor kid. “Anyone care to explain to Clay what’s happening?” I asked the girls, which shifted their eyes to somewhere else except my eyes. “Right, thank you” i snapped. Clay must be feeling so dumb right now. “Now keep your ass with you Clay okay? This may be a wee bit of a shock.” I warned him. “Okay” clay said. “Lynn likes jean…” i initiated. And from the moment the words came out of my mouth the girls closed their eyes. Silence ringing in our ears. “Oh” is all that Clay could muster to say. “And…Jean like you” i added. If shock could deal fatal damage to people physically, Clay would’ve been in a comma. The shocked in his face is so evident that if this is not a serious situation, i would laugh my lungs out. She looked at Lynn, then at Jean. “M-me?” He mumbled to himself. And then there was silence.

“Now i have a deal.” I said. They all looked at me. Gosh this is uncomfortable. “Can we all agree to remove those damn feelings to each other? You know i think we’re far better off with those.” I added. They seem too confused. “I agree” jean replied after a while. “And i wanted to say sorry to you Lynn because i was so oblivious about your feelings for me” Jean added looking at Lynn’s eyes with sincerity. Lynn smiled. “It’s alright, also i agree at mark’s suggestion, at least we’ll be able to talk without special feelings for another” Lynn complied. “It’s not easy you know, but i’ll do my best” Lynn aded. Jean smiled back. “And also…since we’ll have to remove this damn attraction with one another” Clay said nervously. “Lynn…i liked you, you know but now that i know your preferences it’ll be much more easier to understand” Clay added. He also smiled at Lynn, who smiled back. “Also jean… I’m sorry too, i didn’t notice your…thing with me, maybe i did but i chose to ignore it. Sorry” Jean tapped her at the shoulders and muttered “It’s fine, you dumb ass, we all know how blind you are” then we all laughed. Finally, we’re starting to be normal again. Without any internal conflicts. Nothing could come against us now. Nothing.

“How about you Mark?” Jean teased. “What about me?” I asked. “You have ‘something’ to say?” Jean smirked. “Oh okay, well to tell you the truth, it’s okay Clay-” i snapped when i looked at him and saw his shame. He doesn’t have to be. “Remember at the party? When me and Clay got out together?” I inquired, then a smile rose from both Lynn and Jean. Those two nosey woman. “We kinda kissed…twice” I smiled awkwardly. Not because i was ashamed, because i don’t know how they’ll react with it. Then into my surprise…they both smiled. “Is that all?” Lynn asked. “Yeah that’s it, just kissed” i replied. “Well i guessed far more than that but at least i’m right to think that something happened between you two that night” Jean said with a teasing voice. “Seconded” Lynn said. “It’s inly because i felt so emotional that night and-” Clay started explaining then Jean sealed her his lips with her palm. “No one needs your explanation Clay, we know you too well” Jean said. “Yuck!” Jean suddenly exclaimed. Putting away her hands from Clay’s mouth. “He licked my palm! Gross” jean said with disgust. We all laughed. “And for the record, i don’t like the taste of your lotion” Clay joked.

We ended up spending the rest of our day at the tree house. Trying things that usually look too sensual for someone to do with another who have feelings for. You know to shake off the tension. We practiced staring at each other’s eyes with blushing. All we did was laugh and joked at one another. I really did a good job at keeping this company together.

Clay’s POV

“See you tomorrow guys!” Lynn shouted from her car window. It’s dark now so it means we have to go home. Besides, it’s friday tomorrow so we’ll be having more fun tomorrow than what we had today. I depart ways from Jean and Mark, we’re kind of an end to end of the village. We bid our goodbye until we see each other in the next 8 hours probably. This is quite a day now. At the very least of it is that i don’t have to think about Jean’s and Mark’s feelings for me now. Looking back at it, I’d never really seen jean so much as my lover. I appreciate her very much, her kind heart behind those spiky words and untuned attitude. Now it became clear to me why she blushes every time she complements me. I thought it’s like some allergic reaction because she always pretended to sneeze of scratch her face so that when we noticed her red face, she’ll have a reason. Quite convincing actually. I felt guilt again. Why am i always liked by a person with out me having a clue, or at least with out me noticing it. Is it because i’m such an idiot? Of course it is because i’m an idiot. I’m such a real pin in someone’s heart. I even kind of given her a false motive. I let her to be too close to me. We sang together at Lynn’s party. We danced together. She lended her hand when i fall down the pool. Oh Zeus, I’m such a git. And now i have nothing to do with, but at least it’s all going to be over. We’ve been working on pointing out when we feel like someone did something that gives wrong motives. Now we’re more open to each other. Kudos to Mark and his wonderful idea. And kudos to us who quickly coped up with the situation.

N E X T M O R N I N G

I woke up at 6:27 without a very dreadful dream. All I dreamt about is a dog doing crazy dances then switched to a potato talking and giving some advices like, “You shall not have too many eyes or people will not buy you at the supermarket” Crazy. Such a funny dream actually. I took a shower. Got dressed up and ate my breakfast. Mom was not home, she’s always early to leave the house to go to work. I noticed a note at the fridge. “I’ll be home late tonight honey, take care I Love You”.

I got inside my first period subject just a couple of minutes before our teacher came. As always, boring. School subjects really should have an upgrade. Their curriculum sucks. They’ll push you to do humiliating things because of what they say ‘experience’ as our background someday. I really don’t get it. Why would you force a student to do things that’s completely out of their passion, or at the very least, interest? It’s disgusting. I stared at the wall clock at the front of our room. 2 minutes…2 minutes have only passed. I groaned. Can someone lick me out of here? Within three hours of slow and irritating torture, Lunch justifies. The bell rang. Finally. An escape to this horrible repetitive subjects. I quickly walked my way to my locker. Of course, the three git are already there. I’m always late. Ami i? Or they’re just always early.

We ate lunch at our favorite spot, the bleachers. We talked about how boring we got from the first subject to third. Lynn said that she literally shouted “boring” at their second subject but all of her classmates laughed so their teacher thought that it’s some kind of prank. Jean stated that she did a 3 well written poem at her third class while mark was asleep the whole period. We all laughed at our own actions. We’re stupid when we’re together. We don’t care about those who stares at us when we’re at ourselves. In the middle of our laughing moments, my phone vibrated and what i’ve read left me in a pure shock.