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Chapter 8: You are my kind version of trouble

Chapter Summary: He was confused and he was making it complicated.

'He's there in the dark
He's there in my heart
He waits in the wings
He's gotta play a part...

So don't be alarmed
If he takes you by the arm
I won't let him win
But I'm a sucker for his charm
Trouble is a friend
Yeah
Trouble is a friend of mine...'

~ Trouble is a friend - Lenka ~

Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t it all! I cursed a thousand times that Wednesday afternoon. I wanted to kick something. Punched something... or someone if I was allowed to. I wanted to let all of my frustrations to go that moment. I even glared at whoever was staring at me curiously. I didn't know what had gotten into me.

I touched Double Dork!

The Double Dork. I was up for it... to tease him a little. His expression when he saw me kissing Nazz or Nazz kissing me... or whatever, was quite interesting. Part of me wanted to see more of it and part of me wanted to explain something to him. That was why I confronted him after our last class today.

But would I want to confront him? I felt that somehow, I didn't want him seeing us kissing. I also felt anyone could but him. But when I saw his face... arghhhh! I stopped short and punched a nearby wall. A student who was just passing by flinched and scurried away as fast as he could when I did that.

I caught my breath and inhaled deeply, trying to calm myself down. I got what I wanted when I cornered him in that room. His reaction was priceless. His face was bright red. He was speechless. He was stiffed, stunned... petrified even. His lips were slightly agape and it made me wonder what they would taste like if I...

My cheeks felt hot as I covered my mouth with my hand. I couldn't fathom the thought as my eyes dilated. What was I thinking? Was I really thinking of Double Dork that way? True, I had been noticing him ever since but I didn't pay attention to him this much.

What could have changed now?

"Calm down Kevin," I whispered to myself as I shook my head, "You need a distraction, not like Nazz could help." I said to myself. I needed to calm down and there was only one place to do that.

xxx

The field was already occupied when I entered it. Our coach was already guiding them for the training and I sighed at Nat's flirtatious display on the field, making every lively except for Rave, his source of flirting. I approached our coach and greeted him.

"It's unusual for you be late, Mr. Barr." The coach said, his eyes never left the players. Chad stole the ball from Nat, ignoring his funny stuffs.

"I apologize, sir. There's something I needed to take care of." I explained. I frowned at Nat's behavior who was not wooing Rave on the field. It was a total out of place now.

"You better not let your personal problems in the game. You are the captain," The coach looked at me for a while before he returned his gaze to the players, especially to Nat and Rave, "You need to discipline them."

"Got it!"

"Go get change while my sanity is still intact."

I simply nodded and made my way to our locker room. I did a quick change and went out to the field. I immediately spotted Nat who was still flirting with Rave. The latter was so close of leaving the field if it wasn't me approaching them.

"Pumpk-"

I smacked my hand to his annoying face and said, "30 laps around the field and don't you dare stop!"

Nat was taken aback at my orders and looked at me, "What! Oh, come on, dear Kevin-"

"Now!" I interrupted firmly. The teal-haired boy was still complaining but did what was being told. I sighed and looked at Rave who felt relieved at the sudden escape.

"Thank you." He meekly said and I patted his shoulder. He went and did his own warm up, which was away from the others. I noticed that he seemed to avoid Chad and his friends especially when he was by himself. I didn't want to think but I had this instinct that something was amiss.

Was there something I wasn't aware about?

I didn't like the fact that my teammates were hiding something from me. If I'd see a chance, even it was a little chance, I would not hesitate to confront it. Sighing, I turned to everyone and clapped my hands together.

"Time to get serious! Go back to practice!"

xxx

We practiced until we were worn out. As usual, Chad and I were best rivals but I always outsmarted him most of the time. No wonder the coach appointed me to be the Quarterback. The strongest of all. Chad accepted that but somehow, I couldn't get the feeling that he was upset about the result.

He couldn't do anything about it. Being the leader of the team, I had the power to end the practice anytime and I ended it at that time. I quickly made my way to my own locker and immediately took a shower.

People would say that it wasn't good to take a shower when you were exhausted but I didn't give it a damn. Who would prefer to remain stinky after the messy practice? I could even imagine some nerd would be scolding me if I would be seen doing this kind of thing.

I cursed once again when I thought of him. Why would he suddenly appear in my mind? This was getting out of hand. I turned the faucet at full speed hoping that my memories of some nerd would go away.

I left the shower after that and wanted to go home that fast. I quickly grabbed my things and went out of the locker room. Since I immediately said our goodbyes to our coach, there was no reason to stay there anymore.

"Hey, Sweet petunia, wait for me!"

Nat kept calling me endearments so I kept ignoring him. I quickened my pace to get away from him but to no avail until I was fed up and retorted, "If you have any death wishes, so better say them now before I kill you!" I lunged at him and held him to his neck.

"Just-kidding-let-go!" Nat said winking one eye cringingly, "can't-breath!"

I gripped him, vice grip style for a few more seconds before letting him go. Nat sometimes would get into my nerves. I would feel glad if one day his life would end up into my hands. I was not certain whether I would look forward to it or not.

Nat tried to catch up his breath as he looked at me, "Geez, can't take a little joke!"

"You are always joking Nat," I glared at him, "When will you behave seriously?"

"Not until you behave seriously."

"What?"

"You are acting differently these days, Captain Hook."

I walked closer to him, "I told you to stop calling me-"

"You keep thinking of your adorkable dork!"

I was caught off guard when he said those words. I must have looked like attacking him once again because he took a step back and covered his face with his hands for defence.

"I am not kidding-" He initiated, "I am serious this time."

"Stop making such nonsense or I'll beat you to a pulp!" I gritted my teeth as I tried to process what he was saying.

Nat for the first time looked at me... seriously, "I maybe funny and annoying to everyone but my mechanoreception is not fooling me how strong your interests are."

"What?"

"I mean I can sense what you feel when you look at him," Nat rolled his eyes, "Double Dork thingy."

"That can't be possible!" I denied the fact almost to myself. The teal-haired guy approached me and tapped my shoulder.

"Don't worry, my dear buddy. I know such expressions when I see one," He then placed his other hand to his chin and mumbled, "Maybe I should get more vocabulary tips from the adorable dork. I could get used to it," Then a thought came to him as he grinned at the same time, "I might have a chance to grab his butt if that happens."

Hearing that made me growl at him. He immediately distanced himself from me and ran away from me.

"Come on dear Kevin. Stop being jealous. He's all yours." He teased as he grinned.

I wanted to chase him to get what he deserved but his words were actually confusing me. Nat disappeared from a corner leaving me alone in the area.

Damn.

Was I bewitched without realizing it? All I could think was him, distracting me and it was not healthy at all. I could sense trouble... in my mind and in my heart. I wanted to punch something. I should have punched Nat when he was still around. He was the one who planted this idea in my mind anyway.

I dashed out from the school campus and ran all the way back to Cul-de-sac. I could get another shower at home to ease my mind... maybe longer this time.

xxx

I yawned really big as I walked down the payment and on my way to school. Last night was not a great one for me. Despite me spending a lot of time in the shower didn't help me calm down. It became worse as I went to bed and called it a night.

I didn't have a decent sleep thinking of some nerd and what I did to him. And the hell with it, I was also thinking what Nat said.

As I entered the school gate, I saw the object of my thoughts entering the school building. I didn't see him after our practice yesterday. I bet that he spent his hours in the library reading or guarding or something. I followed the nerd in the school building for we had the same class that morning. He went straight to his locker and grabbed his things. I watched him for a few seconds before I decided to approach him.

"Hey, Dork!"

He flinched at the sound of my voice. The nerd quickly closed his locker and replied, "Salutations, Kevin!"

"I didn't see you after practice yesterday. Why is that?" I asked before I could even stop myself. His presence was not actually noticeable so why was I noticing him now?

"I went home yesterday."

"What?" His words did surprise me there. The nerd would never abandon his task, let alone library works.

"Something unexpected came up so I went home. "

"Yeah, right..." I muttered. I knew that he was lying. He couldn't look at me in the eye. And what was that? He was damn blushing even it was just a little. He was already cute with the slight blush. What more if he blushed a deep shade of red...

"Well, I need to go now. See you later." With that he scurried away. I never had the time to stop him. The nerd had long legs, much to my amusement. He did not even look at me. Not even one glance. He was just here a few minutes ago... with me.

That was really quick.

That Nerd. He was avoiding me.

xxx

Friday came and worse than yesterday. It was authentic. The Dork was avoiding me as possible as he could. This was actually the second day he was avoiding me. I needed to observe him since yesterday. He kept saying his alibis this and his alibis that. If I didn't know why, I would be pissed. There were options why he was avoiding me. First, I was his and his friend's bully. It was natural that he would stay away from me but the Dorks had never done that so why would he start now? The second was obvious. I teased him, touched him and almost kissed him.

Yeah, I tried doing that but I was able to hold myself back. That was the more possible reason why he was avoiding me. The dweeb would never let anything I did to get the best of him but he was showing a different behaviour now.

Maybe I had gone too far.

I shook my head and made a decision. This had to stop. Looking at my wrist watch, there was still time before he finished his shift in the library. My practice was over and I took this time to brood things over. I started walking on my way to the library.

"Kevin, wait up!"

I stopped on my tracks and turned around to see a familiar blonde girl running to my direction, "Hey, Nazz. What's up? I hope it's something good."

"Wow, Kev. Everytime you see me, you think that I am up to no good." She said as she was in front of me.

"You cannot blame me for that." I grinned at her leaning closer, wiggling my eyebrows at her.

"Well, anyway, do you have anything to do on Sunday night?"

I thought for a while before answering her, "This is not something like a trap, is it?"

Nazz punched me comically on my shoulder, "No, silly. I am asking you out, to hang out."

"Just the two of us?"

"Just the two of us."

I grinned at her and gave her a thumbs up, "It's a date."

Nazz was about to say something but my attention was already caught a black beanie walking down the corner at the opposite corridor.

"Well, I gotta go Nazz, see you on Sunday." I made a dash to that direction. Nazz called out to me but I ignored her. Being a sporty player, I was able to reach the Dweeb just before he left the school campus.

"Double Dweeb!" I called him just to get his attention.

He flinched and it was making me irritated. The nerd stopped walking and turned around, "Greetings, Kevin. How may I help you?"

"Seriously, do you have to speak formal all the time?"

"My friends are used of me with formalities so I don't see why you are not." He said turning sideways from me.

"You consider me a friend," I said that as a statement, "That's what you mean, is it not?"

"Perhaps..." He stopped midway. I could see from the corner of his eye that he wanted to say more but he thought better of it, "I should go. See you later then." He turned away from me again but I anticipated his action.

"Wait a minute!" I grabbed his wrist and forced him to look at me. And damn. He was still blushing, "Why are you in a hurry-and don't tell me about homework. We all have the damn weekend to do that." I said before he could protest.

"I just want to go home." The nerd answered after a few seconds of thinking. He averted his eyes once again and it made me so pissed.

"Why aren't you looking straight at me then? You are avoiding me too." I asked tugging his wrist closer to me and gripped it a little. That action I made forced him to look at me.

"You are hurting me, Kevin," He frowned but blush was still present from his face, "And what makes you think that I am avoiding you?"

"Are you not?" That was my cue to introduce the real problem, "This is about me teasing you the other day, isn't it?" I knew I was right. His eyes widened and his face turned red even deeper. I found myself smirking hoping that I could break the ice between us, "Relax, I was only kidding."

His expression sudden changed. From shocked, to being flabbergasted, and then frowned. He shook his wrist from mine which made me surprise. He became different when he started to speak, "It is beyond my comprehension of jokes Kevin. I didn't even remember laughing about it."

His changed of tone in his voice kind of offended me, "Is that an insult?"

"I am only stating the fact. There are always time for jokes. I only wish that you put them in to place."

"You don't need to pay attention to it like it's a big deal, okay," I said trying not to lose my temper. I hated to admit it but he was right after all. I guessed I owed him an apology, "I am sorry if I did that. I guess, you seem the kind version of my own trouble," I massaged the back of my neck, my way of avoiding his eyes, "There! Satisfied?"

The Dork studied my expression. I knew I acted pathetic in front of him but I couldn't care less now. Being the forgiving one, he considered this, "Very well then. Just... just don't do it again."

"I can't promise that though." I whispered to myself but he heard me unfortunately.

"Listen here, mister! If you are not serious about apologizing to me, you should not have attempted in the first place," He said surprisingly, "No more. Elvis has left the building."

He walked away leaving me more curious about his words. I followed him and walked beside him, "I am serious. I am sorry, okay," He only ducked his head lower. Man, this guy blushed a lot, "And who's Elvis?"

"Oh my goodness, Kevin!" He gripped his books really hard, "I think it's about time for you to learn some expressions." He reminded me and quickly walked-ran this time. And this time I didn't follow him.

I frowned at the conclusion of our conversation. I didn't exactly accomplish what I wanted. Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t you, Kevin! So much for clearance. I cursed myself mentally. I ended up with one conclusion.

I didn't solve anything between the dork and me.

Done! How was it? Sorry if my characters are being Ooc. When my own feelings are overwhelmed, I just couldn't stop them. That is my inner problem. Gomen gomen.

I still wish that I can hear from you. I need motivation here. So far, I have ideas but not words. Help me please. One word will be enough for me. Thank you very much.

I don't own the song. Definitely not.

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