Thristy for us

After the awkward moment between Miranda and me in our classroom, I try to keep away from them as much as possible. Even though my attempts are so well-thought-out, I almost run into Wyat. Again in the women's restroom.

Can't a girl here ever go to the bathroom before she runs into that boy? Annoyed, I go to the sink, where I begin to wash my hands. Ignoring the warm big body positioning itself closer to me. I get the feeling of deja vu when I feel his two hands next to me as I turn around, leaning on the sink. "Wyat, why are you here? Miranda's back. She already warned me to let you alone." He looks at me like I'm crazy or Miranda isn't like that at all. His yellow eyes, with those mesmerizing blue speckles, make me weak. Even though my head won't let me forget that I despise this boy, my body does react to him.

I feel him getting closer and closer until I feel his hard chest against me. He is a head taller and since I am not wearing heels today I have to look up. “Wyat please, go,” I say in an unsteady voice. Hoping no one would come in and catch us like this. Then I feel him come closer again, reaching out with his lips to mine, though this time the inevitable happens, we kiss. Our lips are fused together, like our bodies, yearning for each other. It's a feeling that makes me want to never let go of him, to claim him.

Then something happens, flashes. Flashes of moments I don't remember. Flashes of the dreams which showed me the phantom that I now clearly see is Wyat, though my body pronounces the name Varnic, to which Wyat responds with the same look of ignorance I have. Both were out of breath from the kiss or the Flashes we both had of a past we no longer know about.

“Reverse time,” I hear Miranda's voice say in the doorway, which I'm sure Wyat had locked when he came inside. We both look at her, but before I can say anything, everything is dark.

What did just happen, but before I can think about it further, all the thoughts are gone? Everything is gone, only a girl, Ellen remains in my mind and a man I despise Wyat remains. My contempt is even greater than it was before, which seemed strange to me, but how can someone get into my head and change things, I think with a smile. Later when I come out of my thoughts, I lie in my bed in ignorance, about how I got here. The last thing I knew was that I still was in class, and then everything went black.

With my mind far away, I walk to the bathroom, where Ellen is just coming out. “Everything okay, you look pale?” She asks me, to which I nod and step into the shower as soon as I close the door. My clothes are on the floor in a pile, and my head is all over the place. I try to reflect on what has happened to me, but nothing comes up. I shake all of my thoughts and let the water fall over me.

Later, I hear a knock on the door from someone else who wants in the bathroom. I turn off the faucet, dry off, and get ready to go to school. In the hallways, I walk past Colten, who gives me a seductive smile. Wyat who stood next to Colten looked at me like he could strangle me. Wyat hates the thought of Colten and me. Even though he has nothing to say about it, it almost feels like I want him to be even more angry with me.

Which makes me step up to Colten and whisper something in his ear, “Tonight?” He immediately understands my question and smiles at me as we continue to the classroom, with a grumpy Wyat behind us. He had heard us make plans for tonight, which made him look like he was consumed by hatred for me.

Inside the class, he takes a single glance at me before he sits down next to his girlfriend. Colten had class further down the hall, so he had nothing to destroy for me here, to make my life a living hell every day. Why can't he have some boys around me? He has Miranda, why disturbing me?

Miranda looks behind her straight at the point where Wyat looked before he seated, straight at me. With a look that could almost kill she looked at me, so I wasn't safe in my own room, that's what she made me feel. We are from now sworn enemies, though I can't remember why it's so important for her to keep Wyat away from me. Why can't he just let me alone and just ignore me like he did in the beginning?

That night I had met up with Colten who was already there, with of course Wyat by his side. It seems like they are glued together. I know they are roommates, but come on. As I approach them, I immediately see Wyat's gaze go from cheerful to annoyed.

“Hello, Colten,” I say as I put my hand on his arm. Which is already risky for me. Normally I'm more shy, or at least I was. “Hello Avery, fancy a drink?” He asks. Not much later we walk to the kitchen, where Wyat leaves us to go to Miranda, who is at the other end of the kitchen. Their gazes cross ours, but I ignore them and stay focused on Colten. He hands me a red cup that is well-filled with a yellow liquid that I recognize as beer. Normally I'm not much of a beer drinker, though who cares? It's time for me to try new things more. Me being a creature of habit, going bold now, is already quite something.

As I take my first sip, I feel the bitter drink go down my throat, causing Colten to take over from me and knock it back in one gulp. We both laugh as he hands over the red cup in his hand. “I felt you were more of a cocktail girl,” he says with a laugh as he hands me another cup. It felt more than a test, which I passed. On the dance floor, after a few drinks, we dance separately.

It feels great to be with Colten. He forces me for nothing and makes me laugh when we don't know what to say. Then I hear a slower song come on, where Colten suddenly grabs me, and we spin around laughing like two loose teenagers. With a smile, I dance with him, until his lips touch mine and a force knocks me over.

Startled, I look around the room, searching for an explanation for the force that pushed me away. No one seems to have seen it when Colten lifts me and gives a sneaky look to Wyat. Why, I don't know, but those two have more secrets than I'd like to know.