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•10:00 a.m•

∆ Adalyn's p.o.v ∆

I could tell by the way Margot squinted her eyes that something was up and I had an eery feeling it was not the most joyful thoughts. I asked what was up with a convincing tone that should make her realize that I had noticed her not so happy face. She simply looked at me with a frown look that read 'I don't see what you are talking about' and just like that, it is almost as if lighting struck her and she quickly flashed one of her signature dimpled smile and dismissed my statement.

I shook the thought out of my head when she continued to list reasons on why a divorce can be beneficial. Most of them were reasonable and made sense but I was still stuck to the denial stage which consisted on remaining calm with a deadly silence. At least this is how my father describes my attitude.

Not noticing that it seemed like I gave the cold shoulder to most people was not the issue. The real one was my father always reminding me about it. I have learned that it can sometimes be helpful even though it is not intentional.

"Your silence will not work on me." Margot stated firmly

"Perhaps but let me say that my silence forms part of me on a regular basis so get used to it." I shrugged

I tend to compare our character traits and how we are the polar opposite of each other. Margot tends to take things more seriously than intended and believes that communication is the key while on the other hand I tend to be the character in the background that no one notices due to the lack of talking which never bothers me personally but since I met Margot, I sometimes feel the urge to get out of my shell and genuinely have a normal conversation.

I remember taking classes about communication skills more in depth than the average teenager. Let's just say the assertion 'Practice makes perfect' is not entirely false. I had all the keys to a successful chit chat. From the eye contact to the body language. Trust me, when I first 'practiced' it was not as triumphant as I imagined. Tell me to write a detailed essay of an exagerrated amount of words and i'll obey with no strings attached but coming face to face with the situation somehow freezes my whole being. I am unable to pronounce a single syllable or even look directly into their eyes and if I did there would just be an unbearable awkward silence.

The silence treatment was never a serious matter to me. I could spend approximately a week being abstinent to have a conversation. It was actually a relief when a sore throat hit me like a truck. I could have an excuse and a slight illness to blame for my non-existent human interactions. 

Some people complain about having a small friend circle while I sit and watch with amazement to how people feel needy to have a growing amount of friends. I've stuck to a maximum of two friends during my whole existence but this is better than nothing. Their names are Amber and Isaac, they were already besties and I guess wanted to get to know me and I guess now with Margot it makes three. 

Amber is not your typical friend. With her dark skin which she inherited from her African father and Italian mother and olive eyes she could be a model but her attitude is the interesting part and Isaac seemed to notice that. In fact, they both look at each other a way friends don't look at each other. Perhaps something more and I understood that pretty quickly. Isaac may seem intimidating with his 6-foot figure, defined face structures, pale yet gorgeous skin tone and dark brown eyes but he looses all common sense when he is around Amber.

Issac shuddering and being unable to stop the redness to explode around his cheeks which show even more due to his irealistic pale skin; yes irealistic, it straight up looks like how you would imagine a cliche vampire's skin color is the funniest situation on earth. Amber usually keeps her composure but it doesn't stop the heat to always creep up her neck. As a matter of fact, I feel like I am watching a cliche rom-com movie when I am around these two dorks. 

Eventually after several confessions and me 'accidentally' spilling a bit too much information which I will detail later on not due to embarrassment but more due to stop myself from laughing for no reason, they ended up all lovey dovey which caused me to gag at any given moment. And even with their current situation, they astonishingly mannaged to never put me apart and always include me in weird conversations and escapades. 

Rethink your state of mind if you think you are shy. When my friends first approached me I was an inch close to having a random panic attack over a simple "hello, how are you?" Luckily they managed to make me feel comfortable. 

To this day we still find time to hang out even if they constantly go on with the dissaproval of my marriage.

I will be forever thankful that they showed me that some people are not complete trash and not worth my time. When Isaac announced that he was planning to marry Amber, I almost had a heart attack out of excitement. Yes, me the shy person, was so excited I was about to cry. I was on the verge of it but surprisingly stopped myself from doing that.

 Now that Margot formed part of my teeny tiny friend circle, I knew I could trust her so why not give her the benefit of the doubt and for once forget silence as my response. I listened to her explanation and cut her off.

"And I know this will be a difficult process but with all the---"

"Okay!" I said with a smile

"Are you serious?" She asked surprised

"I'll think about it since after all it's for my own well being."

"I thought you would stay clueless your whole life!" She said before giving me a hug 

Her cinnamon scent sent shivers down my spine. It was so strong, from a certain distance I could smell it faintly but up close it was a cinnamon forest of some kind. As I said polar opposite of me. Her scent is cozy and welcoming and mine is cold; almost minty with a hint of beachy fragrance. We broke the hug and she looked at me with her dimpled smile you can never get rid of. I then told her something that made her eyes open wide.

"Now that you've helped me, what can I do for you? I am sure I can help with anything you want!"

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