refuse. I sigh. The tightness in my chest, which I didn’t notice ‘till he left is slowly lifting away. Daniel’s expression was sorry. I shake my head and smile at him, so he knows its okay for me.
Why does he even need my opinion about this? He can have lunch with whoever he wants to. But why do I feel this lump in my throat? As if I don’t approve of him having lunch with that bitch? No, I can’t be jealous. I shake my head for what seemed to be the millionth time that day. I’m not jealous, I tell myself.
“Girl, you jealous?” Riley asked.
“No.” I said, rather abruptly.
“You’re jealous . I can see it your eyes.”
“There’s nothing in my eyes”
Riley sighed. “You can be as defensive as you want. But I know in my heart that you’re jealous. “
“Whatever.” I say as I roll my eyes at him.
At lunch, I don’t talk to Riley. I just sit there and let him do all the talking. I nod with disinterest as he asks me unimportant questions. Blah blah blah he goes. I don’t know why I’m like this, but I feel like he’s exposed me, like an open book. I’ve spent enough time with open people that I know how not to be like them.
After lunch, I realize how stupid I am for ignoring Riley. After all, I’ve considered him as the closest thing I’ve ever had to having a bestfriend. That must mean something, right? So as a peace offering, I ask him about the projects he’s been doing. He replied like nothing ever happened that lunch. I’m not sure he knew I was mad at him, but nevertheless, this should make everything better.
“You need any help?” I ask.
“Nah, I can do this. Plus you’ve got a lot more to do with Daniel .” He says ‘Daniel’ with obvious emphasis. He glances towards Martha and Daniel, in the other corner of the room. She still hasn’t let him go yet. Daniel was staring at me while Martha was gaping all over him. He shrugged and formed a gun with his hand and shot himself with it. Martha laughed annoyingly loud. She doesn’t even notice his looking at me. I had to laugh, Daniel laughs too.
When I look at Riley again, he was smirking at me. He was even singing, ‘Daniel and Rowena sitting in the tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G’. I shook my head and smile. It made me think about kissing Daniel. His lips into mine, my hands brushing his beautiful hair. For a while, I stare at nothing, thinking about it, with my mouth half open. Riley’s singing puts be back to reality. I cover my face when I realize I’ve been blushing.
***
3 weeks later, we finally finished the project. Everyone was happy with the results, especially Mrs. Chang.
After work that day, me and Daniel decide to have a little picnic. Even though it was a little late for that. We bought books from the library and read them together.
It was a happy night for me. Just reading and looking at the stars, talking about our dreams in life. I’ve found out a lot about him in our 3 weeks of working together. I noticed that whenever the questions become too personal, he switches the subject into something else, which I absolutely understand. I don’t blame him for not trusting me. After all, it’s not like we’ve known each other for a long time now.
“The stars are beautiful tonight.” I say.
“They’re always beautiful.” He says, but I get the feeling that he’s not talking about the stars.
He’s staring at me. I shift uncomfortably as I realize this. I didn’t even take the chance to put lipstick today.
“Yeah. I just didn’t notice it ‘till now.”
“I’ve always noticed before.” He tells me, still staring at me.
What do I do? I feel myself panicking, I don’t like being looked at for too long.
“Umm, want to grab pizza?” I ask, trying to change the subject. I turn to him, his bright blue google eyes still staring at me.
“Look I-”
“I’m in love with you Rowena.”
No, this is not
Douglas Preston, Lincoln Child