I went to the parking lot where I found Tristen seated on the front hood of his car, boredly scrolling through his phone.
I decided to sneak at him.I was shocked to find out that he did not notice me at all seeming so into what he was looking at.
He then looked angry, cold and distant. The next few seconds, he gripped his phone tightly with anger and fury wanting to destroy it.
I stood beside him and touched his shoulder . He jolted awake seeming to be surprised then return to his normal cold expression.
" Is there someone making a hard time for you?" I asked menacingly. His expression changed from shock then a smile formed on his lips.
" Forget it!" He said then pinched my nose like a little girl
I stared at him for a few moments,as if I wanted to tell him something but then changed my mind and sat beside him.
" So Tristen...your fan girls followed me," I said then smiled. Tristen turned to look at me with a small smile on his lips trying to read my mind by seeing my expressions on my face .
I followed suit.
"So what did you do?" He asked mischievously and curiously.
"Don't you want to know what they said?" I asked him while staring at him trying to read his almost unreadable expressions.
"That.... I don't care! All I care about is what you said and did!" He replied while walking close to me. With a faint smile, he removed some strands of hair that were on my face.
I then realized that I could not read his expressions because he had already built walls and as days move on, in this fast rate, more walls will keep on being built. I sighed.
"Trisen! You finally smiled!" A familiar annoying voice screamed from the entrance of the main block. We both, annoyedly, turned to the source of the voice.
Tony, Zion, Cain and the rest of the basketball team arrived Infront of us and breathed heavily as if they nearly drowned in water.
I i then thought frustratedly what they had in plan for me because since I arrived, it always end with commotion.
Surprisingly, they all knelt down with one leg while the other, was bent as if wanting to propose. They then stared at me with determined expressions full of resolution.
Tristen groaned annoyedly, and moved his hands through his hair with frustration. I was too shocked and confused to say anything.
"Tressy....?" Tony drifted off asking for my surname.