Leaving The Friendzone

Chapter 7

Elena Sergio.

At long last, the bell rang for lunch. I was super excited, not because I was free from French class but because I was going to get my next catch.

I dressed my hair to the back with my fingers, making sure it was well arranged. My phone, being placed behind my books on the desk, I picked it up to use its camera as my mirror. Looking through it made me see what I look like. Different, elegant, and beautiful. The change was worth it.

I happily hurried to the Cafeteria to get my lunch. I was craving a rice meal but my eyes wanted to see something else. The queue at the waiting table was quite long. The patience in me wasn't going to get me through the line but I had no other options.

With my face all squeezed and my mouth turned up, I joined the queue, the only choice I had. It kept on moving slowly like I was stuck in some kind of human traffic. Some tried to cut through the line because they saw their friends in line but with a glare from me, they knew the right thing to do.

It got to my turn. I picked up my tray from the waiting table where I was going to be served. The chef had me a plate of rice, a bottle of water with an apple. A perfect combination for me. I got myself to my favorite eating table and set myself up.

"You left me in class," Matthews grumbled as he walked towards my table. Before he eventually got to me, I set up my tray, stood up my bottle on the table, and dressed my rice. I did that all the time.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" He said again, hitting my table hard. He was frustrated.

"I wasn't ignoring you for goodness sake," I had to let him know. He caused enough attention already. "Where's your meal?"

"I have a snack in my bag," He rolled his eyes while he said. Unnecessary drama coming from a guy. He sat beside me, unstrapping his bag from his shoulder to get his snack from within. I watched him struggle to find his snack in his bag when something further got my attention.

KJ in a pair of jeans and a white round neck was heading over to my desk with his tray of meals he held up in his hands. I could picture his walk perfectly, it felt like he was in slow motion. His head was set up high and he looked unbothered. As he walked past each table, all heads kept turning to watch him move. Poise and bold, he never minded.

He walked past my table but my gaze changed. With my makeup on and change in dressing sense, he didn't even pause to look at me at least. I was disappointed and Matt noticed. Another time for him to strike again.

"If you keep looking at him all day, your food might get cold," He got me to look away from what distracted me from my meal. I frowned at him a bit but it wasn't worth it.

My eyes roamed around the room, trying to see if I could get him again. There he was sitting in the corner alone by his table. He seemed like he felt left out and couldn't fit in. He needed some company and I was willing to be one of them.

"I'm going to meet him," I said smiling in KJ's direction, hoping to get a smile back even though he wasn't looking. Matthews decided to be annoyed. He faked his cough and laughed again. So much for being my best friend.

"You must be kidding me."

"I'm not," I was being serious. "Look at how lonely he is. He needs friends and it won't be that bad if I take the first step."

"Look round the room Elena," Matthews said, spreading his right hand around the room. "Look at how everyone is staring at him. Trust me, he won't have trouble making friends."

I disregarded whatever Matt said and decided to go with my heart. I stood up and picked up my tray with me. Just as I was about to take my first move, the bitch walked in. Anabel! She entered the Cafeteria and everyone noticed her presence.