Boyfrienemy

Do You Believe Me?

A/N: Sorry for not updating in a bit. I was on a 4 day overnight trip with my class. So yeah.

Pencil's POV:
I have to warn Pen! I ran through the halls, panting and breaking into a sweat. And not to mention completely forgetting the fact he hated me. After I ran around the corner, I literally smashed into someone. I squeezed my eyes and braced myself, but then when I opened my eyes again, I realized the person I bumped into was Pen. I looked up into his beautiful baby-blue eyes, and oh-so-charming preppy smile. For a few moments time froze and we were standing still.

Pen's POV:
I opened my eyes. Who bumped into me? Suddenly it was all clear: Pencil. Where was she off to in such a hurry? I think my forehead hit hers. Ohh... Oww... I forgot everything for a moment and focused on her. Those pretty long eyelashes and blue-green aquamarine coloured eyes were so innocent and sweet. Her lips were smooth and unchapped, and her hair parted in such a way that looked like gently wafting curtains on a fresh Monday morning. She blinked and smiled, slightly turning her head. I put my arms around her waist. I forgot how beautiful she was... After she betrayed me... W-wait, she betrayed me! I forgot! I was with Icy now! I quickly shook my head and let go of her, crossing my arms, and backing up a few steps. Her smile quickly departed and she backed away as well, causing her hair to fall over her face. Quickly sliding it behind her ear, she said "H-hi Pen..." I half frowned. "Hi. Um, I kind of have to go. So, um, like, bye." I said in a closed voice. I started to turn, but she grabbed my arm. I pulled away. "Wait!" She yelped. I groaned. "What!" I barked. "You can't trust Ice Cube!" She said, gesturing with her hands. I blinked, confused. "What are you talking about?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. She sighed quickly. "Okay, listen, I heard her say she didn't really love you and was using you as a tool to get her old boyfriend back." Pencil explained. I raised my eyebrow even higher (somehow) sarcastically, gesturing I didn't believe her. Yeah, sure! I'm totally gonna believe some girl that I once knew. "It was in the girls bathroom!" She quickly added, then covered her mouth with her hands. I blushed a bit. "Uh..." I coughed. "Uh, f-forget I said that. Just please, you have to believe me!" She pleaded. I folded my arms and rolled my eyes. "I don't believe you. I mean, I love her. And you? WHO are you? WHO WERE YOU TO BE SO MEAN?! TO DATE MY BEST FRIEND... BEHIND MY BACK?! AND TO THINK I LIKED YOU!!" I screamed. The moment I said that last part, I shut my mouth. People turned and giggled. Pencil blushed, but then she kind of frowned sadly. "Well.. I-I'm sorry.. I didn't know that you liked me... I was going through depression, okay?! I WAS GOING TO FREAKING KILL MYSELF! H-he... He saved me.. I guess I was just a dummy.. Okay?!" She admitted, crossing her arms and looking away embarrassed. Oh. W-well, I guess I was the dummy to be mad without knowing the full story. B-but it's TOO LATE to come crawling back to her. I have a girlfriend! I have a prom date! TONIGHT! And I love her so. "Please.. You have to believe me.. Would you trust your once best friend?" She asked, tearing up. I felt sorry for her a tad bit. But the devil in me shook his head. Turning away, and looking back at her with angered eyebrows, I glared. "NO." And I ran through the door, exiting fast. "No? Pen! Please wait!" She cried. I ignored it and just flew down the hall faster. I practically ran into Ice Cube along the way. "Oh, hey babe." I stopped and winked at her. She smiled. "So.." She started. "So I'll be picking you up around... 7?" I smiled. She grinned. "You sure will." She replied, and walked on the other direction. I walked towards the other exit, alone. Yes, I love Icy! I... Guess...

Pencil's POV:
I panted, trying to catch my breath. I lost him. Fuck. Fuck my life. But that don't mean I'm jumping off no bridge. I fell backwards against the locker and slid down in defeat. I covered my head with my arms and wept. I heard shoes coming and stop in front of me. Damn must be a teacher. Great, another problem to deal with. But instead of the usual teachers voice, I heard a boy. "Pencil.. What happened?" It was Eraser. I lifted my head. He sat down beside me. "I guess I just messed up my life. I hate myself." I told him. But he lifted my head and looked into my eyes. "Pencil... Will you go to Prom with me?"