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Thirteen - Dib POV
I watched Zeke approach me with a look on his face that said he probably would’ve rather run away somewhere. Since Seerah gave him a brilliant smile when he sat down next to me, I figured his look was justified.“You know each other?” I asked.
Seerah fluffed her hair. “We have a class together.”
Zeke stared at the table’s surface before he looked up at Seerah. “She sits in front of me.”
I looked at Seerah, then to Zeke, then to Seerah again. “Did you traumatize him somehow?”
Seerah blinked. “Me? No way.”
“You know, he’s not used to people.” I said.
“Is that right?” Seerah looked at Zeke and smiled. “Well, I’m sorry if I traumatized you in class.”
Zeke mumbled something and promptly turned to start digging in his backpack. I watched him, wondering if he was going to be one of those types to seek revenge for being slighted. Instead he pulled out his physics textbook and slammed it on the table. Then he looked up at me through his bangs. “We’re doing our work now.”
I just stared at him for a moment, wondering why my heart suddenly skipped a beat and a flash of cold went through my blood. Maybe it was the way Zeke was looking at me. Maybe it was the way he’d practically issued an order. But, damn it, I knew him from somewhere. So I said, “Zim?” in a quiet voice.
Zeke blinked slowly and stared at me with an increasing frown. “No.” he said. “Zeke. Who the hell is Zim?”
“Ah, uh, never mind.”
“Look, if you really don’t want to do the work, just say so. You’re the one who suggested it in the first place.” Zeke stuffed his book back into his satchel and abruptly rose. “I’m leaving.”
I rose after him saying, “Wait! Wait, I didn’t mean it like that!”
He paused and looked at me. “Then what did you mean?”
I froze, and stared at the blurry image of Zeke. I pushed my glasses back up and saw his expression quickly change. I couldn’t make heads or tails of it, but my gut said that he almost looked relieved. Again the little voice in the back of my head began to chatter, dredging up all kinds of reasons as to why Zeke could look relieved.
Before I could say anything, Seerah sighed gustily. “God, Dib, how can you be so insensitive?” she asked. “Isn’t Zeke supposed to be your friend? You’re the one who said he doesn’t make friends easy.”
I felt heat in my cheeks. I looked at Zeke, and found him staring at the floor as if it were something about to eat him. “Zeke,” I said. I rubbed the back of my neck. He slowly raised his head and looked up at me. “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry?” he asked so quietly it was almost like he hadn’t said anything at all.
“Yeah, I’m... I’m really sorry. I just...”
“Forget it,” Zeke said. “I get it. You’re paranoid.”
“I am not paranoid.” I retorted.
“Dib, for Christ’s sake.” Seerah said. “You need to freaking relax.” She rose from the table and walked over to Zeke. She put a hand on his shoulder and then glowered at me. “Are you, or are you not, going to be able to study with Zeke?”
I gaped. “What’s that got to do with anything?”
“Zeke’s got a point, Dib. You’re the one who promised to work with him right now. You’re the one who decided Zeke was whoever this Zim was. You’re the one who’s been paranoid that there’s someone watching you. You can’t just go around pointing fingers and crying wolf as you please.”
“Wait. I already apologized, why are you lecturing me?”
“Because you’re male, and therefore need to have things explained to you multiple times before you understand it.”
I blinked. “Hey,” I trailed off, frowning at the insult. “Zeke’s male too.”
“Dude,” Lyse spoke suddenly, “just take the kick in the balls and apologize profusely. Once she’s got her mind made up, nothing you say will change it.”
I stared at Lyse and then sighed heavily. “Alright, alright. I’m sor-ry. I’m sorry for being such an idiot. Zeke, come on. I promised you. Don’t make me look like even more of an asshole.”
“You don’t need any help from me.” Zeke whispered softly enough I barely heard him. But he stepped back toward the table and sat down.
Seerah followed shortly after him. I rubbed the back of my neck and took my seat again. “All right,” I said to Zeke. “Let’s get started."
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