chapter 5

Evan's POV

It's been a few days since I spoke to my mother. She told me to call her, but I don't know if I should yet. I'm still upset with her from how she left my dad and me. She is my mom, but I don't know if I want to speak to her again just yet. I still have to soak in the thought of Waeland and I becoming stepbrothers.

A part of me really wishes this is a dream. I don't want Waeland to be my stepbrother. Not because I don't like him, but because now I do like him.

Speaking of Waeland, after my mother and I talked, I decided to call Waeland like I said I would. He told me he knew that my mom went to talk to me, but he wanted to know if I talked to her and let her explain that she's getting married to his father. He seemed happy for my mom and his dad, and he was happy that Erica was kind and said that he didn't have to stop seeing me because of it. But he's scared of what his father might think. I asked why he was scared since we weren't dating or anything and he just laughed it off.

I don't feel bad for saying that we weren't dating, because we're not. I mean, I like him and all, but we're not a couple. We just went on one date and that's all.

And we kissed a few times... But still, we're just friends.

Huh... That's the first time I ever said we were friends. Waeland is really getting into my head.

Anyways, after talking to Waeland I remembered that Samantha told me to call her, but I couldn't remember where I put her number. I kind of wish I did, because first thing Tuesday I was chased down by the little she-devil and attacked for not calling her. Women are crazy.

I hate that I've been talking to so many people. I liked my peaceful life with little to no interactions. Now I have Waeland, Samantha, my mom, and a few other people that come up to me and say hi every now and then. Even though I just scowl at them in response, they just smile. Some people...

I sighed as I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door. Well, at least spring break is coming up soon and I'll be able to ignore everyone the whole time. No school, meaning I don't have to interact with anyone besides my dad for two whole weeks. And maybe his friend Jacob, but Jacob is an okay person.

As long as I lock my doors and windows. Waeland and Samantha aren't shy to just come barging into my house. As Waeland has shown before and Samantha has said before. I wonder if they're related or something. They're both crazy and annoying.

I wouldn't be surprised if they were cousins. Or maybe long lost siblings.

"Evan!" A deep voice yelled which brought me out of my train of thought as I walked into the school building.

"What.," I mumbled in response and kept walking. Really, spring break can't come soon enough.

"Oh don't be such a grump, spring break starts this weekend. I thought you'd be a lot happier since you hate being at school and all." Waeland said as he joined my side and walked with me.

"Yeah, I'd be a lot happier if I wasn't attacked as soon as I got to school," I told him as I made my way to my locker.

"Aww, but we've been having so much fun together. Besides, I didn't attack you, I'm just talking to you." He told me and I shrugged.

"The same thing," I said.

"Not the same thing, anyways, I have something to ask you," Waeland told me with excitement written all over his face.

I swear he's like a little kid sometimes.

"If you want to ask me on another date-" I started, but he interrupted me.

"No, no, no, although, that's not a bad idea." He said and I shook my head. "Anyways, I'm asking a few of my friends to come to my lake house for spring break and I want you to come to. So, do you wanna come?" He asked and I turned to look at him.

"I'm using spring break to get away from people, not go on vacation with them," I said and he pouted in response.

"Please? You'll have your own room to stay in so you can just hide away in there the whole time if you feel like it." Waeland persisted and I thought about it.

Well, I could stay home while Waeland is far away with some friends, or I could go and be around a bunch of people I don't know or like.

"I kind of like the idea of staying home better," I said and he sighed.

"You're going," Samantha said out of nowhere. And Waeland jumped in surprise, causing Samantha to giggle.

"Huh?" I asked and looked at her.

"You're going, Evan. You need some social interaction, plus you're my friend and I want to hang out with all of my friends this spring break." She said as she pointed to me. "Waeland may not chase you down and tie you up, but I will."

"Oh, joy... That sounds like fun." I said with a sigh. I attract all the crazies. "Alright, fine, I'll go, I don't really like the thought of being tied up by you."

"How about the thought of me tying you up," Waeland suggested, wiggling his eyebrows at me and Samantha laughed.

"No. Definitely, not you, you'd probably do something perverted," I stated and he chuckled and leaned forward and whispered next to my ear.

"If I remember correctly, you were the one being the pervert at a certain party." He finished with a smirk and I felt my face heat up as I pushed him away.

"Whatever, I have to get to class. Bye you two," I said and quickly walked away before Waeland or Samantha could ask or make me do anything else.

At lunch, Samantha and Waeland came and sat at the table I usually sit at by myself.

"Why are you guys here? Shouldn't you be sitting at your popular tables?" I ask, looking at them. "Plus, I like sitting alone."

"Well, technically this is a popular table considering all of us who are sitting here are well-known," Samantha said while she twirled her curly blonde hair around.

I sighed and rested my head on the table. There really is no getting away from these people, is there?

"That's not what I meant and you know it," I mumbled into the table and Samantha giggled.

"I know, I just like seeing you irritated." She said and I sighed again. I didn't know friends wanted to irritate other friends.

"So, you're really coming Evan?" Waeland asked, breaking into the... Conversation? I don't know if that was really a conversation or not, but whatever.

"Yeah, I have to, don't I?" I said as I peeked up at Waeland to see him staring down at me.

"Well, you don't have to, but I would love it if you did." He said with a shrug.

"I'll go, when and where do I meet you guys?" I asked.

"I'll pick you up on Saturday around noon, everyone else will meet us there," Waeland told me and I nodded.

"Alright, sounds fair enough. I'll tell my dad-"

"I already asked your dad," Waeland said, smirking now.

"You did? When?" I ask, sitting up to look at him now.

"The night I stayed over your dad gave me his number just in case. So I talked to him and he said that was fine if you came with us, just as long as we were safe." He finished with a mischievous look in his eye.

My dad said something about being safe to me before too... What does he mean?

"Oh... I can't believe my dad didn't tell me." I said with a sigh. Usually, my dad tells me everything, but he didn't tell me about plans he made about me leaving?

"I asked him not to tell you, it's not his fault," he said with a shrug.

"Hmm... Alright, whatever." I said. The date we had was fun, and the party was okay. So how bad can this be?

The only thing I'm really worried about is if my dad will be alright without me. I mean, he's a grown man and can take care of himself, but he might forget to eat. Or trash the place, he's not very good about cleaning up after himself...

I guess I'll just ask Jacob to watch over my dad. I'm sure he won't mind, he is my dad's best friend after all.

A/N: Hello Everyone! Sorry for no update last week, I just didn't have much inspiration to write last week. But here's Chapter 13, I hope you all enjoy it, it's a little short, but the next one will be longer. Have a wonderful day everyone and comment and vote if you like the story, it really makes my day. Thank you all 😊