The pact

My mouth fell open. I had totally forgotten he lived here too. A few moments went by while I stood there figuring out what to say. For some reason nerves came up in my entire body and my brain went empty.
'Uhm. Hi'' Victor eventually said, breaking the incredibly awkward silence.
'Hi' was all I could get out of my mouth. The silence started again and slowly all the pieces of my brain came back together and I suddenly remembered why I was here.
'I was just looking for the bathroom.' I said softly. His facial expression suddenly went to disappointed. Did he hope that I came in here to talk to him?
'Oh. It's the left door next to Mike's room' he said and he turned around to face the books he had spread over his desk.
'Thank you' I said and I turned around, to walk out when I realised something. This was probably my only chance to talk to him without anyone knowing. I would be lying if I said that his story didn't interest me from the beginning. For some reason I thought about it a lot, though I still wasn't sure how I felt about it. And maybe, I was kind of interested in him too, as a person. For some reason I had felt a connection with him since the day I bumped into him in the hall. But talking in school would be impossible, and here he was sitting in his room, no one around.
I took a deep breath, turned around again and walked towards his desk. 'What are you doing?'
He looked up surprised. 'Chemistry, I have been trying to make it for over an hour. I still don't get it. I'm so bad at it. '
'I noticed' I said and he laughed. It was nice to see him laugh. I always noticed that the saddest people had the most beautiful smiles. They could light up the room with it.
I looked around for somewhere to sit and eventually sat down at his bed that was next to his desk.
'I just hope my grates will be good enough this year. I don't wanna do my junior year over again. But I have to pass chemistry for that.' he said and he glanced to his books.
'You know, maybe I could help you sometime with chemistry. I have a feeling that you wouldn't survive a year longer at that school.' It was out before I could think about the consequences.
He looked up to me. 'Would you do that?'
I thought about it for a while, then I remembered what Jaime had said. Thinking is dangerous, just do things. 'Yes' I said looking Victor straight in the eyes.
He smiled at me and immediately I was happy that I had said it. 'So tomorrow after school?' I asked.
'Yeah that's cool. At my place?'
I bit my lip and looked down. That probably wouldn't be a good idea. I liked Mike and he definitely was a potential friend, but I hadn't figured out yet if I could trust him. Maybe he would tell the whole school that I had met up with Victor.
'Mike won't be home.' Victor said like he had read my mind. 'He has drum lessons.'
I blushed. I didn't want to say anything, because it might've hurt him, but he just guessed it himself.
'Okay, well then I'll see you tomorrow.' I said standing up. 'I should go back now. They probably wonder where I am.' I awkwardly looked at my feet.
'Yeah, you probably should.' he said smiling at me. I stood there for a few seconds, just smiling at him and then I walked out of the room.

*Vic's POV*
I stared down at my books. I still couldn't believe this just happened. A girl wanted to sacrifice her reputation and probably more to help me. And not just a girl. For some reason she was different from the rest of the girls at my school. Not just because she talked to me, but she also had something special around her. Ever since I first saw her at school, I had the feeling that she was going to change something, even though I didn't know what.
Ever since that day in Chemistry class, I haven't been able to stop thinking about her. I know that sounds weird, I hardly know her. On the other hand, I hardly knew my own brother.
Just the fact that she broke the rule and started talking to me, was so special to me. My feelings for her were probably just there because I felt lonely and she was, apart from my parents, the only one talking to me.
Could this all be a joke? Maybe she just did this for a big prank or something and then the school would laugh harder at me.
No, she wasn't like that. I had to believe that she wasn't. I had nothing to lose anyway, I already was the biggest loser at the school.
My whole life consisted of going to school, trying to study and sleeping. I felt like my breath was the only prove that I was alive.
My parents knew what was going on at school and they were so worried about me. They often told me to go outside and meet people outside school, but I just couldn't do that. What has happened made me into an incredibly shy person.
My brother only talked to me when my parents were there, just to avoid my parents getting mad at him. They have been mad at him a lot in the past for ignoring me.
I mean I totally get why he doesn't want to talk to me, I understand why no one wants to talk to me, I deserved it, but it was such a shame. Me and Mike used to get along so good in the past. We were like best friends. Then it all changed...
But maybe things were going to be different from now on. Maybe me and Luna would become friends...I didn't want to get my hopes up too much, but I couldn't help thinking that this would change things for me.

Luna's POV
I got home just before my mom and I couldn't believe my luck. Jaime was right, they stayed because there was a party going on. Adrenaline rushed through my body while I lied to my mom and said I stayed home all day and made my homework like a good girl.
The feeling it gave me was actually pretty good, just the feeling of getting away with something like that was incredible. This was actually good for me, I needed to go out and break the rules more often.
That Monday went by extremely slow for me. Probably because I was very nervous. And curious, I wanted to know what was going to happen when I would go to Victors house this afternoon. What if we became friends? I think I would really get myself into trouble with that. The rest of the day, these kind of thoughts went through my head.
I got in trouble in a few classes for not making homework, but they only gave me a warning, because it was my first time. I realised I was lucky with my innocent appearance. They would've definitely give me detention if I looked like Mike.
During lunch break Mike came to me and asked if I wanted to sit with their group. I wanted to really bad, but I already saw Jessie on our table and the rest of her group and I knew I couldn't say yes to him. Jessie probably wouldn't want to be friends with me anymore and I didn't want to lose her. Because we were friends, but also because I have never been popular on my last school and I really wanted to be.
So I said no to Mike and walked over my regular table. When I saw Mike's hurt expression, and those of Jaime and Tony when they realised I rather sat I rather sat at the popular table, I felt pretty bad about it. They would probably be better friends than anyone at this table.
When I also told Jaime that I was going to walk home alone, I definitely saw that he thought that it was his fault. I was definitely going to fix that when I got home, I was gonna call him, maybe even explain him what was going on. I was pretty sure I could trust him.
But for now I needed to walk to Victors house alone. I took a side road to make sure that no one saw me and looked around all the time to be sure. It took a while but eventually I found the house I came to yesterday and I ringed the bell.
My heart started pounding really bad, I really hoped Victor was right and mike wasn't at home. I heard footsteps leading to the front door.
It opened and a short woman with dark hair appeared on the doorstep. She had a friendly face and dark big eyes, like Victor. Oops, I didn't even consider the possibility of his parents being home. 'Hello dear' she said, she had a soft voice. 'Are you here for Mike? He's not home right now.'
'Well, I'm actually here for Victor...' I said and her face changed.
'Look, if this is a joke, then I want you to leave right now. Isn't it enough to bully him at school, why show up at his home?' her voice intensified, but she didn't yell. Her face didn't show any emotion.
I looked a bit taken back. 'Oh no... I just...I wouldn't ever' I couldn't get any words out, because I was so shocked of her reaction. Luckily I heard footsteps on the stairs and saw Victor running down. 'It's okay mom, she's helping me with chemistry' he said. His long hair was in his face and he shook his head to get it in place.
'Oh, how nice of you!' she said and the friendly smile appeared on her face again. She let me in and Victor and I walked up to his room.
'Sorry about that.' He said while holding the door to his bedroom open for me to get in. 'My mom is kinda protective of me, can't really blame her after everything that happened. '
I walked into his room and saw that he had an extra chair put up for me next to his desk.
'It's okay, I understand.' I said while I sat down on the wooden chair. He closed the door and went to sit next to me on the other chair. He pushed his hair out of his face.
'Shouldn't you cut your hair?' I laughed at him. 'Not that it doesn't look good, but you're always pushing it out of your face, that must be annoying.'
He laughed and took a piece of hair between his fingers. 'I don't even realise I do that, you know? It just has always been this long for as long as I could remember.' he said. 'My mom told me a story once that I always used to cry really hard when she tried to cut it. I was really young though, like five or something.'
'Really? Wow, then you should definitely keep it, I wouldn't want you to cry over it. ' I said.
He laughed. 'Yeah, it would be horrible if that happened' he said sarcastically and he rolled his eyes.
We talked a little while about teachers, school and music. It turned out that Victor listened to rock music too, but that he didn't play any instruments like, according to him, Mike, Tony and Jaime did. He told me that Mike played the drums, which his parents weren't always happy with because of the noise. Tony played guitar and Jaime played bass.
Victor told me his favourite song was loser by 3 doors down. He put it up and I liked it too, the melody was beautiful and the lyrics were really good. He also let me hear some other songs and I had written them all down, so I could listen to them again later. I really started to enjoy talking about music. Probably because I started to like this kind of music.
Victor also told me to call him Vic. He didn't really like his full name and his family members all called him Vic too. So I did.
After that I tried to explain chemistry to him, he was really bad at it. And when I say really bad, then I mean really bad. He answered questions wrong that were on 8th grade level. But I really thought we were making progress though.

Vic's POV
I didn't really pay attention to what she was saying while she was trying to explain chemistry to me. I was just looking at the way her long brown hair lay on the books, perfectly surrounding her pale face. Every time she was looking down at the book she put her hand under her face, resting her elbow on the desk and blinking her long black eye lashes. When she looked up to me to explain or ask something she looked at me with her big blue eyes and my stomach just became a big chaos. For some reason all these little movements fascinated me.
'So, do you understand what I'm saying?' she asked me and I nodded. I believe she was talking about atoms or something. I think I was coming over like I was worse in chemistry than I actually was. I didn't do it on purpose though. I just couldn't concentrate.
'Okay, good. What if you made these exercises and I'll check them after and tell you what you did wrong?' she asked. I nodded again picked up my pen.
Okay, concentrate Vic. I thought to myself. I looked at the first question. Oh my god, I knew this one! I filled it in racing my pen across the paper. Maybe I did catch some of the information she gave me even though I couldn't concentrate, because I made the exercises with ease. When I finished, Luna looked up surprised, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow. 'You're done already?'
'Yeah, I guess you're just a good teacher.' I said and I shrugged. She took my paper and started to read the answers I gave. 'Oh, wow these are almost all correct! I think I really must be a good teacher.' she said smiling. She had a little gap between her two front teeth, it made her smile really cute.
'Yeah, or I'm just a really good student.' I said teasing her.
She looked up from my paper. 'Hey don't take all the credit!' she said and she teasingly pushed my shoulder.
'I wouldn't dare. You would probably give me detention if I did.' I said smiling.
She laughed. 'Now, don't act all rude Mr. Fuentes!' She said and she waved her finger at me. 'Otherwise I might give you a lot more homework than the rest of my students!'
I laughed. I was studying and still I was having the best time I had in a while. Did she like hanging out with me too? I didn't really know how to notice that kind of things. I really hoped she would become my friend. I really needed one.
She looked at the clock and so did I and we saw it was six pm. 'I really need to go though.' she said and she stood up from her chair. I put down my pen and did so too. 'Shall I come tomorrow too? We have a test on Wednesday and maybe you will get a higher grade if I help you.'
My heart lighted up. 'Yeah, that would be great.' I said 'Uhm Luna.' I was trying to find the words to say what I wanted to say, but I forced myself to say it. 'Thank you for doing this. It really means a lot to me. I know what kind of trouble you could get into by helping me and it's really selfless of you to do it even though it can cause that kind of trouble.' I shyly scratched the back of my neck.
She smiled at me for a few seconds and then she walked my way and threw her arms around me in a hug. For a moment I was so surprised by her sudden movement that I froze, but then I put my arms around her waist and hugged her back. I put my face in her hair and it smelled like strawberries.
'It's okay, Vic' she said while still hugging me. 'I had a really nice time, so it wasn't much of a problem. I really want to help you.'
She let go of me and smiled at me. 'Friends?' she asked, something that people hadn't asked me in years, something that I craved to hear, a question that made the possibility of things getting better suddenly a lot closer. I nodded. 'Friends' I said.

Notes

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