All Chapters of An Odyssey: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I was walking to my class with Duke. “I am your best friend, aren’t I?” “Nope” he popped the ‘p’“Now you are being rude” I stopped him, holding his shoulder.“I am not telling you who she is” he said slowly.“You know what? Fine,” I placed my hands on my hips, “Don’t tell me. I’ll find Megan on my own”I started walking away when I heard Paul calling my name. I nodded at him. “You got a minute?”“Hmm, what is it?” “My good for nothing best friend, Trevor, kind of spilled that we are dating, in front of…” he cleared his throat and watched me fearfully. “In front of?” I repeated for him to continue.“My mom” his voice came out squeaky. I watched him with my mouth open and then started laughing, “Paul”He stood straight, “Your reaction is better than I hoped” “Why are you so…scared?” I scrunched my nose.“I thought you…”“It’s okay man. Chill” I punched him lightly on his arm. He smirked, “That’s good to know. You are invited for dinner at my place tomorrow” My laughter vanished a

He kissed me? Why would he do that? If this was one of charms, I have to admit, they worked. I was taken aback for a few seconds before responding to him. My response was for two reasons. First, Ed was there and I had to make him resent Paul. Second, I wanted to kiss Paul back. The kiss was soft on the lips and it was promising. When he pulled back for a brief regretful moment I wanted him back, lips locked with mine but when my eyes met Ed’s dark, fiery ones, I forgot about Paul immediately. Blood made its way to my cheeks and I went hot and red. Now you see the impact he has on me.  

Anna’s POV:I was lying on the bed, arms and legs spread, looking above at the ceiling as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. My mind was racing with thoughts. If the sun was the moon how weird would that be? If you think about it, it wouldn’t have been weird at all because we would have grown used to it and I would be thinking vice versa. How interesting my life would have been if I were a bird; flying all the time to countries and across continents. That would be pretty awesome, that is of course I wasn’t eaten by another animal. And how boring my life would have been if I were a chair; I’d have to sup

Getting out of the car, I observed the people around me. I could smell something different in the atmosphere. What was it? There was something off about everybody today. Even my own group was acting peculiar. Holding hands more than usual, locking lips more than usual, getting touchy more than usual! Hugging my books closely against my chest, I walked towards my class, looking here and there. The couples were handing each other wrapped presents and there were cards and stuffed animals and roses and chocolates. What the-?I spotted Ed and a smile made its way on my lips but it disappeared as soon as it came. He pecked Sophia on her lips and handed her a bouquet of white roses; innocence, eternal loyalty, everlasting love. Sophia pulled him close by his coats collar and kissed him. I lowered my gaze, heat rising in my cheeks. Warm hands snaked around my waist and held me pulling me against a broad chest. His lips touched the spot between my jaw and neck. My eyes closed as I inhaled in

“So, what’s going on lately?” he started.“Mm, nothing interesting, I’m just spending most of my time with Paul now,”He blinked and took a sip of his latte. We were at the café, sitting against the window, talking like the old times. However, there was something unusual in the air between us. The familiarity of knowing a person was missing, it was like he was a stranger who I’ve met and known partially. Looking around, I realized most of the café was occupied by the same customers, the regulars. The woman typing on the laptop, the two old couples, a man with a hat and the young couple by the stand.“What about you? How is your life going with Sophia in it?” I said, hoping it didn’t sound like I was jealous. “She’s,” he paused, “It’s going the same as yours. She is going through some hard time and I am glad I’m with her, you know, to help her out of it or at least get through it.”“What’s the problem?”“Kind of personal,” after looking at me, he added, “To her. It’s personal to her s