WoD Wednesday: Enigmatic

Enigmatic: Adjective: Of, relating to, or resembling an enigma: mysterious

Enigmatic

“I don’t get it. What do girls see in him?” I feel like gagging as I watch the crowd of Theo’s admirers hanging on his every word at the table across the cafeteria.

“Jealous?” My best friend waggles her eyebrows at me and I roll my eyes.

“Don’t be absurd, Wren. I’m not jealous. Why would I need to be jealous? He’s my friend.”

“Right. Friend.”

“Really.”

“V, most boys who are just friends do not go out of their way to stop by the girl’s house after work late at night.”

I shrug. “I don’t know what to tell you. As far as I know, there’s no interest in me there.”

Her eyes widen. “But you’re interested in him?”

Crap. I kind of let that slip.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Our friend, Bae, sits at the table with us and begins ripping open his ten packets of ketchup for his pizza. Ew.

“Hey, ladies.”

“Really, Bae?” Wren says incredulously and he chuckles. Noting the direction of my gaze, he says, “Did you hear the latest?”

I frown and look at him. “What do you mean?”

“Theo. He’s dating Cherry.”

Wren’s mouth gapes open and my heart rips a bit. Cherry the head cheerleader is dating Theo? What the heck? Is that why he hasn’t come over the last few days? Why was he coming over so late if he was interested in her? He could have at least had the decency to tell me himself.

I mean, I know I just told Wren we were just friends, but really? I thought I was getting vibes from him. I guess I was wrong.

“He’s so enigmatic,” I mutter under my breath.

“More like a jerk,” Wren says.

“Whatever. You guys want some pizza?” Bae is clueless, but I appreciate the distraction.

“That’s so gross, Bae,” I say.

“Thanks,” he responds. I stab at my pizza with a fork. “Hey, V?”

I look up and he’s suddenly serious.

“What?”

“He’s nuts for not choosing you.” Bae takes a giant bite of his cheese pizza smothered in ketchup.

I chuckle. “Thanks, Bae.”

He’s right, of course. I sigh, then laugh at Bae’s expression of euphoria as he scarfs down his food. Some boys suck. Thank goodness they aren’t all like that.

Enigma

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