Greg wiped a tear that was running down my cheek.
“It’ll be okay. Maria kinda is a jerk,” he said. “Well I gotta go. See you round,”. Greg got up and left Eric and I to ourselves.
“So…what do you think of him?” asked Eric. I was too busy watching Greg leave to answer.
“Hello?”
“Oh…ummmm…....”.
“Yeah?”
“He’s awesome!”
“Cool,”. Eric looked down at the ground. Tears seemed to form in his eyes.
“Eric? Are you okay?”
“Yeah….my….m-my…allergies…i-itchy eyes. G-gotta go!”. Eric got up and ran out the door. What was his problem? I knew him better than that. Something was bothering him. It was so obvious but I couldn’t think of it. He was in love with me.