Javier

I bet Zann knew that I was with Claire as she didn't hang around me so much anymore.

Instead, now she was hanging off Matthew.

I was glad, for once.

James had spread that news for me so I didn't have to face Zann and tell her.

Besides, Claire and I were holding hands even in front of Zann.

I walked past Matthew and Zann, who were glancing at each other.

Zann had that lovestruck expression she used to wear for me.

"Hey, life is like a sweet-smelling rose. It may smell good, but it has thorns that prick you in the side," Matthew said. He probably broadcast the back part for me to hear as I passed.

No biggie, Matthew.

"Since when do 'poets' compare life to roses?" Zann asked, using air quotes.

He flashed her a grin and raised an eyebrow.

"Since me." he commented.

Zann burst out laughing as she walked away with him.

I guess I should be happy for them, but I didn't like the idea of her smiles that were for me go to Matthew.

Claire elbowed me.

"They look cute, you know. How about Zanthew? Or Matthann?" she said, trying to come up with a ship name.

"Whatever." I said, grumpily.

Zann reserved some expressions for me and I didn't like her showing them to another guy.

But hey, let's bury the hatchet and get a move on.