Highschool Lovers

Chapter Two

          He was greeted into school with art class for first period. There were two rows of canvas' in the room, six in each row. The teacher sat at her desk in front of the two rows, a canvas standing next to her desk. There was a cup of paint brushes and pencils on her desk, as well as a stack of papers. 

          "Okay class, today we'll be having free drawing time. Feel free to draw whatever you want, after all.. It is Friday." Ms. Chapelle said softly but confidently. She sat back and began to drink her latte that she would get everyday. She went onto her phone, seeming like she was about to draw something that she found on her device. She grabbed her pencil then began drawing.

          George didn't know what to draw though. He never had ideas on "Free Drawing Friday". He could never decide. He decided that he just wouldn't draw. He sat back on his chair and started looking around. He saw a boy in his class that popped out to him, he had dirty blonde hair that slightly formed into loose curls, his hair swept right above his eyes, some parts above his eyebrows. He had beautiful green eyes that george admired. He wore a green hoodie and grey sweatpants, as it was in the middle of November. This boy that George saw looked around just like George and began looking at George as well. He only kept eyes on George for 15 seconds, but that was enough time to see what George looked like.

          "Class is over! Have a great Friday everyone, Ill see you all next week." Ms. Chapelle said in her soft voice. George got up and grabbed his back, starting to leave the classroom. That is until the boy with blonde hair and green eyes stopped him but putting his hand on Georges shoulder. George turned around right away and looked into the boys beautiful green eyes.

          "Uhm hello?" George said confused. He had never talked to this boy yet he's touching him. George wasn't all for touch and social interaction. But he'd have to get used to those activities one day.

          "Hi! My name's Dream. I caught you looking at me earlier and I was just wondering if you'd like to get an ice cream after school?" Dream asked politely. He wanted to become friends with George after just 15 seconds of looking at him.

          George looked at him in confusion, why had he wanted to be his friend? "Oh.. Sure, I'm guessing you'll need my number for that?" George asked. He didn't know why he said yes, he'd make a fool of himself if he went.

          "Oh yes please!" Dream said excitedly. George gave dream his phone number, without giving Dream his name. George walks out of the classroom and attends his other classes, luckily Techno wasn't here today. George went outside of the school and waited for his bus.

          George was about to go onto the bus until Dream stopped him. "Wait! I can drive you home! Or just drive you to the ice cream shop." Dream said, out of breath from running the whole way there. 

           George looked at him, "Oh alright. Bring me to your car." George said as Dream grabbed his hand and pulled him to his car. George slightly blushed but he told himself that he didn't like Dream. Nothing would happen between them. Dream opened the passenger seat and let George get settled. He closed the door for him then went to the drivers seat where he got settled as well. He backed out of the parking space he was in and started driving them out of the school territory. 

          "So where are we going? Your house or the ice cream shop?" Dream questioned George, glancing over to look into Georges eyes but still paying attention to the road.

          "Ice cream shop is fine. I'd rather not go home right now." George said. Dream didn't question why, he just kept driving. They talked a little on the ride, but not much. They were saving the conversations for the ice cream "date".

          "Alright we're here. Do you want to eat in the car or in the shop?" Dream asked, trying to make the best first impression he could.

          "Inside is fine. Can you order for me though?" George asked. He was bad at talking to cashiers, it slightly scared him.

           "Oh yeah sure! what do you want?" Dream asked politely looking into Georges eyes, making George blush a little.

          "Whatever you get is fine, I'm sure it'll be delicious." George said. He was starting to open up with Dream. He could tell that Dream would be his friend very soon. Nothing more though.

          "Alright," Dream said as he got out of the car. He went over to the other side of the car and opened the door for George. George smiled and Dream smiled back. George got out of the car and closed the door himself before Dream could. Dream looked at George and let out a little smirk. Slightly giving off the fact that he may like George. They walked over to the ice cream shop, holding hands loosely.

          Dream and George walked inside the shop and over to the cashier. "Hey, could I get us two vanilla and chocolate swirl ice creams, with chocolate drizzle on top please?" Dream said ever so nicely. George adored Dream, Dreams confidence and politeness made George feel safe. He felt like Dream could defend him in any situation. 

          Dream grabbed Georges wrist and pulled him to their table. He pulled out Georges seat and gestured for George to sit. George sat down and Dream pushed George in as he let a little smile leave his lips for George. 

          "Order 34 up! Two vanilla and chocolate swirls with chocolate drizzle up!" said the cashier. Dream gestured goodbye to George and went and got the ice creams. He came back with Georges ice cream in his right hand and his own ice cream in his left. 

          "Here you go," Dream said as he put the ice cream into Georges hand, their hands slightly touching as they looked into each others eyes. George blushed and looked away immediately, trying to hide his face. Dream lifted up Georges face from his chin, gripping it, making him look at him. Dream smirked then walked over to his seat, ice cream in hand. He sat down and looked at George, who was eating the ice cream. 

          "You've got something on your face," Dream said as he cleaned it with his thumb. George was looking into Dreams eyes, flustered. "So, what's your name?" Dream asked, looking into Georges eyes.

          "Oh, it's George." George said, still flustered from Dream cleaning his face for him.

          "That's a very nice name," Dream said as he went onto his phone to change Georges contact name. He looked up at George, "Would you like to go back to my place?" Dream asked.

          "I'm not sure if I should. My mother is probably already upset about this." George said, thinking about how mad his mother might be if she noticed that George wasn't home.

          "Oh c'mon, it can be our little secret. You could tell her a friend was helping you study." Dream insisted, wanting George to come over so badly.

          "Well alright, let me text her," George said as he texted his mother, letting her know that he would be at a friends house, studying. George looked up at Dream, who was looking at George, admiring him. "Should we go to your car?" George said, looking at Dream, gesturing to Dreams car. 

           "Alright," Dream said as he grabbed the trash from their ice creams and threw them away. He pulled out Georges seat and helped George up, smirking at him. They walked out of the shop and over to the car. He opened the passenger seat door and gestured to George for him to get in. They looked at each other as George buckled up. Dream smiled then closed the door. Dream went over to the driver seat door and got in. He buckled up as George looked at him, blushing. Dream and George looked at each other and Dream looked away to start the car.