I Liked Blue Better

Friends?

Chapter 3

\\ Aaron's POV \\

When I was walking into the doors of the giant campus, I saw that unmistakable blue sweatshirt. He must have a ton of those, or he does his laundry a lot.

Maybe he could lend me one.

What am I thinking?! I don't even know him.
Just be careful. Don't scare him. Approach from the side. Hopefully he doesn't recognize you.

"Hey, man!"

\\ Tom's POV \\

What the heck?
My day was going bad enough.
I don't need an overecstatic puppy running up to me.

His vibrant red sweatshirt hurt my eyes.
How do people stand him?
"Hm..?"

I just looked at him plainly with no expression. I wasn't really in much of a mood to talk.
He only smiled back and put his hand behind his neck. "Are you new?"

"Oh. Yeah."

Strawberry kid smiled even brighter like the actual sun. Weird. Although, I couldn't identify why my stomach was flipping everywhere.
"Can I show you around?! We can tour the whole campus if we're quick! The first week is for settling in and exploring..."

His voice trailed off in my brain. I just said responded with "Sure." Not knowing how many things I had agreed to, I sighed. What did this guy think was so interesting about me?

I wasn't up to much since I didn't have my prescription yet and didn't get much sleep. I rubbed my eyes and hoped I didn't have any eye bags.

"Okay! Let's go!" Red shirt guy grabbed my wrist and pulled me along quickly, causing me to trip a bit. What the heck?

I couldn't identify this.. feeling. I had never experienced this before. It felt like my stomach was flipping everywhere and my heart skipping a beat at every touch.

I'll just ignore it. Let the guy show me around, although I was still confused why he took any interest in me at all.

"Okay! This is the main hall,"
He quickly pulled me to the right, not giving me much of a chance to look around.

Accidentally crashing into him, I lost my breath. I wasn't very fit at all because I didn't eat much and didn't work out, like, at all. I'm not much of an athlete.

"Oops! Sorry. Am I going too fast?!"

This guy really doesn't give anyone a break, huh.

"I..guess." I mumbled quietly.

"What?"

Don't put me on the spot, please..

"Um. I guess." I responded, looking at my hands. Trying to be respectful I looked up at his face. Looks like a literal strawberry, going along nicely with his sweatshirt.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! Okay, what do you wanna see next?!" I looked down at my hands, his face and sweatshirt kind of burning my eyes. I slowly pulled the hood over my face.