alone

the blonde with blue eyes, the brunette with brown eyes

Clay's POV

  I impulsively walked up to the new senior, and just stood there for a second. He looked startled, so I backed away.

"I'm sorry" I said, embarrassed.

"Uh.. It's okay" George stuttered.

"I was just"- Clay paused. The bell had rung, so he went back to his seat. The teacher gave a long and grueling lecture about some drills, (fire, tornado, etc.) He went on with dress code.

"No shorts above the knees, girls. That includes boys also. And no tank tops straps that are any skinnier than your pointer finger and middle finger together, girls" The teacher lectured.
   The first day was always the easiest, but always the most boring also. All I could think about was the brunette with brown eyes in the sweater, that sat coincidentally, right next to me. When the bell rang, I headed to second hour and noticed the brunette following me. I weirdly stood up straighter, and started to walk with more.. pizazz? What am I doing? I thought. I look utterly ridiculous. What is the boy in the sweater doing to me? Clay was super confused, but even more confused as to why the brunette was following him, now. Clay turned around swift and quick.

"What do you want?" I asked sternly.

"I- I'm just going to my second hour. Get out of the way" The brunette protested.

I was flabbergasted at how that small nerdy boy talked to him. I'm such a dummy. I also felt like an absolute dick for saying what he said to the brunette with brown eyes.
   I don't know why I care so much what that boy thought anyway, he was only a nerdy new kid. Once I got to my second hour, I realized the boy in the sweater was ALSO in my second hour. Crap. I thought to myself. Now I'm gonna have to deal with him and it be super awkward. AGAIN. I am so screwed. What are my friends gonna think when they find out I get vulnerable around the nerdy new kid? I guess I'll just try to keep my composure for now. Once I walk into my second hour and sit down, the sweater kid stares at me blankly for a couple seconds, then realized what he's doing and looks away, face burning with a red coloration.

George's POV

I noticed once I walked in that Clay was in my second hour also. I accidentally caught myself staring at him. Why is the buff.. handsome.. jock of the school making me act up? I need to just focus on school and making new friends. Having to make new friends was one of the biggest problems for me. I've always been kinda ambiverted.. more introverted though. I had mostly online friends from playing Minecraft and such.  But it was time for me to stand up, and get over my introverted bullshit. I walk up to this random kid.. his name is Nick apparently. (He's in another one of my classes.)

"What's up little dude" Nick blurts when I walk up to him.

"Oh, I was just saying hi! Want to be friends?" I say, questioning why I did this.

"Sure, man!" He blurts, a little louder than expected.

"Okay, cool. I'll catch you later.. I gotta go to my eighth hour."

He walks away not saying goodbye, or any type of farewell. I quickly noticed he was another one of the popular kids. Next I make a very unexpected move. I didn't even expect this.

"Hey, Nick!" I yell.

"Yeah?" He says, confused

"I was wondering.. do you know a guy named Clay? Tall, muscly.." handsome.. I thought.

"Yeah, he's my best bud! Known that guy since we were kids basically."

"Oh okay, thanks, Nick."

"See ya." He finally says.

At least it doesn't seem like he hates me. I thought. I then head to my eighth hour, almost making myself late. It is the most boring fucking class I've ever been in. Even more boring than what private school was like.

Later on that night

Once I get home, I feel like my head has been absolutely crushed by.. I don't know, something heavy. It was a long day for me, new school, maybe developing a crush on someone I never expected to crush on.. it's just a lot right now. Once I get in the shower, I just cannot stop thinking about Clay. Why? I don't know. All I can think about is him absolutely destroying me. I'm not gonna go into detail.. but yeah, you get it. I've never been that type of dirty minded kid either.. what is happening to me.. I quickly get out of the shower, and go to sleep. Hoping tomorrow will be a better day.