New York State of Mind *Grand Army*

1

Grand Army High School was in a comfortable chatter, with lockers slamming closed every few seconds. Ryan Miller stood at her locker rummaging through a few items before she found what she needed.

Strong arms wrapped around her body, lifting her off the ground, and she squealed. She looked over her shoulder, and smiled at the sight of her boyfriend, Luke.

"Hey babe." Luke said, with a wide grin plastered across his lips. Luke sat Ryan back down on the ground, before they pressed their lips together passionately.

"Ewww, get a room." George said, as he walked up to the pair. Luke and Ryan separated with a laugh, and George patted Luke on the back.

"Get some dude." George said, fist bumping Luke. Ryan closed her locker, and held her AP book in the crook of her arm.

"Timmy boy!" George yelled, gaining Tim's attention from across the hallway. Tim smiled, and made his way up to the group that formed around Ryan's locker.

"Hey guys." Tim said, fist bumping Luke and George, but pulling Ryan in for a hug. Ryan smiled, and wrapped her arms around Tim.

"Did you finish the AP homework?" Ryan asked Tim. Tim dug in his backpack, and pulled out the packet that was assigned as homework. Tim handed the worksheet to Ryan, and Ryan smiled.

"Ugh, I love you!" Ryan said, pulling out her phone and snapping pics of it. Tim smiled at Ryan's words, and she handed him back the packet, and Tim stuffed in back into his backpack.

"Okay, did you hear what Joey did to your girlfriend this morning?" Luke asked George. Ryan had already received the news of this mornings events, but how Luke found out was surprise.

"No, what?" George asked, and Luke let out a laugh.

"She dug that cum filled condom out of Gracie." Luke said, and Ryan cringed at his vulgar use of words. Ryan smacked him on the shoulder, and Luke raised his arms in defense.

"That is disgusting." George said, fake gagging. Ryan looked at Tim, and gave him an eye roll at the immaturity floating through the air. Tim laughed, before signaling that that was their cue to leave.

"Hey, wait! Where are you going?" Luke asked, following Ryan and Tim.

"To class, where you should be going, too." Ryan said, and Luke smiled at her determination to be good at everything she did.

Luke wrapped his arm around Ryan, and started to walk her to class. George jogged up to the group, before his body collided with a girl, and she dropped her phone on the ground.

Leila pushed her dark hair behind her ear, and took a deep breath. Ryan reached down to grab her, and handed the phone back to her with a smile.

"Hey, slow down there. Relax." George teased, and Ryan sighed. George stepped closer to her, and mouthed 'relax' to her with a smirk.

"I don't need to relax." Leila said, obviously frustrated. Before Ryan could tell the boys off, Leila had already stormed off. George, and Luke let out a chuckle before they all kept walking.

Ryan and Tim headed into class, as Luke and George followed. Ryan sat down in her seat, and flipped her book open.

"I'll see you later babe." Luke said, pecking Ryan's lips. Ryan waved goodbye, before Luke strutted out of the AP class where he never felt like he belonged.