J.A.W.Z Of Love (Wayne and Alex's Story)

What do I do?

(Wayne's POV)

It was Alex, I froze and quickly looked down at my plate. What is he doing here? I can feel him watching me and I am about to say something until he opens his mouth. "Hi, My name is Alex, although I'm sure you already knew that, what's yours?" What the hell is he doing why is he talking to me, I don't even know this dude, nor do I want to know him. After debating for a few seconds whether I should reply or not I finally decided to tell him my name, I'm pretty sure he already knows it anyway. " Wayne" I reply. "Haha, ok Wayne nice to meet you tell me about yourself," I say nothing, which I immediately regret because he starts rambling. 

" Ok, so your not the talkative type that's fine, I'll tell you about myself, I am 16, My favorite color is a blackish-blue, my favorite food is my moms Pozole de Pollo o Guajolote, it's a Mexican stew, hmm what else, um my hobbies are playing video games and eating and my favorite show are Defend on Midget and I know what you're thinking "Anime is for kids" but it's a really good show."Is this guy for real, why can't he just leave, I'm sure there are more interesting people to talk to. I continue to say nothing hoping he will get the hint but he just keeps pushing. 

 " Ha, ok I went so now you gotta tell me about yourself like what's your favorite food?" Please leave me alone. " Ok I'll guess it then, is it Pizza? Burgers? Tacos? Cake? Icecream? Lasagna? Cheese? Spaghetti? c'mon give me a hint, please?" Im about to lose it when the bell rings, oh thank God.  "Welp I'll figure it out someday, see you around Wayne". I hope not I'd prefer it if I never have to see you again. I spent the rest of the day looking around to make sure Alex was nowhere to be seen. Finally, the bell rang meaning that it was time to go home. This bell is becoming my savior today. I walked out of the classroom and did a final check to make sure he wasn't around until I was out of the school and on my way home. 

I walked into my house and was met with the smell of my mom's famous spaghetti. " Mmm smells good In here". "Oh dear, I didn't know you were home yet Wayne, I wanted this to be done by the time you got here" That's my mom for you, always concerned about others. " It's fine mom, you keep working on that I was going to do my homework anyway". I walked up the stairs, into my room, and closed the door. 

I lied when I said I was doing my homework I didn't have any. The truth was that I needed to process what just happened at school and what I would do if it happened again. Why did he talk to me at lunch? Is it because he hasn't made any friends yet? Well he seems like he would fit right into our school with the way he looks and dresses, he doesn't seem like the homophobic/racist type so he should be fairly popular, yeah that's it! He only talked to me because he doesn't have any friends yet! I bet by tomorrow he will be swarmed by so many people he will forget I even existed!

I was wrong. I was sitting in class when he came up to me again and started talking. " Morning Wayne, man last night's homework was hard!" What is he talking about we didn't have any" We didn't have homework" Idiot. " Huh? oh yeah you're right I was thinking of last-last night's homework, so anyway what did you have for dinner Wayne?". That was so random and why is this guy acting like we're friends I bet he doesn't even know how old I am." My mom made us some amazing taquitos, man those things were so good.. blah blah blah". Oh god, kill me now. Unfortunately for me, this continued on for the whole week, he continued to bother me with his nonsense.

 He told me so much about himself that I could probably write a whole book about it, I, on the other hand, have told him nothing. I must admit though it is entertaining to hear him talk about himself, here are some things I learned about him: He has 2 sisters, an older sister who is in college, and a young sister who's in 1st grade. He used to play football in middle school until he sprained his ankle and was unable to walk properly for months, his mom is from Mexico and his dad is from Italy, and he was born June 24, 2005, in New York City. When Friday came around I knew more about him than I did about school. So, I was extremely happy when the bell rang and I didn't have to see his face for 2 whole days. 

As soon as I got home I started thinking about what I should do. Clearly, my theory about him not having any friends was wrong because even though everyone is practically begging for him to talk to them he chooses to talk to me. I don't know what he see's in me? I don't even talk to him he mostly just dumps information about himself onto me. Even after coming up with several crappy Ideas, I was still left with 1 question: What am I gonna do?

A/N: Hey guys, I know this chapter is a little longer than the rest of them but Ideas just kept "Coming" to me 😏😳. I hope you liked it!