Projection (Male reader x Female OC)

005

With the last few things packed in the car and hidden under the seats we spent exactly two hours longer than I thought we were going to take but nothing like walking up and down the mall for seven fucking hours.

My feet are killing me and I think I am the only one that just really wants to just head home and back to the pc. I am starting to get real-time quick time events to not trip over my own feet at this point.

Sarah then sings. "Was fun~"

Rin smiles at her. "Thank you for helping."

"No not at all; this was quite high on the bucket list of things I really really wanted to do. Though I don't think it would have ever happened you know as they say-"

"I don't." Rin narrows her eyes at her.

"Wish upon a star?"

I stop Sarah. "That will just give Rin more reason to blame you instead of the gods that have already forsaken her."

"Shut up."

I snort as Sarah crosses her arms over her middle. "Well, I did waste my entire day already and got everything done that I needed to be done while I was here. I have to go home before the family freaks out."

I breathe out, "Don't have to make excuses. We did kind of hijack your day."

"Nah don't worry about it. I had fun more than I would be doing what I needed to do." Then pulling out her phone she narrows her gaze before stating. "But seeing as we spent the day together that must mean I am going to need numbers from both of you to extort for all my college needs."

"Like?"

"Not going to tell~"

Rin then looks at me. "I left my phone at home so that's going to be on you."

"You don't remember your own number?"

Sarah chuckles. "Okay you don't have to both reject me so harshly," she dramatically sniffles.

I shake my head as I grab my phone open the contacts and hand it over for her to put in her contact details. "Don't worry I won't dare look at the gallery of young-minded individuals such as yourself."

"I wouldn't hand my phone if I knew you were going to pick through it."

She hands me my phone back as Rin recites her number for her. Sarah shoots both of us a wink before leaving with a wave. I rub the back of my neck while looking down at Rin who is watching me through the corner of her eye.

"What's with that look?"

"Thanks. We would probably still have been stuck with getting clothes if it weren't for you grabbing the nearest girl that would talk to you."

"You are talking to me."

"Okay but that's hardly a good example."

Rubbing my eyes. "Why?"

"I don't know, I just happen to know you for a long time and you aren't the most approachable person I have ever met but despite that, you actually held a conversation with that girl and I just think it is weird."

"You are making it weird."

"Pffft." Then walking past me. "I just want to go home already."

"Same."

Getting into the car we drive to her home. Spending a good amount carrying all of her bags in I am surprised that we managed to buy as much as we did without going miles over the budget and it is just going to be her trying to figure out how being a girl works.

I then drop down at the edge of the bed as she starts tossing out the old clothes and putting in all the new ones.

"Do you still want to hit the gym the same we did?"

"I mean we both went early right? There is hardly anyone that ever wakes up that early from our school and the few that do ignore us for most of it. I did get some clothes for that as well but I am probably going to need to figure out what I have to do..."

"There's always cardio."

"Fuck you and your cardio." She groans loudly. "We can figure it out Monday. I already need to go to school tomorrow to get my new uniform and deal with all the admin things from my license to my ID."

"Need me to tag along?"

"Nah. Dad'll be there to help."

I want to breathe a sigh of relief just to be able to do what I usually do on weekends but this is also pretty important - I don't want to just leave her to figure it out on her own even though I have literally nothing to gain from it.

Rin finishes up with the clothes, putting away all the washing things before crawling over the bed and plopping down.

"Tired?"

"Very. You know you are also going to come out of the house a lot more often now, right?"

I sigh. "Is it because you don't trust your own friends around women?"

"I don't know what they are going to try and do to me!? I trust you with more than just my bank details." Rolling over to her back she rubs her eyes. "I am being a bit dramatic..."

"A lot actually but I can handle that."

"What do you think?"

"If I have to be honest? You are good friends with most of the girls in our class and I am willing to bet they are going to recruit you the moment they get the chance - the guys are probably going to think you are an easy target because they knew you."

Staying quiet, she finally shuts her eyes tightly before stating. "I guess. I mean I don't want to just have you change everything for me..."

"You are worried about that after already derailing my plans for the weekend?"

"At least I am worried about it!"

"After you did it," I repeat myself with a chuckle. "Like you care about me playing games all weekend."

"Yeah... fuck you. Besides getting out like this did you some good and you actually talked to a woman that wasn't me. I don't count."

"Riiight."

"Hm mhm."

I then ask. "So how does the whole thing work?" She lifts herself with a confused expression. "Do you still like girls or did that also magically change with your body?"

"I am like ninety percent sure I am still into girls, sorry. I am going to have to reject all of your advances."

Rolling my eyes while she laughs at me. "No, but I am serious though."

"Ehh. I'll figure it out. Probably." Then lifting herself she walks towards her desk to turn on the computer I gave her a few months back. Plopping down in the seat she asks me. "I am pretty much just going to just chill till I have to go and pick up my dad."

I lift myself as I gesture for the door. "Then I am going to leave and talk to you when I get back home?"

"I'll drive you." She lifts herself heading straight past me not really giving me a choice in the matter, well I don't mind because my feet are actively trying to kill me.