With Him

Chapter Eight

^ Tyler's new hair ^

Tyler's P.O.V

Five, five days, counting today it's been five days of Thanksgiving break and it's been really crazy. Let me just give you a quick run-down.

So Thursday, I got my car back, bleached my hair, everyone freaked out over my car. Apparently I'm going be be picking up Chris's dad Thursday because he'll love my car.

I dyed my hair Friday, I mixed pink and purple for all my hair but my bangs they're just pink.

Greyson and Felix's friends have been staying the night every night and they can be very loud at night.

I've learned that they're cute friend is named James, wait, hold on back up. Cute? Where did that come from? I mean he is pretty cute with his big chocolate eyes, and dirty blonde hair that's he keeps kind of short on the sides and a little longer on the top. And when he smiles he gets these cute dimples and his cheeks make his eyes kinda close.

Oh my god. Do I have a crush? DO I HAVE A CRUSH?!

I fly off my bed where I had been reading and run through the bathroom to the music room where Dallas, Brooklyn, and Vivian are.

"If one were to have a crush how would you know? Hypothetically speaking of course." I say interrupting their conversation, honestly right now my thing is more important.

"Um well, if you think about them constantly, get all flustered around them, imagine yourself in a relationship with them, notice little things about them, things like that" Vivian says looking up from the piano.

"Why? Do you have a crush on someoneeee" maybe I should not have said this in front of Brooklyn. She'll blab to everyone she see's. My face heats up, but based off what they said I'm not sure if I do have a crush on him.

I haven't thought about him much and I haven't been around him enough to get all flustered or notice things about him. Maybe I just think he's cute. Yeah that's what it is.

"I think I figured it out" I turn around and go back through the bathroom and stop infront of the mirror. I had let my hair air dry after my shower, I rarely blow dry it since my hair has a nice texture and doesn't get frizzy, it's not curly or wavey but it also isn't straight.

My hair's long a little past my hips, I part it down the middle and do two French braids that go into messy buns at the base of my head. I brush out my bangs with my fingers until they look nice and leave the bathroom.

I grab my book and go downstairs to make lunch, it's a little past two so I figured now there'd be no one in the kitchen but I was wrong.

It was Addison and her girlfriend sitting at the island eating salads. "Hey Tyler, your hairs cute" Clara says with a mouth full, I smile and nod and go over to the pantry to grab the tortillas and go to the fridge to get shredded cheese.

I go over to the stove, grab a skillet, turn on the stove and slap a tilla on it. Now I normally hate tortillas like even the thought of them makes me gag because I can smell them. But I love quesadillas, I throw a bunch of cheese on close the tortilla and wait for it to cook.

I'd put meat in it if there was any but the animals playing video games in the living room right now ate it all. I flip it over and wait a little more then put it on a plate.

I cook it just enough so that the cheese is melted but not enough that the tortilla gets much color. If it's too dark I'm not gonna eat it I can't stand the burnt flavor.

I put the skillet in the sink, put the tortillas back and the cheese, grabbing an apple juice while I'm in the fridge.

I grab my juice, plate, and book and go upstairs, but instead of turning right to go to my room I turn left to go to the huge library.