After the Fall

Fore Warnings (Mhmm)

Hate doesn't even begin to describe how Amberlee feels about school.

And now...she hates it more.

Because of the new guy.

"God he is so hot."

"You should ask him to the party we're having on Friday night."

"Oh my god I totally should."

Amberlee rolls her eyes for the upmost time, knowing she just needs to get this part of her assignment done before she puts in her music, knowing there are some parts she cannot fully concentrate on with music blasting in her ears. So she just tells herself to hurry up and come on and finish that way after she gets back from lunch she can blast her music in her ears.

But she called it, her fourth period teacher also set Ryder by her, and she slowly goes to look over at him when his punk head metal rock music plays way to loud in his headphones, him sitting besides her while lightly tapping his pencil against his paper, occasionally writing stuff down on his worksheet.

"Hey dipshit." Amberlee says, him still looking down at his paper, a lollipop being in his mouth while he lightly rolls it around his tongue. Amberlee sighs out in pure frustration, her going to slap the back of his hard shoulder, making him look at her. "Turn your damn music down."

"What?!" He questions kind of loud, some of the students laughing. Amberlee just glares at him in response, him going to put his headphones around his neck. "Damn what did I do now girl?" He smiles.

"You're being your typical dumbass self." Amberlee comments.

Ryder whistles while turning down his music. "What you want to ask me Am?"

"I told you to stop calling me that." She grits out.

"Or...." He trails off, her just glaring at him harder. "Damn you look damn good when you mad, I just love annoyin you."

"As soon as you get a knee to the groin you are going to think completely differently." Amberlee tells him.

"Nah I would still annoy you." Ryder says.

"Hi Ryder."

Ryder turns around, looking at the girl who goes to stand besides his desk. "What's good?"

"I like your shirt." She smiles.

Ryder looks down at his plain grey shirt sleeve shirt tucked into his combat pants. "Appreciate that."

"Man you look fresh out of the military, is that what you want to do?"

"Nah."

Amberlee just rolls her eyes, her going to rummage through her backpack to find her mp3 player and headphones.

"So me and my friends were throwing a party at my place since my parents won't be home, you should totally come by and join." She proposes.

"Hmm." Ryder hums, him looking over at Amberlee who turns on her mp3 player. "What you think partner?"

"For Jesus Christ fucks sake I don't care!" Amberlee looks at him with a irritated expression.

"She such a ray of sunshine isn't she?" Ryder smiles. "You goin to the party?"

"The party that screams low lives and desperation, no I'm higher than that." Amberlee comments. "But you know what you should go, because you only get lower Ranger, lowest of the low. And maybe why you are there you can get so drunk to where your body turns into a pile of liquid and melt into non existence that way I won't have to fucking deal with you anymore."