Opposites (NORRAY FANFIC) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 05

Ray's POV

Norman (Tutor)😒

Ray: hey do u wanna come back over and play Mario Kart some more?

Norman: why not, I'm not busy or anything

Ray: really? cool, cya soon?

Norman: yup

I close my phone. Sweet. I'm a little surprised he said yes. I wait for a while, I start to think that maybe he was lying and thought it was hilarious that I asked him to hang out. I hear a gentle knock on the door and I hop up and go to open the door.

"Hey," I say casually. "Miss me?" He asks with a teasing grin on his face. "Nah, just bored, Emma's hanging with some of her friends," I confess. He nods. I turn the TV back on to Mario Kart. "Hera ya go Taod," I joke as I throw him the remote.

...

"NO!" I shout. I hear him laughing next to me. Finish flashes across the screen as I place second. "Damn it, good game," I add. "Thanks, dude," he replies.

Norman's POV

"Wanna play Super Smash Bros now?"
He asks. I smile, that's probably my favorite game "Sure," I respond. He changes the game to Smash Bros and the classic theme song plays.

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"No... no. Yes...NO!" I shout as I die, my final life gone. "Yes!" Ray shouts as I die. I laugh loudly and he starts to laugh too. Our laughter fills the room for a minute but as the laughter dies down I realize something. I've never heard Ray laugh... or smile. Then I look at the time "crap, it's 9:30," I mumble. "Seriously?" he asks, whipping his head around to look at the clock. "So you gotta go?" he asks me. I nod. "Yeah, I do, I'll see you soon though," I smile. 

I leave for the night and it's like 9:50 when I get home. So basically 10:00. I decide to just go to bed though maybe I should read for my book club.

I pass out pretty much as soon as I lay down.

I wake up to my alarm per normal but at least it's a Friday today! Best day of the week. I think I have a math test today and maybe a Spanish test but I'm ready so it's fine.

I pull on baggy blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a dark blue sweater for my outfit today. I just want something simple today.

I go to school and meet up with my friend in the hall. Though as of recently I haven't enjoyed being around them. They're all kinda jerks but at least I have friends. Better than being alone right?

The morning classes drag by. Pretty basic stuff, I take my Spanish test in third period with no problems and then before I know it, it's fourth period. I take my seat and Ray does as well.

Something about Ray makes me crazy. I both love to hang out with him and can't stand him. He's so rich and laid back and effortlessly cool and handsome that it makes me angry.

Jealousy?

How could I be jealous of him? He has almost no friends and the most annoyingly charming personality known to man. I am not jealous I just don't like him. He isn't bad company all the time though. Just when he acts all stupidly charming.

"Hey," he says to me. I glance at him but don't respond. The teacher starts talking and I focus in on that. School work is important after all. Thisngies fine until Ray slides a small piece of paper in front of me. I quietly flip it over and read it.

Why ru ignoring me?

It reads. I think I'll continue the pattern. I flip it over and slide it back to Ray without writing anything.

Ray's POV

Seriously? What is up with him? I click my pen a few times and tap on the note that's in front of him. This gets him to flip it over and write me a reply.

I'm trying to pay attention rn.

He slides it to me and I sigh at this reply. I crumple up the note and bury it in my binder. This class will be a lot more boring than anticipated.

Class drags on and on (as expected after I found out Norman was gonna pay attention today). It drags on so long I even pay attention for 10-ish minutes. I'm proud of myself, 10-ish is a lot better than 0 after all.

Norman seems cool I guess. Other than that whole his friends are all homophobic bullies thing. And the whole goody-two-shoes thing. When he actually loosens up though he isn't half bad.

At least my mom will be happy that I made a sorta-friend. Honestly if I mention were friends she'll probably have him over for dinner or something. Ick.

I lay my head down on the cold, hard desk to relax. At first it works until I the teacher forces me to sit up. I guess I can pretend to pay attention for the last 10 minute of class.

I smile when a small white, neatly folded paper slides in front of me. Maybe he's not as much of a goody-two-shoes as I thought... (or at least he's making progress toward not being a complete square).

(SHORT CHAPTER SORRY!)

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