Ray's POV
I unfold the note. I read it even though I have to squint to read his tiny handwriting.
Sorry for being rude I'm just paranoid, I don't want my friends to make fun of me.
Despite this being an apology it actually pisses me off. I wasn't really angry at first but now I kinda am. I angrily scribble my reply because I know exactly what this is about. I write:
Scared that your shit-head friends will tease you for hanging out with the weird gay kid?
He reads it and I can't tell what he's thinking but I hope he feels at least a little bad. He knows thats exactly what he meant. He doesn't want the cool kids to make fun of him for hanging out with the weird kid. For hanging out with the weird gay kid that they used to bully. I knew he'd be like this to cool to be seen being friends with me. A freak.
He doesn't pass the note back. So class drags on and my anger festers above my head. What a jerk.
Usually as we pack up at the end of class I'd chat with him. Not about anything important. Just a casual chat. Not today though. He seemed cool, I guess I was wrong.
Norman's POV
I glance over at Ray, intending to start a conversation but he still looks pissed. I don't say anything. Feels like there's nothing to say.
Maybe that wasn't exactly the right thing to say. But I've not had friends before. It sucked. Now I'm paranoid to loose the ones I have— even the not so great ones.
I know that saying. The one that's like you'd rather have one dollar then 100 pennies. I get what it means but I cant help but cling to those 100 pennies. Ray is more like the dollar bill, I can tell that even though I've barley hung out with him.
Can't take back my words though. Even if I want to. I said what I said all I can do is say sorry. Hope that he forgives me.
The bell that dismisses class rings overhead and I shove out the door.
... (after school)
I should text him. To say sorry, I definitely need to apologize. Maybe I'll wait till tomorrow morning though. When Rays less pissed off, when his anger (hopefully) has worn away a little bit.
I have a party to get read for anyways and before that I have homework and some stuff to do for the debate team.
I decide to start with homework. It goes by quickly since its not very hard. Then debate stuff, mostly just working in the itinerary for next meeting. Easy as well.
Now what do I wear to the party?
Blue, bagg, ripped ripped jeans and some band shirt. I don't really like this shirt all that much but my friends think its awesome. I pull my sweater on over the shirt. Then I grab my phone and phone charger and shove them into my pocket. Alright lets head our now.
... (at the party, 1 hour later)
Party's suck. Maybe cause I don't drink. Not interested in underaged drinking, I dunno just seems stupid to me. All of my friend are high, drun or both right now.
Maybe I should just go home, it's noisy and boring here anyways. I scan the room again.
Ray?
Didn't imagine that I'd see Ray here. He never comes to partys or at least not to my knowledge. I wave at him from across the room but he scowls at me and walks over to Emma instead. Oh yeah he's still angry at me. Im sure he'll understand once I explain to him tomorrow. Yeah.
I'm leaving. I'd rather be at home I guess. I should find Mateo to tell him I'm leaving the party. He might be high... or drunk... maybe both but if he isn't I want to tell him i'm leaving.
I climb up the stairs to a dark langing. I see someone sat in the darkest corners. "Mateo?" I ask.
"It's me, Ray," Ray mumbles from the dark corner.
"Sorry," I reply and turn to go back down the stairs. Wait. I should apologize now. I turn back around and go over and sit next to him. "I wanted to apologize Ray," I State. "It's not an excuse for being rude but I'm used to not having any friends... and you seem really cool, like a lot cooler then the kids I'm friend with. I'm just scared of not having friends."
Ray's POV
I understand what he's saying. Not everyone is as suited to being alone as I am. Maybe I overreacted a bit. I'm still a little angry but he did just say sorry.
"It's... fine." I tell him shortly. Narrowly through the dark I can see him smile at me.
"I'm going to find Mateo now, see you soon?" he asks me whole standing up and still smiling. I just nod to him and he walks away, satisfied.
Reminds me! I should find Gilda and Emma, they're probably looking for me. They're trying to get me to have a good time or whatever.
...
Me and Norman barley even glance at eachother the rest of the night. I mostly stick with Emma and Gilda (we love third wheeling).
I'm a little sad that I don't talk to him again at the party, I'm sure he'd be fun to party with. If not him and the other popular boys always look like their having fun at these things.
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Opposites (NORRAY FANFIC) (ON HOLD)
FanfictionSince forever Ray and Norman have been opposites, much like the colors of their hair. Ray never really cared much about school, and never had many friends (partly due to the fact that he is openly gay). He's always had Emma - and her girlfriend-at h...