Awkward. (BoyxBoy)

Jesus Take the Wheel...Please!

Chapter 6- Jesus Take the Wheel...Please!

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Ryan's POV

You know, the times that I hate myself for my social abilities (or better, my lack thereof), are surprisingly few and far between (because of my slight antisocial tendencies). Since I tend to avoid people a lot, I don't have the chance to embarrass myself too often, but when I do, oh boy. It's really something. I always end up hating myself on really epic levels and having an internal panic attack. But like I said, these things don't happen often.

Unfortunately, that thing that I just mentioned? Yeah, it's happening now. After the new kid walked into the room and Mr. McQueen had introduced him as Justin O'Riley, he stuck his hand out for me to shake with a smile. Any and all knowledge on how to speak (and how to move too apparently) left me at that point and I ended up just staring at him until his smile faltered and his hand went back to his side. I could feel myself gaping like an idiot and good God I really hate myself right now! I also hate Mr. McQueen, but mostly just myself.

The new kid-Justin, my dazed mind supplies- begins to look really uncomfortable and starts to fidget, but I just can't stop staring because shit he was really attractive and I really need to make words come out of my mouth before he starts thinking I'm even more of a creep.

"I'm Ryan!" I blurt. 'Oh real smooth Martinez... real smooth.' I berate myself mentally. I fully expected the new kid- Justin- to begin judging me (if he wasn't already), but instead he gave me a genuine smile.

"I'm Justin. Thanks so much for doing this, I really need it!" He says instead of a snide remark to my epic fail.

What with being all embarrassed and awkward turtle-y, I had forgotten why I was here in the first place. I shook my head a few times to clear the haze that my brain was under and finally, finally, made actual words come out of my mouth.

"Y-yeah, no problem." I took a deep breathe through my nose to try and calm myself down.

'Calm down you idiot! He's just another student who needs to be tutored. Yes, he's very attractive and his eyes are so pretty and he's so tall and-.' I lightly shook my head again as I realized that I was going on a tangent in my own head and was, yet again, staring at the new ki-Justin- who was looking uncomfortable. Again.

As I was about to open my mouth and embarrass myself some more, the bell for first period rang. I let out a quiet sigh of relief.

"That's the bell. Why don't I meet you in the library and we can, um, talk more?" Justin asked, his face unsure. I didn't blame him. He must think I'm a total idiot. And a creep. And words still weren't coming out of my mouth. So I just nodded. Justin smiled and nodded.

"Cool." He said with a nod before he gave me one more smile and walked out the classroom with his bag slung over his shoulder. I stared at the space where he was for another moment before my focus was interrupted by Mr. McQueen's quiet chuckling.

"Very articulate Mr. Martinez."

I shot a glare towards the graying man before sitting down and mentally berating myself.

'What the fuck is your actual problem Ryan? Jesus Christ child! Your Forever 22 looking ass self couldn't even get through a goddamned conversation with him!'