Falling Out

Chapter 2

"Hey there....I'm Riley Beir, it's a pleasure to meet you."

I stared between him and his hand for a couple seconds then shyly take the gesture and shake it. I must be blushing brick red right now as he is still looking and smiling at me.

"So what's your name, dear lady?" He smirks as he rests both and on the table crossed together. I couldn't speak. Not by how cute he is.... If that's okay to say.... But by him speaking to me. No one ever speaks to me, unless it's too be rude and make snide comments while laughing and walking away. One of the popular girls, Britney Anderson, would soon take him anyways.

As if on cue, Brittany walks in and places herself in front of my desk and leans ever-so-slightly against it.

"Hey, cutie. My name is Brittany. And what's yours?" She asks with a flirtatious smile that i see on her constantly. 

"My name is Riley," the boy answers with a confident look on his face.

"Well, Riley, how bout you come over to my lab table and hang with us? Trust me, it would be way much better than sitting with this ... " she ends mid-sentence as she looks over at me with absolute disgust. I just keep my head down and start getting ready for class. I know better than to get in her way when she wants something.

I watch out of the corner of my eye to see Riley leaning toward Brittany with a smile on his face as she, as always, flirtatiously smiles right back. What came out of his mouth though both Brittany and I were not expecting.

"Look, Brittany, as much as I'd LOVE to hang with you and your crew back there, I couldn't possibly have fun. I'd much rather hang out up here learning about the many wonderful wonders that Chemistry has to offer with my super, good, new friend, Lily."

I stare wide-eyed at my book as Brittany tries to cover up her look of disbelief with a scowl and a scoff. She walks away to where her jerk of a boyfriend, Johnny, was.

He looks over at me with a smile just as the second bell rings. "Wasn't that amazing?!"

"U-um....yea....let's just focus on Chemistry right now," I look at him and blush as he is still smiling at me.

"Okay," he turns his attention to the class, and the whole rest of the class he sneaks glances at me when he thinks I don't notice.

***SKIP CLASS TIME***

"Alright, class! Before you leave today there is a project due on Monday that you and your partner must work on together. I will had you a packet with your topic on it and you must make a poster about it and form a theory. In class on Monday, you will test your theory to see if it's true or not. This is worth half of this term's grade. Good luck and have fun!"

The whole class but me and Riley groaned when they heard the word project. I shrink down a little in my seat and take notes about it. Mrs. Ziall hands Riley the packet and he leans in close to show me to show me the topic. Deforestation and reforestation. This is too easy! I already know a lot about this!

"I could come over to your house to start on it if you'd like," Riley softly says to me. I was about to say yes when I remembered what my dad did last time I had a friend over. I've lost too many friends to him and I am not going to lose this one to him....wait....did i just call him my friend?....

"N-no!" I exclaim which makes him turn his gaze to me quickly. I change my tone so he doesn't suspect anything. "I-I mean no....I could just come to your house....if that's okay with um....you and your parents...." God, I sound like a nervous wreck. I have got to get it together. I just don't want him to know what my dad does to me. It will ruin my life more than it already has.

All i notice is a big, wide, goofy grin play on his perfect face. "And the maiden has spoken," he says smiling bigger. I swear if he smiles any bigger than what he's smiling now, he just might break his face....

I blush red and stuff everything into my bag, hurrying out the door into the bathroom at a quick pace, leaving a very confused looking Riley behind.

What was it about this boy that made her blush until she was brick red and made her heart dance to the tempo of a fast paced song?