Tryan

Meeting Again for the First Time

Troy was once again in the gym, but his focus wasn't on on his bounce pass. He was craning his ears, desperately hoping to catch one of Ryan's tunes from the other side of the wall. His plan was, when and if Ryan ever got here, to, when he heard him practicing, to slip into the auditorium, and... well... he hadn't gotten there yet. Spill all of his feelings? Vent about his confusement regarding him? Wimp out and just tell him to get lost? Probably. But Troy knew that if he didn't do this now, it would pester him with anxieties for the rest of the day, and long into the night. There was a good chance he would regret following through with this plan, but it's better than the latter. 'It's better to try and fail then not try at all.' "Oh my god, I'm quoting that tacky poster in Mrs. Baxter's class!" Troy said aloud. Suddenly, a hip hop beat sounded from the auditorium! Ryan!!! Troy couldn't help himself, before he knew it he was boltan to the door. He flung open the wooden door. "You gotta getcha head in the game..." Ryan looked up abruptly. Troy found himself letting words spill out of his mouth before he had the chance to stop himself. "Ryan, look. I like you. I don't know what it is, but I can't think straight  whenever you're around, and I find myself feeling weird whenever I see you, like, now for instance, I start talking really fast and I start shaking (Ryan held up a shaky hand in proof), and I'll just say it, I think I'm.. attracted to you." Ryan looked shocked! So did Troy. Ryan opened his mouth...