Defended: A Dolan Twins Fanfic

CHAPTER 5

A few days went by and then the weekend happened. And before I knew it, it was already Monday again. Shania, Michael, Twin, and the rest of my friends were actually getting on my nerves lately about the whole "Ethan Dolan was in my class" and "The Dolan Twins now go to MHS" kind of thing. So the only person I wasn't distancing myself around was probably Meghan, who cared that the boys were there, but not so much to the point where she was harping about it every day. I was dreading the last class of the day lately, especially because Mr. McKennis would ask if I had talked to Ethan yet or met up with him after school to catch him up in the class. I didn't have the heart to tell him no, that I haven't even tried yet, that I was too nervous to even say hello, so I lied and told him that I have been working with Ethan for two days now.

I realized I should of just been honest with my teacher. Maybe then he would assigned what I was supposed to do to another student. Like that cheerleader who gives me dirty looks on a daily basis now. Or those group of jocks in the back corner who aren't very smart, but know that hanging out with another good-looking guy would help bring up their popularity ratings.

Lying to my teacher also made me realize that now, I had to talk to Ethan Dolan. I had to introduce myself into him and ask when he was free to show him my notes and what, tutor him, basically? I had to do all the things I wanted to do, but was too nervous to imply. Or maybe if I got sorta lucky, he wouldn't even care about catching up, and would reject the entire idea.

Either way, it was worth a shot.

Now, hang out a moment, before I go any further, I need everyone to know one thing and one thing only: I'm not some thirsty-ass fangirl who wants him to think that I'm hot and would want to have sex with me. I don't want his attention. But please, don't think I'm being a bitch about it either. I would prefer to call him my friend and get to know him for who he is, as an individual, rather than something else. The reason why I was so nervous to actually talk to him was yes, I am a fan of the Dolan Twins, and yes, I know who he is for what he portrays on Vine with his twin brother, and yes, I was partially self-conscious. I didn't want him to think I was an overly obsessed fan who would do anything to get his attention. That was actually something I was afraid of.

But, like the good ol' saying, you wouldn't know until you tried. So the least I could do was follow what Mr. McKennis requested, try to not come off in a negative way, and actually pass as a decent person. At least in his eyes.

The bell rang for Psychology to start, but hardly anyone came inside the room yet. And that included our teacher. There were a few kids talking to one another about their day, another two in the back, sharing earphones, and one of the quiet jocks who seemed lost without his posse.

"Hey," an all-too well familiar voice gently greeted. I looked up from my notebook to see Ethan half turned in his seat, facing me. When we made eye contact, I felt my cheeks become warm and I saw him notice too.

"Oh, hey, Ethan. How are you?" My voice cracked, shyly. Shit, I wasn't expecting this conversation to happen so soon. I didn't even get some time to mentally prepare.

"I'm doing alright. Just trying to adjust to the school. Um," He cleared his throat, awkwardly and a little nervously. "I heard McKennis wants you to help me catch up in the class and whatnot. You don't mind, right?"

"Yes..." I said quickly, without thinking. "I mean, no. Yes, he wants me to help out. I can hand over the notes and stuff. Go over the last few chapters with you. And no, I don't mind. I'd love to."

He chuckled and gave me a friendly smile. "Great, thanks! Do you want to go to the library after school one day this week?"

"Sure! Just let me know."

The final class bell had rung after that sentence, and I didn't notice it until now, but everyone else had taken their seats. Mr. McKennis was also in the room and writing today's notes on the board. A few more kids were staring at Ethan and I, whispering things back and forth. I ignored it though, the best that I could anyways. Ethan had turned around in his seat and I couldn't help but smile. He really was as friendly as he always portrayed.