Too Close for Comfort

Chapter 2

We walked outside to Mara's beat up Range Rover truck.

"She looks so perfect-by 5sos" came blasting through the radio.

"Your lipstick stain is a work of art.  I got your name tattooed in an arrow heart." I happily sang along.

"Five seconds of summer, huh?" Mara asked raising her eyebrow as we pulled away from my apartment complex.

"Oh, yeah." I murmured shyly and slightly embarrassed.

"Great! Who do you like best? I like Ashton." Mara asked.

"I like Calum a lot, I guess." I replied.

Soon we pulled in to a driveway of a wrecked house with music blaring out every window and door.

I got out of the truck and staggered to the door of the house.

Stupid heels.

I came inside to see a few passed out teens, some kissing couples, and many drinking  teens.

I sat on the couch and fished my phone out of my purse.

I pulled up the flappy bird app.

I hate this game with a passion. Like I hate how impossible and HARD it is, but I love trying to beat it.

"No phones it's a party!" some guy said, yanking my phone from my hands.

I looked up to see Ryder Green, my crush btw.

"Oh, ugh um hi to you too, Ryder." I retorted.

"Hey, princess, save that for our math class together, let's dance, I won't take no for an answer." Ryder replied.

"Just please give my phone back."

"Weird, I didn't even get a protest." Ryder said as he pulled me off the couch and to the dance floor (living room).

Ryder and I have math together, he knows I like him. But instead of being nice or considerate, he teases me. So we have a love-hate relationship. Sorta, I don't know if he likes me back or not.

"No, Ryder, there's a reason I don't dance."

"Well looks like I'm about to find out why." Ryder replied with smug an devilish smirk.

"Jerk!" I exclaimed.

"A jerk that you're in love with." Ryder said with a wink.

I couldn't deny it.

So I just groaned, "Ugh!"

He took me by the waist and we danced.

Okay, he danced.

I however, stumbled around, as his hands placed firmly around my waist kept me from falling.

"I can see why you can't dance." Ryder smirked.

I rolled my eyes, "yeah, yeah I have two left feet, I get it."

"No, it's because you're wearing stilts instead of shoes." He laughed.

"Oh." I blushed, a bit embarrassed.