A Foreign Touch

Pink Cheeks and White Lies {2}

                                                                                   Ryan's POV

     I looked to my left. He's right there! The man that I knocked down in the hallway! I can feel my usually tan skin flush into a shade of white. He cocks his head and whisper yell, "What're you looking at?"

     "Er... Uh, n-nothing!" I reply looking down.

     "You weirdo," I hear him mutter under his breath.

     I glare at him but I see he is looking down. Is he.... Blushing?! I look down and grin. I made him blush!

                                                                                    Matt's POV

     "Er... Uh, n-nothing!" he replies looking down.

     "You weirdo," I mutter.

     Not really.

     I look down and feel my cheeks go pink. I hope he didn't see.

~ Time                                                                                       *                                                                               Skip~

     After science I had English. Knowing our English instructor, Mrs. Hannah, we will have an assignment even though it's the first day of school. Mrs. Hannah is a pant-suit lady. The kind of teacher that everyone fears, including other teachers.

     I take my seat and see other familiar faces from past classes and past years. Jenna, Alex, Daniel, Mark, Sarah, Nate, Matthew, Tom, Amy, Jack, and him. I take my English book out of my book bag and plop it down on my bizarrely small desk.

     "Alright, ladies and gentlemen! Take your seats so we can start!" called a strong but feminine voice, "for this lesson we will not only be learning about Shakespeare, but also acting out one of him poems or plays."

     Shit. Well I'm done for! Mark me up now!

     "Let's get started right away."

     After 30 minutes of her blabbering on about some dead guy, she announced we were going to work in a group.

     "For this project you will need to work with a team," there was a shift in the classroom, "That I will choose. You and your team will have to decide what story or poem you will reenact for you fellow classmates and I. Your play must include costumes, props, and everyone must play a role in the reenactment."

     She started to call off names one by one. Jonah, Chris, Jessica, Elizabeth, Juliana, Alex, Jenna.

     "And finally, in a group will be will be Nate, Sarah, Matthew, Daniel, Matt, Mark, and..." the world froze. We all knew who it was going to be, "and Ryan." I was internally screaming.

     Oh, Ryan, huh? I like that name.

     I didn't realize I was grinning like an idiot until Sarah snapped me out of my trance and asked if I was ok.

     "Huh? Oh, uh-what do you mean?" I questioned like an idiot.

     "Um, well you were just staring at the wall. What's up?" Sarah asked, grinning slightly. Sarah is one of those friends that you can tell anything to, but I cannot tell this to anyone!

     "Oh, uh, nothing actually. I was just thinking about the project."

     "Haha! Yeah, you? Thinking about English? Yeah, ok, but what's really up?"

     "Very funny, Sarah," I reply putting away my book and slinging my bag over my shoulder, "Nothing is up. I swear."

     "Ok, whatever you say," she said defensively, bringing out the 'O' in 'Ok', "let's get to lunch. I'm starving."

     "My favorite subject!"

     We walked down to the cafeteria, talking about various things.

                                                                                        A/N

     Yo! What's up my friends? I have been very busy lately. Please don't hurt meeee! But there will be a major spam of chapters because I have all the chapters up until chapter 4, so yeah! I hope you're enjoying the story so far. And, yes, I may or may not have been listening to Panic! At The Disco so there may be some mistakes here and there but I hope there's not too many! BAI!