Uniquely Normal (boyxBoy)

Chapter 5- Ryder

To whom it may concern,

I need to stop imagining scenarios in my head that have a -2% chance of actually happening. Its becoming a problem.

See, I barely met him, like literally a period ago. He's stunning and moon- lit bright. I don't want to catch feeling but I cant help it. he's so smooth-- like satin. Ben was his name. Ben was nice and courteous. He's the only good thing that happened to me today, between getting a hideous sharpie makeover from Becca and him "sweeping me off my feet" its been a pretty nice day over all- I guess.

I just don't want my life to turn into a Lana Del Rey song. Hopefully it doesn't happen.

Like Always, Ryder Callistan.

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I kept looking up at the clock, there was a group of jocks obviously talking about me in the back of the room. It was disguistingly basic. The nerd being picked on by the jocks.

Great.

It was all the things you would expect to hear from an all around, homophobic football player.

"Faggot."

"Pussy"

"Pole-eater"

I really didn't worry about it. The only thing that was on my mind was Ben. My new friend. My only friend, really. I watched as the red hand spiraled around the clock, and the black hand tick every minute. and then suddenly, the bell rang. I grabbed my bag and walked out the door and turned a couple corners until I made it to the place where we were talking.It was full, I opened the door and immediately my eyes focused on Ben, sitting there twiddling his thumbs.

I sat down.

"Hey Ben," I said "how was your day?"

He look at me and smiled.

"Perfect"

I looked at all the people in the small classroom, it was packed. There was barely any breathing space.

"Hey" i started "wanna get outta here?" I getured at all the people.

"Yeah" he nodded "of course, lets go"

Wr got our bags and walked out of the room, down a couple halls, through some doors, and then 2 flights of stairs.

"So" he said as he opened the front door, "you walk, or drive?"

"Walk" I laughed " my family doesnt trust me with a car"

He laughed.

"Lets walk then"

It was fall here in German Valley. The air was light and crisp. The slight crunch of gravel, dirt, and leaves on the ground made a pattern of choppy sounds as we walked.

"Its beautiful here" ben swooned.

"Yeah" i agreed, lookimg up at the sky watching the puffy clouds fly above us.

I looked at ben, he was beautiful. His cheeks were rosy colored from the crisp and chilly air. He pushed his glasses up on his nose with a finger, and looked down at me.

"Do you know what the meaning of life is?" He asked.

I scratched the back of my head.

"I like to say... I do." I went on. "Think of life as a lost child. You find it, care for it, give it love, and then, when it comes of age, you let it go, so it shows that love to someone else."

We kept walking.

"thats beautiful.." Ben gasped.

I smiled at him.

"Thats so poetic" he went on. "Do you write? Like books, poems.."

I stopped and looked at Ben.

"Yeah, I actually do."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

I sat on the ground and fumbled through my bag. I pulled out a black folder, and filed through it. I soon came to a stop and pulled a page out of it. I handed it to Ben.

He took it, sat down close to me. He rested his head on my shoulder. He read it outloud.

"After he broke up with me, i wrote about him. I wrote and i wrote, and i wrote. I described him as a hurricane, a drug, and my universe.
Now that i dont see him, i dont see him that way. He was nothing above ordinary, he was just a boy who didnt want to be with me, and that's that."

He looked at me, and I looked at him. we looked into each others eyes, and I swear, I culd see the universe in them. I looked down at his lips and back at his eyes.

"Y-youre... gay?" he stuttered.

I got hot and looked away, I got my bag, and stood up.

"I gotta go" I said with a shaky voice.

"no, please" he pleaded, grabbing my wrist.

I sighed and dropped my bag.

"no one knows, ben. please don't tell anyone." I winced. I sat back down and looked at the orange and pink sky. At the edge of the cloud there was a brilliant white patch, like a turning page catching the sun. The rest was dove grey with a subtle hint of purple, just enough to announce the coming sunset.

a tear fell down my face and landed on my lap, secreting into my jeans.

"don't worry, Ryder." Ben caressed my knee. "I'll promise to not tell anyone you're gay, if you promise to not tell anyone.. I'm gay too"

I looked at him. He had tousled dark brown hair, which was thick and lustrous. His eyes were a mesmerizing deep ocean blue, flecks of silvery light performed ballets throughout. His face was strong and defined, his features molded from granite. He had dark eye brows, which sloped downwards in a serious expression. His usually playful smile had drawn into a hard line across his face. His perfect lips ripe for the kissing. His strong hands, slightly rough from working, held mine as he stared deep into my eyes. I couldn't help but blush. His smile etched its way back into his face. His body was warm and toned as he hugged me, comforting to the touch. His voice was deep, with an serious tone. His lips brushed my ear as he spoke,

"I promise, Ryder."

"I promise, ben"