do you really hate me??

Chapter 9

MATTHEW POV

I was walking over to the work out balls. they were always so much fun to play with.

I turn my head and see Ryan.

"Uh...Hi?" I say.

She was in her splits. ow!! it looked like it hurt.

"Hi." she says.

"Doesn't that hurt?" I ask. I didn't mean to it just kinda came out.

"No. I'm a gymnast. you get use to it."

"Oh ok. sorry about what happened at the store." I say hoping she would forgive me.

"What? oh ya 'sorry' I fractured 2 fingers." she says. she gets out of her splits and puts the other leg in front and then stretches it a little. she slides out.

"I'm really sorry. hey what's your number?" I ask. wrong time.

"Why?" she says.

"Because I want to know." he says.

She looks down and smiles.

"I'm number 1. I get high scores at every meet." she smiles.

"No I mean your phone number." I say.

She takes off her case of her phone. how is she doing this and still in her splits?

"Ok here." Then she reads me a cereal code number.

"No like the number to text to you on."

She was about to answer when Shawn came.

"YO MATT WHAT THE FUUu-" he stops in mid sentence when he sees Ryan.

"Oh hey. Ryan is it?" he says.

"How do you know my name?" she asks and gives him a look.

Oh don't blow my cover please don't.

"Oh Matthew talks about you all the time and he says he got it off your gymnastics jacket. Well Nash told us too." Shawn says. I give him a look of I'm mad at you.

"Wow ok." she says.

"Guys come on!! we are leaving." yells taylor.

"Bye!" I say. I never got her number.

"You totally like her!" Shawn says.

"No! I don't!" I say and then it felt my cheeks get red.

We were going to get breakfast.

RYANS POV

I finish stretching and pulls phone out.

"Hey Chloe... are you done getting ready?! call me back." I say into the phone.

I grab my all my stuff and hop into the elevator. I push 14 and it starts moving.

It stopped at 14 and I got off. I put my room key in and opened the door up.

"Oh hi! Ryan, Chloe wanted you to know she's down at breakfast if you want to meet her." Chloe's mother says.

"Ok. thank you." I grab a shirt and slide it over my sports bra.

I run out of the room and to the elevator.