Tyler and I have been getting a lot closer over the last couple months since school started. I've been going out of my way to run into him between classes, anything to see him really.
I've caught some major feelings for him, but as it turns out I'm not very good at this romance thing.
I have never really dated before. It's not that I haven't found anyone interesting, more that it's really hard to be openly gay in a small town in Ohio.
That being said I wanted a more discreet way to slip him my number, and I think I figured out a plan.
"Hey can I borrow an eraser?" I whisper to Tyler as the teacher talks about polynomials or polygons or something. Half the time I don't even know what class I'm in.
"Huh? Oh yeah sure.." he whispers back, digging through his panda eared pencil bag. He quickly pulls out a long fuchsia eraser.
"Thanks man." I say, taking the eraser.
I quickly get to work.
