'Pen Pal'
I was running late, as usual. Luckily my professor doesn't care to much if you're late, he said on the first day if you're late(for something unreasonable) and miss anything, "tough shit, don't be late to my class." College isn't strict like it was in high school.
It's my first year of college, and I haven't really befriended anyone yet. I'm usually to busy either working on homework, or at my job. I work at Target. It isn't a job I like that much, but I need the money for college. I don't have parents to pay for me, I was disowned for being gay. Apparently they didn't like that, and kicked me out. I told them on my last day of high school, because I wasn't sure how they would accept it, and didn't want to be homeless in high school.
I quickly sneaked in the back doors of the lecture hall, and I was happy no one noticed. I slipped into the back row, after realizing how packed it was. I pulled out my books and realized I didn't have a pen. I cursed to myself, and turned to my left to see if I could borrow a pen, but my mouth dropped when I saw the person beside me.
He was a god, I swear. Perfect lightly tanned skin, with brown hair. He must of noticed me staring at him, because he turned and looked at me, with his gorgeous brown eyes. He looked a little shorter then me, but not by much. He smirked and raised his eyebrow at me. I cleared my throat and blushed.
"I um, could I borrow a pen?" I asked shyly, looking back at him.
He laughed quietly, but handed me a pen.
I couldn't focus the whole lesson, it was boring. It was English, and the professed was just talking about grammar.
"That's it for today, see you all on Monday." Professor Ford said, starting to gather his things and answer questions students had. I turned to the guy beside me and smiled shyly, handing back his pen.
"Thanks." I said smiling and leaving.
"No problem!" He yelled as I walked away. I smiled and left.
Monday
I was kind of excited for class, because I wanted to see him. I couldn't get his face out of my head. I walked into class early for once, and sat in the back again. The bell rang and I was disappointed that he wasn't here. I sighed and pulled my books out.
"Damn!" I forgot a pen again.
"Need this?" A sexy voice whispered in my ear, making me bit my lip and nod.
"Thanks." I said taking the pen from him, and smiling at him.
He slid into the chair next to me and smiled back.
"I'm Jay, you?" He asked, still smiling.
"Raidon."
"Thunder God."
"What?" I asked looking at him weirdly.
"It's what your name means." He said chuckling.
"So what does your name mean?"
"'Blue crested bird'" he rolled his eyes.
I chuckled sightly and listened to the professor.
That was how our friendship was born.
*1 year later*
Me and Jay have gotten really close over the past year. But he still didn't know how much I liked him.
"Raidon!" I turned to see Jay sitting at my desk trying to get my attention.
"Huh?" I laughed.
He rolled his eyes, "I said, what are you doing tonight?"
