Surfs Up:Knowing You

4. Four

Aaliyah

Racing down the wide staircase, I charged through the double doors and strutted down the school lawns. Everything was going smooth, just the way I liked it. I saw Ryan and his mates talking by his car and he locked eyes with me as I approached them.

He'd been watching me for a while now, I couldn't help but try and break the eye contact. But as soon as I took a stab at it, he smiled and waved right at me, making all his friends lose focus on Ry and turn and watch me. 

What do I do. 

Oh gosh. 

Do I wave and smile back? 

Helppp.

Instead of waving or smiling, I rolled my eyes sharply at him. Leaving a scar of "I-don't-care-I'm-riding-home-with-Ryan-Davis" in his heart. A smile took over my whole face, I felt invincible. My hair was blowing through the cool winds. That moment shortly ended, when I tripped over nothing, moments away from the guys.

Stumbling forwards, my arms flinged up into to air. My book loaded side-bag slipped, pulling me to one side. Strands of hair flew it front of my face, making me look dangerously uglyer than I already looked.

Oh God, I was going down. And There was no stopping it.

My bag hit the floor, spilling plenty of loose papers, pens across the concrete floor. 

Pens, pens everywhere. 

God, why did I have so many!

I should have just waved. Fuck. I should have just waved.

My life is over.

I started picking up my belongings up in shame, each time pushing strands of hair behind my ears. My fas flushed red scarlett. The guys including Ryan were just standing there watching my struggle to gather up my mess.

"Make yourself useful" I spat looking up at all four of them.

They all immediately bent over and helped with my stuff, except for Ryan who took afew moments to process my fall before jerking over to help me.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asked brushing me off.

Removing his hands away from me every time he wiped me, I spoke.

"Hmm, well I just made a grand entrance of me making a fool of myself infront of the hottest guys in school. Of course I'm not okay!"

"I'm hot?" he repeats with a grin on his face.

Shit. I wasn't supposed to..GRRR.

"No, ew. Who said that?"

"You just-" he started.

"Not in a million years" I laughed.

"I'm hot, don't know about Ryan.." Chase added into the convo.

I placed a finger on his lips, taking my stuff from the guy. "Thanks" I mouthed.

Ryan raised his arms in puzzle, I also sent a smile at my winning.

"You gonna drive me home or what?" I asked looking into his eyes in the sunlight.

Damn, he looked good with the light reflecting off of him. Almost angelic.

Almost.

"Nah i'm just gonna make you walk up and down and watch you stumble again" he laughed with his mates.

"That wasn't even funny.." I hissed.

"Maybe you should just wave next time? You know be nice to me for once, instead of cutting your eyes at me and loosing your vision" He suggested with a humorous giggle.