#College

I'm Not Sure Anymore

I walked up to him and pulled him down from the stage and into a dressing room.

"Why didn't you tell me you were the director's intern???" I whispered furiously to him.
"Would you have treated me differently if I did?" Bryan asked me.

I huffed "of course not!"

"So what would have been the point of telling you who I was?" He asked me.
I glared at him, he was right but no way was I going to give him the satisfaction of being right.

"So that's how you knew my last name" I blurted out randomly.
Bryan looked at me, confused.
Then he burst out laughing realizing what I meant.

"Don't tell me you have been trying to figure it out since this morning" he said, chuckling.

I fought down a blush of embarrassment "no I wasn't... I didn't... "

"It's fine, you don't have to tell me that I was on your mind the whole morning" he teased.

Recovering quickly from my embarrassed state, I glared at him.

Out of nowhere I felt his thumb run over the creases on my forehead "don't frown so much, you'll get wrinkles when you're older" he scolded me.

I batted his hand away, I swear this guy is feeling too comfortable for my liking.

"Will you stop that? People will get the wrong idea" I hissed at him.
"Why should I care about what others think? Let them think what they want to, as long as we both know the truth its fine with me" he told me, frowning.

This time I reached out with my thumb and ran it over his forehead "don't frown so much" I mumbled.

The door banged open "what's going on in here?" Dylan demanded.

"Dylan I wasn't... this isn't... "
"Nothing happened between the both of us is what she's trying to say" Bryan interrupted my useless ramblings.

I shot him a look of gratitude, but his attention wasn't on me anymore.

"And I should just believe that?" Dylan said, crossing his arms.

"Believe what you want, doesn't matter to me. See you for lunch sometime next week Jennifer?"
I nodded dumbly, not knowing what else to say.

Bryan easily sidestepped Dylan and left the room.

I turned to Dylan and smiled sheepishly, but he was not amused.

"Explain. Now."
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Turns out that I didn't have to tell Dylan anything because before I knew it Ysa, Daisy and the other girls went into the dressing room and drove Dylan out.

I giggled as they yelled things at him like "AND STAY OUT YOU PERVERT"

"You do know that he only came in to check up on me right?" I asked Ysa and Daisy, still laughing.
"Yeah... but it was funner that way" Ysa said, laughing as well.
"There's no such word as funner... " "Shush Daisy you nerd"

Yasmine came up to me "so... I noticed that you were in the dressing room for quite a while with the director's intern" she gushed.

I rolled my eyes "it's nothing like that, it's just that he saved my life earlier this morning so we were just talking... "

Unfortunately, Daisy and Ysa heard what I said

"OH MY GOSH!!! HE WAS THE ONE WHO SAVED YOU???" Daisy squealed.

"I swear, this could be like a romantic movie or something" Ysa said, grinning.

"Imagine it...a clumsy average girl saved by a dashing intern, and then as thanks the girl invites him out to lunch and they fall in love and live happily ever after" Yasmine sighed dreamily.

I groaned irritatedly "will you please stop it with the dramatics? It's never going to happen between us. And besides, I have Dylan"

"Oh... right... Dylan" Ysa said, sounding less excited.

"You're still putting up with that guy?" Daisy asked me incredulously.

I stared at the both of them as if they were aliens.
"Excuse me, if I remember correctly just a few hours ago you were telling me that no guy except Dylan could talk to me, and now you're saying that Bryan and I would be perfect for each other???" I said, skeptical.

"Wait... his name is Bryan?" Ysa asked. "Yeah" I replied "why does that...? oh... right"

"What just happened?" Daisy asked the both of us, confused.

"Nothing...it's just that I dated a guy named Bryan once and it didn't end well... " Ysa trailed off.

"Hey now... doesn't mean that all Bryans are bad... Bryan Haines is a nice guy" I told her, trying to comfort her in some way.

Then Ysa suddenly grinned. I was confused as to why her demeanor changed so suddenly.

She sprang up from her depressed position and pointed at me "HA! So there is a chance that you will like Bryan after all"

I groaned and sat down heavily on the couch that was provided for each dressing room.

This was going to be a long day.
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"Jennifer Shire, you still have some explaining to do"
I rolled my eyes at Dylan "there is nothing to explain, the guy just saved me from being hit by a car and I wanted to show my gratitude by inviting him out to lunch"

Dylan furrowed his eyebrows in concern "you almost got hit by a car? Are you OK?" he asked me.

"If I wasn't OK do you think Bryan would let me be here right now? Wouldn't he have just brought me to the clinic?" I shot back at him, arms crossed.

"Well, aren't the both of you just chummy" Dylan growled. "Aww, is somebody jealous?" I fake pouted, mocking his immaturity.

"Of course I am! What guy would want to find out that some other dude saved his... " he trailed off
"Saved his what Dylan?" I pressed him, wanting to know exactly what he thought we were.

Dylan shook his head "the point is, I don't like the fact that you're very friendly with someone that you just met. He might even take your 'friendliness' the wrong way!"

"He saved my life Dylan! Are you saying that I should just give him the cold shoulder? Even though he's been nice to me this whole time?" I argued.
"No! I'm just saying that he could take it the wrong way..."
"Well believe me when I say he wouldn't because I'm sure that he's not that kind of guy"

"Oh, so basically you know a lot about this guy even though you just met him" Dylan said sarcastically

"You know what? I don't have time for this. If you're willing to apologize and stop being such a jealous asshole come and find me later where I'll be reciting lines of  love to my ex boyfriend" I snapped and stormed off.

"JENNIFER!" I heard him yell behind me but I ignored him and continued walking.
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"So... that was quite the argument back there" was the first thing Bryan said to me after the rehearsal.

"I don't want to talk about it" I growled. He held up his hands in surrender.

We continued walking in silence towards the exit of the academy.

"About you and Dylan... are you guys a thing or...?" he asked, unsure if he was stepping over the line.

"It's... it's complicated" I sighed.
"It doesn't have to be" He said, glancing at me.

I clenched my fists in anger, what did he know anyways?

"I mean... I'm just saying that if you guys talked it out and just said what you really feel it wouldn't have to be so complicated" he said, making air quotes after saying "complicated".

I didn't answer, and he respected that I didn't want to discuss the topic further.

"Wanna get out of here? Cool off and chill?" he asked me, bumping my shoulder.

I glared at him before sighing.

"Sure, I don't have anything else to do anyways."

He grinned and pulled me along with him to God only knows where.

I just really hoped he wasn't a serial killer, it would be a shame if I had to call the cops on Bryan Haines.