((Image above: Best representation of Jay i was able to find))
Over the next week I find out that Ryan is in more of the same classes as me. Other than 6th period, we also have 2nd, 4th, and 5th period together. We end up sitting next to each other in every class because I'm the only one with an empty seat next to me. He doesn't sit with me at lunch. I don't blame him though. Who would want to sit with the loner kid with messy hair? I look over and see him sitting at a table, surrounded by girls. I look away.
I walk into math class late and everyone looks up at me. The teacher doesn't say anything so I just take my usual seat in the back of the class. I look next to me expecting to see Ryan but his seat is empty. I look around the room and see that some of the girls have rearranged their seats so that he could sit in the middle of all them. He's smiling, obviously loving the attention. I look away again, feeling a tinge of jealously. I know I shouldn't be feeling this way. There's no way in hell I could ever get a guy like that. I look up. Some girl is playing with his hair. I look down and stop looking up for the rest of the day.
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I throw my bags down on the kitchen table. "Mom! I'm home!" I yell up the stairs. I get no response. I begin up the steps; I usually get an answer. I didn't pay attention to see whether her car was in the driveway or not. I look in all the rooms upstairs and they are all empty. I guess I'm home alone. That's fine by me. I bring my bag up to my room and go back downstairs. I grab a bag of chips and sprawl out on the couch. I turn on the tv. I watch tv and eat chips until I hear a knock at the front door. I leave it, figuring it's just the mail man or something. I hear another knock. I get up and walk to the door. I look out the window on the side to see who it is. I open the door.
"H-hey.." stutters Ryan. How did he get my address? He looks down at me and smiles a little. "Mind if I come in..?" he asks. I step to the side so that he can walk in. He walks in and just stands there for a moment.
"Hey uhm, not to be rude but how did you get my address?" I ask as politely as I can.
"Oh, since you seemed to be ignoring me, I asked some kid and he knew. I don't know who it was though. That's why I came here by the way. To apologize. I know I haven't really talked to you today. I would have but, I don't know. I'm sorry." He responds. I nod and smile a bit. It was impossible for me to stay annoyed with him for a while.
"Yeah it's fine. I guess I just.. I don't know. Never mind. Want to come up to my room? We can hang out in there if you want. My parents aren't home right now." I suggest. He smiles back and shoves his hands in his pockets.
"Yeah, sure," he answers. We walk up the stairs to my room. I move my backpack off my bed and throw it in my closet; ill do homework later. I turn around and Ryan is laying on my bed with his hands behind his head watching me. I try to hide my blush and look away. I clean off the top of my dresser, looking for the remote to the TV. I turn around, giving up, and see Ryan sitting up looking at my wall. The wall that is covered with a ton of gay shit and different band merch and stuff. I blush and crack my knuckles. Damn this boy makes me blush a lot. I'm afraid he's gunna make fun of me or something, just like everyone else does. He turns around and looks at me. I just stand there, waiting for him to make fun of me or call me a fag or something.
Instead he simply says, "So what do you want to do?" not even commenting about the stuff on my wall. I shrug and sit down on my bed next to him.
"I cant find the remote so unless you want to go downstairs and watch TV we cant watch," I explain. He nods but doesn't say he wants to go. He looks around my room, carefully taking in ever detail. I just sit there watching him. I take this opportunity to take in every detail of him. The fluffiness of his hair; the curve of his jawline; his eyes, the perfect shade of green. He suddenly turned to look at me. I looked down quickly and tried to hide my blush. I look up and see him smiling at me. He raises an eyebrow.
"Were you just checking me out, Jason?" he says with a smirk. I can feel the heat rush up to my face. I want to die. I shake my head but he just laughs and leans closer to me. "You so were," he teased.
"Whatever," I mumble, getting up to go find the remote, still blushing. I look in the mirror and see Ryan laying on my bed behind me, watching me. I find the remote and sit on the end of my bed. I turn on the TV and start scrolling through the channels. After about 30 minutes of arguing over a show we wind up watching Batman Begins until we both fall asleep.
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Soooo another pretty short chapter. i had no idea what should happen though and Maddie (1MaddieGal) wasn't helping.
(Next chapter is probable going to be Ryan's POV btw)
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~Kaitlyn ^~^
