Don't save me (Riker Lynch fanfic)

Chapter two

Chapter two

Isis' POV

"Isis! Get up! School!" My mom yells from downstairs. I slowly flop off my bed and fall straight to the floor hard.
I stand up and go into my closet, putting on black skinny jeans and taking off my sweatshirt.
I put on a linkin park t-shirt and a dull-red hoody.
I find my necklace that has an anchor and skull on it, my dad gave it to me.
I go into my bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. Did I mention that my hair is this red velvet color, it's natural.
I put on my red converses and my glasses then pick up my bag and go downstairs.
"Have a good day sweetie." My mom says.
"Ok. You too." I say then leave and walk to the high school I will now be going to.
I pull out my schedule when I get to my locker and get my history book then go to class.

Riker's POV

My alarm clock goes off. Rocky turns it off and says, "get up Riker."
I roll and fall off my bed then get up and put on ripped jeans and a McFly t-shirt.
I fix my hair and put in contacts. Then I put on my red converses and pick up my bag.
I meet Rocky, Ratliff, and Rydel downstairs then we leave for school. Ross and Ryland are in middle school.
I go to my locker and get my history book then go to class. Isis is there too in the back by a window so I sit next to her.
"Hi." I say.
"Hey." She looks at me. All of the sudden I feel my cheek tingling where she kissed me yesterday.
The bell rings and the teacher comes in. "Hello class, I'm Mr. Topping. Because it's the first day, go ahead and do whatever." He sits at his desk.
I turn in my chair to face Isis. She has her head down in her arms on the desk.
"What are you doing?" I whisper.
"Sleeping." She whispers back.
"Cool." I turn forward and put my head down like her, but I turn my head to look at her. I look at her shoes and smile.
"Nice shoes." I whisper.
She turns her head and looks at her shoes then mine. She smiles and looks at my face, "right back at you."
We both have red converses.
I look into her eyes. They're a beautiful green with brown and blue specks in them. Or maybe they're teal... They're mesmerizing.
I look into them more closely and squint my eyes a little.
There's more to them...
All of the sudden she closes her eyes and takes her glasses off then faces down into her arms again.
"Are you asleep?" I ask after a few minutes.
"Yes." She mumbles. I laugh a little to myself. Soon I hear soft, quiet, snores coming from her. It's adorable.

Isis' POV

I wake up being poked in the side. I don't move.
I get poked again in the side of my ribcage but whatever is poking me, slides and hits my boob.
I jump up and see Riker.
"Sorry." He's blushing. I smile, he's cute when he's blushing. "The bell rang." He says. I stand up and put my glasses on.
"What do you have next?" I ask.
"Art." He says.
"You do?" I ask as we walk out of the room. He just doesn't seem the art type, but like an performer.
"Yeah. Theater was full so I just chose art and vocal." He says.
"Oh." That makes sense.
He follows me to my locker. "You?"
"Same." I get out my sketch pad and put my history book away.
"Cool."
We walk to the art room. There are easels set up with stools by them. I put my sketch pad in the basket under a stool and sit.
Riker sits next to me.
A lady walks in after the bell rings. "Alright, hello. I'm Mrs. Lunger. Right now I just want to see your skills." She picks up a stack of sketch pads and hands half to me then half to Riker. "Pass those out please will ya'. You're gonna gonna draw this." She puts a small pig figure on a pedastill as we pass out the sketch pads.
"These are your class sketch pads so don't loose them. I will grade all your work in it, except this." She passes out pencils and lets us start.

Riker's POV

We start drawing. I'm not doing so well but Isis on the other hand, is doing amazing.
"Riker." Isis whispers.
"Huh?"
"How are you drawing if you aren't looking at what you are drawing?" She smiles and looks at me.
"I just got a little destructed." I whisper and smile back.
Mrs. Lunger tells us to stop. "Go home and decorate the cover to describe you. You must put your FULL NAME. Have a good day."
And with that, the bell rings.
"What do you have next?" I ask Isis as we leave the class room.
"Science." She says.
"AWH." I sigh aloud.
"AWH?" She asks, pulling out her science book.
I open my locker which is next to hers. "I have English." I say switching my books.
"Oh... I didn't know that's your locker." She says.
"Well it is." I close it.
Isis looks into her locker and touches or moves something.
"What's that?" I ask trying to see, but she quickly closes the locker.
"Nothing. Get to class." She walks away.
I shrug it off and go to class and sit. The time drags on.
When the bell finally rings, I rush to our lockers but Isis is already there. She doesn't look happy though.