What You Do To Me : Ross Lynch/R5 Fanfiction

1. Different Language

"Molly, you need to get up... NOW!"

Okay Mum, it's only 7am.

It was my first day at a new school and it was a Thursday. We moved here to Cali at the beginning of the month. My grandparents used to live here before they passed away so I'd always visited and knew the area pretty well. We only had a few weeks of school left to go before summer vacation started. To be honest, the only thing I was really worried about was making new friends. There were a few kids on my street round about my age, according to my Mum, but I'd never met or seen any of them. It's cool I have tumblr anyway.

I put on a swingy vest and some high waisted shorts along with my vans and I quickly straightened my hair and applied some light eyeliner and mascara.

"We need to leave right now or you'll be late!"

Usually I'd walk but since it was my first day, and I was so late, I got mum to give me a lift.

She dropped me off a block away from the school so I could walk the rest of the way there.

Fun.

When I got into the school I had to go to reception as I was to be assigned someone to show me around and take me to my classes and whatever.

"Hi I'm Rydel! You're Molly right?" Asked a tall girl, with pretty blonde hair.

"Yeah, hi." I smiled back.

"Great! I think you have French first but luckily I'm in the class next door so I can meet you afterwards. I'll show you to your locker first, it's just next to mine and my brothers!"

The school was a lot bigger than my last. This one had around 2000 students whilst my last only had around 500.

Soon we were at the lockers.

"Molly, these are my brothers Riker, Rocky and Ellington. Well ell's not really my brother but he's as good as one!"

"Hey." I said smiling. They said hello and smiled back.

God they're hot, no ugly gene in this family then eh?

Riker had light blonde hair liked Rydel whilst Rocky and Ell had a medium brown shade.

"I have two other brothers Ross and Ryland. Rylands in middle school and I have no idea where Ross is.."

Rydel and I headed up the three flights of stairs to get to French. I was panting by the time we'd reached the top.

"Geez, I'm not used to all this exercise" I puffed.

"You'll get used to it after a while." Rydel laughed.

I said bye to Rydel then went to class. I was super early, like the first one there. The teacher told me where to sit, right at the back next to the window, at least she wouldn't notice when I didn't pay attention. After about 5 minutes the bell rang and the rest of the class shuffled in.

A boy with strangely familiar blond hair came in and sat down beside me. Where did I know him from?

All through the class I kept sneaking glances, not wanting to make it to obvious that I was staring. If only he'd turn and face me so I could see the whole of his face properly.

Bleughhhhhhhhhhh, this class is boring.

Can it be summer again?

Nah?

I hate life.

"Ross, can you answer this one please?" the teacher asked, pointing to a sentence she had written on the white board and wanted him to translate.

"Ahhhh, no I can't miss." The boy next to me answered, causing the class to laugh a little.

Oh, so his name was Ross? That still didn't mean anything to me. Who is he?

Finally, after what felt like ages, the bell to signal the end of class rang. I grabbed my bag and went to meet Rydel.

The next three classes flew by, and soon I had to meet Rydel and her brothers for lunch. It was pizza for lunch. I love pizza.

But unfortunately it was school pizza meaning it was a whole wheat base and lacked in much cheese and toppings. Yuck.

I sat down in the chair next to Rydel, Rocky sat on my other side, Riker sitting opposite him. Ellington sat opposite Rydel (I'm pretty sure there's something going on between them, they act so cute around each other.) leaving an empty chair opposite me.

"I wonder where Ross is?" Rydel thought aloud.

"He's probably hooked up with some slut as usual." Riker stated.

Rydel glared at him.

"Riker....."

"What? It's true! And you know it." He said, cutting Rydel off.

As if on cue, in came the same blonde guy from French and sat down opposite me.

"Hey." He said raising his eyebrows at me and smirking.

I couldn't forget that smirk. It brought back everything. The club. The drinking. The dancing. The kiss.

"H-hey"

(A/N thankyou for reading! i hope you like this so far! its a little bit stereotypical at first but i have so many amazing ideas for this! Please vote and follow, ily guys!!

The next chapter will be longer i promise.