Realms

Seven: Tyson's POV

"So tell me Mr.Ordelle, how does it feel to be the son of a man so rich?"
I casually responded, hardly giving anything away but what they wanted to hear. This was my seventh interview of the week. Reporters and businessmen were all the same. I had a few classes to go to after this and honestly I was looking forward to it. If finally ask Ivy to prom. She wasn't the most feminine of women but she held such a mystery to her it was hard not to be attracted.
   After driving back to school and finishing my class I waited by her locker. The way she walked looked both tense and more relaxed, as if she'd just received a white elephant that she secretly enjoyed. I walked over to her and with my usual glee I asked her if she needed a ride home.
  "I'm staying with Ryn actually." The way her lips curled told me she was just as unhappy with the turnout as I was.
  "You are?" I left it open-ended. There had to be a good reason. Somewhere in that brain of hers.
  "Yeah. My brothers going to be gone for a while and I don't want to be alone." Another lie. I found her incredibly easy to read. Like a diary and once you knew the handwriting you know everything.
  "So, it's not related to the reason you won't let me walk you to your door?" I crossed my arms uncomfortably.
  "Tyson it's not the twentieth century. Girls can walk themselves now." She raised a perfectly sculpted brow at my half-hearted question.
  "I know." I let my arms fall to my sides. I wasn't winning this. Not by a long shot. "Ivy please tell me what I'm doing wrong."
  "Tyson," her tone was warning me to stop. I didn't.
  "No, tell me. Tell me what I'm doing." I put my arm over her shoulder, resting my hand on the wall behind her.
  "Tyson." Her voice was faltering. She looked scared. I sighed and stepped away from her.
  Silence hung like fog over our heads. I guess we weren't as close as I thought.
  "I'm sorry," I said finally "I didn't mean to-"
She cut me off, shaking her head. "Bye."
I stood there watching her leave. The oddity of it all is I still don't know what I did. I thought I was making it clear I wanted to be more than what we were. I was going to ask her to prom. Now she's staying at Ryn's and she won't talk to me. We were fine, and now she had her walls up so high they might as well have been the Great Wall. Prom was getting closer. I had plenty of other options lined up, being it that I was the class president, top of all classes and easily the most handsome, but I want her. I want Ivy Taylor with the bubble gum hair. Why doesn't she want me back?