Does he love me?

Draw me

After lunch everyone went back to class, well except me and Ryan. We had a free period. I walked to the basement and so Did Ryan. Is he following me? I sit down at one of the tables and start drawing. Ryan sat next to me. His presence made me nervous. God I'm so pathetic. We sat there in silence. This is a great time to tell him. But I don't want him to hate me.
He's probably not even gay!! Maybe I shouldn't. Ryan's phone started to ring "Hello? Oh hey, yeah sure. K, I will right there. Bye" he ended the call and looked at me. "Hey sorry, I got to go. I'll talk to you later." He got up and walked off. Well there goes my chance anyways. I sit by myself again. Hm. "Hey" I look over to my left to see Teddy standing there. "Oh,.... hey"  She walked over and sat by me. "Whatcha doin?" I really need to tell her to back off and I'm not interested. It's getting a little out of hand. She showed up at my window yesterday. I don't even know how she knew where I lived. She's also tried kissing me more that once before. She's really creeping me out. "D-drawing" She smiled. I don't I just hate her smile. Don't get me wrong it's really pretty. I just feel like she is about to do something when she smiles. "Well why don't you draw me. She stood up. This doesn't feel good. She started to up button her shirt. "What are you doing?!?" She took of to show her bear skin. She started to unclip her bra. "I'm gay!!" Everything went quiet. I didn't know what else to do. I looked up at Teddy. A single tear streamed down her face. "Oh, I'm sorry. Then this probably makes you really uncomfortable. I'll stop" thank God. I feel kinda bad for her though. She put on her shirt and started to button her shirt back up. Ones she was done she ran up stairs. Well, that was.... "Hey, Freak." Oh great. "I see you are chasing of girls like you usually do." I feel his presence right by me. But he didn't hit me. Instead he sat down. "What did you this time?" Devin just sat there with a concerned look. "She was trying to undress in front of me." Why am I talking to him like everything is normal and we are friends? "Oh, Well did she?"  "No"  "Well good." He got up and walked off. The hell?