love letters ; tyrus

.4

"since track season is coming to an end, i think i'm going to try out for the basketball team today. thoughts?" buffy asked to no one in particular as she picked up her carton of milk.

"that sounds like a great idea. since ultimate is ending too, we can come and support you." jonah answered, smiling at buffy.

"i don't know much about basketball, but i would love to come watch you!" cyrus exclaimed, pushing his food around with his fork. truthfully, he only wanted to go because tj was on the basketball team. he thought he disliked him, but for some reason between him and his secret admirer, he couldn't get tj off of his mind.

"wonderful!"
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i keep myself busy
with the things i do,
but every time i pause
i still think of you.
-lover boy

cyrus breathed out and closed his eyes, pulling the piece of paper close to his heart. a small smile crept on his face as the words repeated over and over in his head.

cyrus desperately wanted to know who was leaving these letters for him, but he didn't even know where to start. he wasn't able to communicate with the person, so he knows absolutely nothing about him.

he thought again about the idea of leaving a note for his admirer taped to his locker, but it was way too risky. anybody could've taken it off and read it, and if the word got around, that would make cyrus the laughing stock of the school.

as he made his way out of the school, he remembered that buffy was trying out for the basketball team, and he wasn't going to miss that for the world.

buffy driscoll was cyrus goodman's other half. they did everything together and they did it in the same way. of course they had different skills they were good at, but they would always approach things in the same manor.

even though they were very similar, they did have their differences. for one, buffy was way more competitive than cyrus. cyrus wanted to make sure everyone had a good time, but buffy only had winning on the mind. buffy was into sports while on the other hand cyrus was into his school work, especially chemistry.

cyrus snuck in from the side door to the gym and sat on the bleachers, fiddling with his fingers with anxiety. he hated going into crowded places late because everybody acknowledges you. even if nobody said anything, their stares did it for them.

cyrus scanned the court, hoping his best friend was already playing, but his eyes stopped on another familiar face standing off to the side.

tj kippen.

cyrus' heart skipped at beat and his breathing hitched. he couldn't take his eyes off of the boy. he was absolutely mesmerizing to cryus. he stood there was so much confidence and pride, the exact traits cyrus yearned for.

maybe that's why cyrus felt a weird connection to tj.

he wanted to be tj.

he seemed like he had it all. he was superior and a force to reckon with. his life at home was probably amazing. his parents probably didn't treat him like he was 7. he could probably do whatever he wanted and get away with it.

buffy driscoll stared at her best friend on the bleachers, tilting her head and furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

'what was he staring at?' she wondered, following cyrus' line of sight. when she came to her answer, she was more dumbfounded than before. 'why is he staring at him and not me?' jealously arose in her body as she stopped her way over to tj, not really knowing what to say because they've never met, but she thought cyrus would acknowledge her this way.

"nice to meet you, i'm buffy." she smiled, sticking her hand out for the boy to shake. he rolled his eyes and looked down at her slowly, his arms folded at his chest.

"i don't care, get lost." he scoffed, rolling his eyes yet again. buffy lowered her hand and her facial expression turned to complete disgust.

"don't you want to get to know your teammates?" she questioned, raising her eyebrow at him.

"i do, but you're never going to be one so don't waste my time."

by now, cyrus realized that buffy was talking to tj, and something started to boil in his stomach. he didn't really understand why, but he felt like he didn't want to watch tj anymore. he couldn't. seeing him with buffy made cyrus feel weird inside.

was he jealous?

no, of course not.
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cyrus sat on his bed, scrolling through a science blog on tumblr on his laptop when buffy facetimed him. he didn't even have to think twice before clicking answer. soon enough he was smiling back at a pixel version of his best friend.

"as much as i want to be on the team, i hope i don't make it."

cyrus grew suspicious of the person he was talking to. this wasn't like buffy. when she set her mind to something, she always went through with it.

"who are you and what did you do with buffy?" cryus half joked with her, causing her to roll her eyes.

"it's not the sport, it's the stupid team captain. he's a real sexist idiot."

"w-what do you mean?" cyrus stuttered, clearing his throat out of anxiety.

"he told me i would never make it on the team so he doesn't want to get to know me. he thinks just because i'm a girl, that i won't be good enough for the team. he's right, i won't be good enough, because i'm going to make it better."

"i'm sorry." cyrus half listened to her, but he got distracted from a notification he just received. a new email.

as buffy rambled on, cyrus logged into his email and clicked on the last one in his inbox.

'who the heck is nobodyspecial@gmail.com?' cyrus thought to himself while hesitantly reading the email.

to: cyrusgoodman@gmail.com
to love a person is to see all of their magic, and to remind them of it when they have forgotten.

i hope you haven't forgotten angel, as for you are the most magical of them all. i hope you don't mind me emailing you, i just started thinking too much which caused me to become paranoid about leaving my love letters to you in your locker. i don't know what i would ever do if you found out who i was. i just feel safer emailing you instead.

i hope you have a goodnight, cyrus. sleep well cutie and sweet dreams xx
-nobody special