Baby Blue

F I V E

"Nothing happened, I swear. Not even studying. When we got to his house we found out we’re in different German classes," I say, desperately tired of repeating myself. 

"Ok, whatever you say. I still ship y'all. Is it possible to have two different ships for one person?" Landry asks out of the blue. 

"It is. But just because you can doesn't mean you should. I don't like Johnnie like that, or at least I think. I haven't ever seen him that way before, and I'm not sure I do now, but I do feel differently. Oh my god guess what. He has a Kawasaki Ninja Gold-Chrome 636," I say with excitement nearing the end of my sentence.

"Oh goodness, you've wanted one of those since you could remember, heck, since I could remember, " said Landry as a side comment. 

“I know right. And when he was talking about it he was so calm. He wasn't nervous. It's like when he's talking about something in his comfort zone, he's so calm and collected compared to him when he's around stuff he's not used to," I say. Oh god, maybe I do like Johnnie. No, that couldn't be. Even if I do, he doesn't like me like that. 

"Anyways, how was y'all’s night?" I ask, trying to change the subject. "Boring. As per usual when you're not around." Landry says with a surprisingly sad tone. That's odd, she's never sad.
    "It's fine, Landry. I spend literally all my time with you guys. My mom even said I need to branch out. But even if I do you guys will always be my best friends," I say to her, making her understand. Her unresolved pain quick turns to happiness, her usual. I hate her being sad. 

"Hey guys, I have to get going. I need to get some work done during my free period. Mrs. Weber assigned me a temporary tutor for math; we all know how hopeless I am at it. See you later." I say as I inch away from them. I wave and turn, heading down the hallway towards one of the empty classrooms used for testing and tutoring. Once I get to the designated classroom Mrs. Weber assigned us. I walk in and to my surprise see Milo with his back turned. His face tightened, concentration lining his features. 

“Hey, Milo. I didn’t know you tutored people?” I say gently, trying not to startle him. As I hadn’t announced my presence. He turned and looked at me, with surprise and something else. Confusion, maybe. 

“Yeah, I do. Are you the person I’m tutoring?” The confusion on his face is clear now. 

“Math is my weakness,” I said with a shrug of my shoulders.