A Weird Love Story

Chapter 21- Houston, We Have a Problem

Ryland's P.O.V.-

Dianne stands up and walks over to me. "Hey Ryland?"

"Yeah?" I look back down at my phone but I'm still listening.

"I like you..." I wasn't sure if she was gonna keep talking so I talk first. "I like you too."

"You do?" she sounded very shocked.

"Yeah! You're cool and a good friend!" I don't hear her say anything back so I look up to see her looking at the floor a little disappointed but then she speaks. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure anything."

"I like this guy but I don't know if he likes me back so I was wondering, what do you look for in a girl?"

"Why don't you ask Riker or Rocky?" It looks like she's offended. "I already asked them and I wanted your point of view also."

"Oh, well I guess the basic things in a girl like sense of humor, really nice, is always herself, but I like a girl who is really smart. Like a girl who can discuss or tell me new things." I go back to my phone. "Thanks." she mumbles. "No problem, I guess. Hey, I'm not doing anything today. Maybe we can hang out?" I look up at her and she nods. "That would be great. What shall we do?" I should have thought about this more. "Oh um...We could just stay here and play on the Wii or something. Is that okay?"

"Ya I love playing Wii! If we play Mario Kart, I'm so gonna beat you!" she points at me and laughs, so I do too.

"Challenge accepted!" I hold out my hand and she gives me a firm shake.

"Well! May the best character win! Rocky and I are going to go get food for lunch later. Want anything?" Riker asks us. I look at Dianne and she shrugs. "Mac and cheese?" I shrug too. "Awesome, well bye!" Rocky says as they both leave. I rub my hands together and grin saying, "Mario Kart it is."

Dianne's P.O.V.-

We've been playing Wii sports since Ryland thought Mario Kart was getting boring, but I think it was because he was losing every game. My orange-dressed Mii is frantically swinging it's tennis racket around before Ryland's red-dressed Mii serves the tennis ball. He swings his remote up then forward and we start hitting it back and forth, even though we are standing right next to each other, and I score.

After 3 games of me winning, he starts to get frustrated. "What?! You won again?! How do you do that?!" Ryland yells throwing down his remote and all I can do is laugh mockingly. He's calm now, but he is smirking evilly. "I'll give you something to laugh about." He bites his bottom lip then starts charging after a terrified me.

I start running around the room, him chasing me on my heels. We run around the couch about 4 times but he catches up and pushes me on the couch, climbs on top of me, then tickles my sides.

"RYLAND! Get the hell off of me! I can't breathe!" We start slipping off the side. I shriek, he screams and we fall to the soft rug floor with me on top of him, this time, and we laugh for a little bit but it fades away and I sigh. I stare into his magnificent eyes as he stares back, smiling. Ugh!! For the past hour, I've been trying to hide my feelings for him, but now all I wanna do is kiss him!

I put my long, straight hair behind my ear but it falls back down. Then, he grabs my waist and leans me to his side. "Why did you do that?" I ask, confused. "So it would be easier to do this." He pulls me into a hug. I don't really know what to do so I just wrap my arms around his neck. Thankfully, it doesn't seem to bother him and we stay like that, laying on the floor until he says, "I want to take things slow if that's okay with you."

I close my eyes and smile. "That's perfect. Baby steps."

"Baby steps."

Grace's P.O.V.-