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Okay guys this chapter will be written in the POV of Natasha. I want to switch things up.
Oof angst warning *beep beep*)

Jane and i have officially started dating.
Yesterday I brought it up to her concerned if what we did was a one time thing. She frowned and explained to me that, she's loved me for years. It really made my heart warm, filling me with joy.
Though, I couldn't shake the feeling that maybe that wasn't the truth? I don't know why I would think that.. all the signs were there, she laughed at everything I said. She was willing to do anything for me. I guess those can just be because we were friends best friends actually.

These thoughts lead me down a path of paranoia. I had dated once before but.. too many lies.. too many secrets.. too much heartbreak. because of my stupid PTSD from the past experience I couldn't fully trust Jane anymore. I love her! Of course but my mind won't leave me be and I felt like i needed to identify the problem and let it go.
I decided I needed to think about my past.
Though i didn't want to bring it up to her and I hadn't told her about.. Ryan.. ah that son of a bitch..

Back in junior year of high school I wasn't the most popular..
So I had decided that I wanted to try out new things. join a club, try out for the accapella group, suck a dick! (Vine reference sorry)
Maybe I would make some friends along the way? Sorry that sounds stupid. Unknowingly leading myself into the path of pain and destruction, I joined the school music group. I felt that playing the violin which I had already been getting lessons for would come in handy here.
My first day I walk in I see a tall skinny ginger girl with green glasses and freckles
A short darker boy who always seemed to have a band-aid on, another girl mostly normal short brown hair that covered one of her eyes (and most of her acne)
And lastly, him..
Ryan
Damn, Ryan was a sight to the eyes. His buff biceps all ways so toned, The always noticable bulge in his pants.. his hair.. his grooming.. (and he's a foot away from me- with shiny eyes that I could swim in-) he. Was. Drop. Dead. GORGEOUS.
I decided to take my seat next to him seeing as there was an empty spot there.
I immediately watch as his eyes glaze over my body.
I feel a rush along my spine as my eyes meet his. Quickly I look away, awaiting the instructors next statement.

"Okay, so you're all here for try outs?" I watched our instructor, a bald man with a booming voice ask Ryan was the first to speak
"Yes, I'm excited to show you what I've got"
Our instructor Mr zawski smiles
" and I'm excited to see what you got"
We start preforimg showing him what our best instruments are and such and in no time flat it was over

"Alright, so that is the end of our time together! I will get back to you all to see if you made it."
I nod the other kids silently cheer and start heading out Mr zawski was staring to pack up when I left. As I was walking, violin in hand, he grabs my wrist I turn to look at him, confused.
"Uh, hey I didn't catch your name?" He smiles awkwardly
"Uhm.. yeah I'm Natasha. Just call me Tasha."
"Sure thing. Hey, you wanna go grab something to eat?"
He looks at me giving a wide look I pull a fake smile I wanted to say yes but I had to get home.
"I'd love to.."
He starts to smile before I interrupt
"But.. my mom wanted me to get home right after band.. so"
His happiness is short lived when he hears that he frowns quickly Turing it back into a grin
"Oh.. so another time?
"Uh yeah.. I'm so sorry"
"Yeah, no its fine."

I could tell it wasn't

"Alright.. wait what's your number?"
I ask
"Here, I'll write it."
He pulls out a pen writting his number on my hand and signing it with a fancy looking Ryan.
I smile walking away
"Thanks, see you around Ryan"
He nods as we go our separate ways.

(Ik ik this isn't as long as usual but I'm lazy shut the front door word count: 757)

P.s the dude in the video kinda looks like Zach effron back when he did School musical

P.ps
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Jackcepticeye- 2018