Anxiety and Adventures (A Colby Brock fanfic)

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Its my senior year of high school and I am excited to get out of this hell hole. With homecoming coming up, I am not worried about having a date. But my friend Niki thought I should at least ask someone. When she said that I had already had someone in mind. I'm not going to tell her yet though. I know what she would say. He is known by this entire school. Even the new freshman know him. He is kind of a bad boy and Niki says he is bad news. He is known for his parties and use of girls. "And don't even think about asking 'you know who'" she says. She is really good at reading my mind when it comes to him. It can be a curse at times but it keeps me sane I guess. "I wasn't even thinking of him until just now. Since you brought him up." I clearly lied. She gave me a glare and said "okay." The bell telling us to go to class rang and we said our goodbyes for now. I walk into my first class and take my seat. The bell rings and class begins. About 20 minutes in, the door opens and there he is. Late as always. I am just thinking about how good he looks. His brown hair is swept across his forehead, his eyes are more blue than usual today. I don't know how that works but it's hot. He is wearing his leather jacket and black ripped jeans. "You're late Mr. Brock." The teacher says. He rolled his eyes and walks to his normal seat in the back corner. I must have been staring because the teacher had to regain my attention. I zoned back in and everyone laughed. I glanced back to him and we make eye contact. He winks and I feel butterflies. I turn to face the front again and I feel my face getting red. Embarrassing. Another half hour goes by and the bell rings dismissing us from class. I am usually the first person out the door but I got distracted with my drawing. Before I am able to close my book and pack my things away a familiar voice says "I don't think your proportions are looking to good." I looked up and almost choked on air, it's him. I quickly close and pack away my sketchbook. " It's just a sketch, not the finished drawing." I say nervously. He held out his hand to me and says "my name is Colby." "Haley" I reply as walk out of the room. Leaving his hand untouched. He runs after me, "that wasn't very nice." He says with a small laugh. "I don't give handshakes." I say with a shy smile. "What about a fist bump." "They're better but I'm not doing that either." I tell him. " Do you even give others human contact?" He asks. "Only my close friends." "Okay, I get that. Did I tell you my name already?" He asks. "Yes, you did. Colby Brock right?" " The one and only" you both laugh and you stop. He also stops and faces you. "This is my next class." I say. "Okay, I should walk you to class more often." He explains. "Why would you want to do that?" I asked confused. "I'm not allowed to walk a pretty girl to class?" He asked laughing. I look around to make sure we are talking about the same person. "Are you sure we are talking about the right person here?" Before he had the chance to answer the bell rings I look at him, give my shy smile, say " gotta get to class" and walk inside. When I sit I look out the door to see him staring. Smiling a beautiful smile. I wave and he waves back. Walking away immediately after. I sit there the whole bell thinking about what just happened. Colby Brock talked to me. Out of all people. I was so involved in my thoughts I didn't get to finish all the notes that were on the board. I sigh and the bell rings. Time to find my best friend and tell her about the incident. Niki, she may be two grades under me but she is the best. She has light brown hair almost dirty blonde. Her eyes are a blue gray like mine but more blue. And she is a sweet Christian girl with a wild side. We bonded through our favorite sport, tennis. "What happened that we are about to miss third?" She asked. "Colby... he." She cuts me off. "Can't we talk about this later, on the courts?" "Fine" I say as I roll my eyes. We go our separate ways and I had to my favorite class, art. I am ahead so the teacher lets me do what I want. Half way through the bell, someone familiar walks to the teacher and hands her a slip. She gives him a weird look, then reads the name out loud. "Haley" and holds the slip up for me to get. The guy turns around and there he is, smiling at me.

Had to change a name so if you had already read it nothing has changed with the timeline. Just a name.