Previously: "...Back in middle school remember when you had a tiny thing with Grayson?" I nod my head. "Dude was so sissy he couldn't talk to you. Always was handing me the phone anytime he called or texted. We sounded so similar back then you didn't know the difference. It was always me though. So no it's not our second time talking. Or even our third or 10th."
We arrive at school and I see Ryan has parked my car safely and is sitting on the hood of my car. "I KNOW YOU'RE NOT SITTING ON MY CAR LIKE THAT KAROLY" Ryan's eyes widen and he hops down from my car. He spots me getting out of Ethan's Jeep. "I didn't even see you guys pull up. How was the drive?" "Fabulous, can I have my keys now?" Ryan nods and hands me my keys. He looks over at Ethan. There must be some sort of guy communicating going on because they aren't even saying anything but it seems like they're having a whole conversation. Ethan sighs and rolls his eyes. Ryan sighs too and begins walking into the school. I follow behind him assuming Ethan was too, but when I turn around to hold the door for him he's not there. I slowly walk back to his car. He's sitting in the drivers seat and he looks pretty frustrated with himself. Is it because I didn't say anything else in the car after he admitted what he did? I'm not sure if I should try to talk to him or not. I take my chances and knock on his window. He rolls it down. "What do you need?" "Are you okay? You don't seem... like yourself. I don't know." "I'm just tired, okay? It's really early in the morning and just like you, I'm not a morning person." I give him my best puppy eyes. He looks up at me when I don't say anything. "Come. I wanna show you something. Ethan gets out of his car and locks it. I grab his hand and drag him with me. We walk all the way to the other side of the building. "Where are we going?" "Just shush. You'll know when we get there." After getting inside the school I take Ethan back to the abandoned part of the school again. After the metals teacher retired last year they couldn't find anyone to replace him. So, since I was his favorite even though I literally never did a thing in his class he made me a copy of the keys to the shop so if I needed some quiet time to myself I could have it. I don't think he knew but I renovated one of the huge closets into a place where I could be comfortable and fall asleep during class or if I just needed to get away from my mom. It was pretty spacious. And comfortable as hell. Very good for if you have an early morning but also some downtime and you want more sleep. I opened the door to the shop and waited for the lights to switch on so Ethan wouldn't stumble over anything and make a shit ton of noise. I still hadn't let go of his hand. At this point it was warm against the cold air and I wasn't ready to let it go quite yet. Once all the lights turned on I brought him over to the closet. "Is this where you murder me? Am I about to die at the hands of the girl I'm supposedly in love with?" "Oh so you're in love with me huh?" I smirk and Ethan smiles. "I guess you could say that." "Okay" I get serious. "What I'm about to show you, nobody knows of. Literally no one. Not Ryan, not Sid, not John. Nobody. So you better not go around telling people about it or I will have to kill you. Understand?" Ethan frantically nods his head. "Great." I open the doors to my special closet revealing the makeshift bed with little fairy lights hung all around. Ethan gasps. "No way. You did this?" I smile while looking down at our hands. His thumb is rubbing against my hand now. "Yeah. It was kind of my goodbye present from mr. woods" "this is awesome." "I'm serious Ethan you can't show anyone. This is my special place. If you ruin this for me, I'll never forgive you." "I won't tell a single soul. I promise" he holds his opposite pinkie out from the hands we weren't touching with. I take it. "You better not." We lay down after that and set an alarm so we can wake up before we have to head out to our home rooms. Our intent was to fall asleep but instead we spent the whole time talking about our conversations from middle school. It's crazy that I used to think all that stuff was Grayson and really it was just Ethan.
