Brooklyn

CHAPTER SEVEN

    Ryan got on his bike, letting me get on as well. "Hey uh, do you maybe want to sleep over with me on the roof?" He asked, starting to pedal down the road. I widened my eyes, this seemed so sudden. "Why?" I asked back. "I mean, tomorrow's Monday and- we can just ride to school if you'd like." "I'd have to ask my dad first.." "Alright- text him."

  I texted my dad. At first he refused as he didn't know Ryan, but later on agreed. It was only one night anyways..

  Ryan stopped biking near his house, then he grabbed my hand, showing me to his room. His room was clean, his bed made with white walls and a ceiling fan. He opened his window with enough force to lift it up. He stepped on the roof, then held out his hand to help me out.

   We climbed to the top of the roof, as the sun started to set. No trees blocked out view from the sunset. He set a blanket down for us to lay on, handing me pillows to rest my head. We watched the sunset for the night.. "Brooklyn." "Hm?" "I'm heading to bed. We have school tomorrow." I nodded, yawning. "Yeah, I guess I'll head to bed also.."

  We both lay down on the roof, covering ourselves with a blanket as we slept 5ft apart from each other.

   The sun rose many hours later, and Ryan woke me up. "Cmon, wake up. We have school." I groaned, sitting up. "The hell am I gonna wear?" I asked, rubbing my eyes. "Follow me to my closet, wear some of my clothes." He stepped down the roof, climbing through the window.

  I followed close behind. He opened his closet showing me his clothes inside. "Choose anything." I looked through his closet, taking out a grey shirt and grey sweatpants. "Could I wear this?" I asked, holding up the clothes. "Sure. You can change in my bathroom." He smiled, pointing to his bathroom. I nodded, walking inside with the clothes.

  I stepped out of the bathroom, with brushed hair and fresh breath. Wearing the clothes. Ryan seemed already changed. "We can grab some breakfast and make our way to school.. uh- school starts in 40 minutes." He said, starting to walk downstairs as I followed.

   His mom stood in the kitchen, making eggs. Ryan stopped me before I walked in the kitchen. "My mom doesn't know your here, stay here and I'll grab ourselves some eggs." Ryan walked in the kitchen, giving his mom a hug then grabbed two apples from a bowl. "Ryan, not gonna eat the eggs I'm making??" His mother asked. "Nah mom. Just an apple for today."

As he walked outside, he tossed me the apple, then hopped on his bike. I got on with him and we took a 10 minute bike ride to school.
 
  He parked in the bike area, locking his bike to the pole so it wouldn't get stolen. We both walked inside. "What class are you first?" He turned to me as we walked to our lockers. "129." I replied. "Oh dang, sadly that's not my class.- Oh! My locker is here. See you at lunch?" I nodded. "See you at lunch."

  We had to go through three classes before lunch. Where would I sit?