Rich. That's all I can make up from Chase's clothes. I knew he was rich but I wasn't expecting him to possess that aura. His tall body is covered in some brand's sweats paired with Nike's shoes. I hate Nike. He looks like a rich snob but I know better than to judge him for his looks.
His green eyes dart between Ryan and me.
"You must be Alyssa." He says looking at me,hand-drawn out in my direction.
My throat is dry, he's intimidating; Tall, Rich and all."Yes," I timidly say, awkwardly walk towards him taking in his hand.
His fingers brush against my skin. I can't help but notice that his aren't as rough as Ryan's. It's been days but I remember his touch.
What-? I shake my head as the realisation strikes me, drawing away from my hand I move aside.
"Ryan!" He says, eyes wide with excitement walking towards him, probably to hug him. Chase's figure towers over Ryan's. I shift my feet feeling extremely small even with my 5'10" form. I walk towards the couch while they chat, I don't want to intervene some "bro" thing. Going through my phone I try to look busy.
"So-Alyssa." I look up at Chase as he starts off.
"Yeah?"
"I've heard a lot about you." He surprises me by saying. I wasn't expecting that.
"You have?" I narrow my eyes at Ryan but he just narrows them back at me. Bitch.
He nods his head. "Well, there's nothing much to know," I say grumpily
"I beg to differ," he starts "from what I've heard you're quite..." he pauses to find words.
Weird. Complicated. Difficult. I finish for him mentally.
"Different." I snort at his comment. Sure, I get up and stroll towards Ryan. His face is a little pale but quickly recovers.
"C'mon let's get to it." He says rolling his eyes. My gaze shifts to the mats, I don't feel awkward or weird, I feel okay being with two boys, I feel fine.
"You two go ahead I'll spin," Chase says clapping his hands.
"Okay." "Yeah," We both say and move away from each other side's.
I stand aside as Chase starts spinning telling us where to stand. He gives me a reassuring smile to which I roll my eyes. He looks at Chase as if to say start and he does. I get the red circles while Ryan gets the green one on the other side of the room.
"I'm standing in you, Green." He says with a chuckle looking at me.
"For a college boy you sure as hell have bad humour," I growl
"Finally!" Chase exclaims clapping his hand "Somebody said it!" I smirk at Ryan as he flips both of us "Just get to it."
Ten minutes in and I'm in some weird twisted position with my chest burning as I try my best to balance myself. I see Ryan looking at me from the corner of my eye.
"Fuck, you're flexible." He says between breaths.
"No shit Sherlock," I say rolling my eyes. Lexi always tells me to stop rolling my eyes because I roll them a little too much which can also cause them to get stuck in the back of my head. Like the fuck woman?
I try to peek at Ryan from the little space between my arms. He looks quite funny, Hell I bet I do too. His blue t-shirt with a sponge bob face on it has ridden all the way up to his ribs exposing his stomach. I can't make out much, he's far but I can see a little of his bones, he's skinny. A small part of his hip bone is also showing, I kind of find it- I don't know how to put it in words.
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Teen Fiction" I think rainbows are like humans. A person is like a white light, made up of different things, versions of themselves, mistakes, hardships, Just like the rainbow. Each colour is different but is equally important in order to make the white light...