The Jocks Nerd (BoyxBoy)

Noticing

(That's Jack!)

I was heading to school on the familiar sidewalk that I'm always on. Good thing that it's a shortcut, because I'm the only one that knows about it. I'm not too good with people which are why I always avoid them. I walked through the dead leaves, trudging my way to the empty road which leads to the school.

Two minutes later I finally made it to school with just enough time to spare. I headed to my locker and opened it emptying out my backpack with the stuff that I needed for the first hour; Math. Once I was finished I quickly hooked my backpack on the hook in my locker and shut it quickly. Just at the same time, the bell had rung I paced to my first-hour class taking a seat in the back as usual. The rest of the students had come in with the teacher following behind. The students took their seats and the teacher began teaching.

It's only been 15 minutes, which is half the class's time. The whole time there has been this one kid who keeps staring at me with each glance he gets. I started to notice that he was on the wrestling team, which is a real shocker. I mean, I'm a nerd and he's a jock. Why would he be staring at me?

The rest of the period was me thinking of why the 'jock' would be staring at me. I didn't even know him, but I'm guessing he knows me. I was brought back to reality by the bell ringing through my ears. I swear I hate that! I quickly went to my locker and opened it, throwing my math books in the locker and grabbing my Science books. I might be a geek, but I am no organizer. When I shut my locker the 'jock' that I noticed earlier was leaning on the locker next to me. "Hey." He said, making me look his way. I shouted an 'ah' when I looked his way. He startled me. "Hey...?" I questioned hoping for him to say his name before I guess the wrong one. "Kyle." He told me holding out his hand. I grasped it in mine and shook his letting it go. "Jake" I replied my name being nice. "So, what class you heading to now?" I looked at him, eyes wide that he's talking to me. Somebody that's never been spoken to since fourth grade. I stood still till he called out my name one more time. "Oh? Um, Science." I said trying not to stutter. He smiled and looked at the clock, which we only had thirty seconds left. "I have Science as well. We could walk there together." And with just that, I started following him to Science as he led the way. I tried to keep a small blush from peeking out, but it just kept finding its way out.

Once we walked into the classroom I sat in the back as always, hoping to be alone, but this time he sat in the seat beside me on my right. I sighed and slouched back. If I don't find out why he won't leave me alone, I just might die.

Through the class was just normal everyday work and assignments. The teacher for this hour had assigned a project that's worth 100 points. I didn't need it, but other people might've. It's also for the last semester, so A LOT of people are taking it seriously. The project was mainly based on teamwork. The team that looks like they put a whole lot of work into it obviously got the most points. We all didn't get paired up with the person we liked to get paired up with. I guess it was the teachers' plan for us to get along with each other. I'm guessing it work because no one complained about who they got paired with. Well at first, they didn't. I was paired up with the one I thought I would NEVER get paired up with. Kyle.
When class was, over I grabbed my stuff, and walked out of class, putting away my stuff in my locker, closed my locker, and head to Gym. I knew for sure that Kyle wasn't in my gym class. When it's gym Kyle always practices with his other teammates in the other gym. Not that he had a choice. His coach thought that it would help with there playing.

Once I finished changing into my P.E clothes to my surprise there he was. Kyle, right in front of me. I hesitantly walked in the line that the other boys had formed from the teacher ordering them to. "Guys, I bet you're wondering why Kyle Nomack, the captain of the wrestling team, the top wrestler in the school is in this Gym right now and not practicing?" We all nodded. "Well, it's because today we're learning and practicing wrestling for the rest of the week." Said couch as he patted Kyle's back. We all groaned. I really disliked gym. "Now, Kyle, would you like to tell them what we're doing today?" He asked as he faced the wrestler. "Today we're learning to pin. You guys should already know what pinning is, and how to do it. If not, then I'll demonstrate." How is he gonna do that? "Jack!" I turned the direction the sound was coming from. It was Kyle. I'm guessing he wants me to go next to him since he was making hand movements saying 'come here.' I walked over to him unknowing of what's gonna happen. "Now pay attention." He said as he faced me, turning his whole body my direction. I waited for him to do something till he surprisingly grabbed me by my arm and flipped me over on my back. I yelped and forced my eyes clothes as soon as I hit the ground. "Jack, you can open your eyes now." I slowly opened my eyes, only to be face to face with his. My breath stopped. I could only stare. He looked so flawless. My fanboying had ended once Kyle had gotten up from off me. I wish he'd stayed. He quickly sat up once he got off and stood on my feet. People stared at me in silence. I didn't say anything I just walked back to my spot in line ignoring the eyes that followed me. "Alright class," The couch started having all eyes directed from me go to him. "Let's get started." And with that, we all did the rest of the class listening and following orders from both the gym teacher and the famous school wrestler.

When class finished a ran to the locker room and quickly changed in the back. I only did that because It's not like I was insecure about my body. It's not bad to the point where I wanted it removed, I had a few muscles here and there thanks to our gym teacher. No, it's because I hated people that I didn't know seeing me half naked. Good thing I was the only one that ever changed in the back of the changing room. Once I finished I returned my gym clothes into my gym locker and headed out. The reason why I'm in such a hurry to get out of the gym is one, because our gym teacher always has something to say once everybody's finished doing whatever they're doing in the changing room, and honestly, I don't want to hear it. Secondly, when you're a person who really hates the gym and couldn't wait to get out of there like me, you would run out as fast as possible like me.

(A/N: Please tell me how I did! Were there any mistakes, Grammar? Anything?! I hope you guys enjoy. Once again, bare with me, this is the first time writing a fanfiction. Not good at writing them, but I hope you enjoy)

(That's Kyle!)