"Do you want to sit with us today?" I offered.
It was Wednesday, and I was standing at my locker, putting my books away. Dominic was leaning against the locker next to me.
Dominic looked at me with surprise.
"If that's okay, yeah," he said. "Could I see if Richy wants to come?"
"Sure," I said, shrugging. "It's not like I'm trying to get you to be a loner with me."
"See you later," he said, starting to walk off.
A buzzing came from inside my locker. I looked around to see my phone was ringing.
"Hello?" I asked, shutting the locker.
"Hi, Riannan?" a woman said.
"That's me," I said. "Who's this?"
"This is the school nurse down at Max's school. He's got a fever, and has to go home," she said.
"Uh... alright," I said. "I'll be right down."
I hung up and opened my locker again. I grabbed my book bag and my homework, knowing that I'd be staying home.
I quickly walked to the tree where Dominic, Richy, and Kyle were all sitting, laughing. It was strange, looking at the three. Out of all of them, Dominic stood out to me. I was pretty sure I knew why, but I didn't want to admit it to myself.
"What's with the backpack?" Dominic asked, looking up at me, confused and disappointed.
"Max is sick," I said.
He stood up, brushing himself off.
"Alright," he said, pulling me into a hug. "I'll call you later, but call me if you need anything."
"I will," I said, missing his embrace when he pulled away.
I started off towards the parking lot, feeling his gaze the entire time. Climbing in, I put my bag down on the seat next to me. I started the car and headed over to Max's school where he was waiting with one of his teachers outside.
I watched as she walked away from me.
"Wow, dude," Richy said. "Be more stalkerish."
"Yeah, seriously," Kyle agreed. "You two aren't even going out."
"She's come around," I said. "I'm working on it. You, by the way, are going to a Death Cab for Cutie concert with us on Friday night."
"Okay, cool," Kyle said.
"What about me?" Richy asked.
"You're coming, too," I said.
"But seriously, dude," Kyle said. "I know Riannan forgave you and everything, but you might just freak her out. She's never had a boyfriend before. I'm pretty sure you were her first kiss."
"Does she even like me like that?" I asked. "I mean, she seems like she's completely undecided about me."
"Oh, believe me," Kyle said, chuckling. "She definitely likes you like that. Just give her time."
"How do you know?"
"I've spent the past several years of my life looking at Riannan, and only seeing an empty shell. Now she seems happy, and you're a big part of that. Plus, she kissed you back," Kyle said.
"Sorry about my idiot friend here," Richy said. "He has self esteem issues."
I smacked Richy in the back of the head.
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Losing ControlTeen Fiction
Riannan's life was spent watching her five year old brother since her mother was too busy passing out at bars and hooking up with twenty-year olds to do it herself. Living in a run down apartment and working two jobs to stay there was hard work for...