(This picture seemed appropriate for this chapter, since they're studying and all. Do you guys like it? I found it randomly on Google Images and it's so cute.)
Anyway, it's that time again!
What time, you ask?
It's time for another chapter of Crazy + Genius!
Okay, enjoy!
I took a deep breath as I stood in front of our front door, my hand poised over the handle as if to open it. Relax, Bren, I told myself. It's just your tutor! You can do this.
Boy, was I in for a surprise.
When I opened that door, my heart stopped and my throat instantly closed up.
Why is that, Bren? you ask. It's just a tutor. Probably Dallon or something. What's the stress for?
Well, in front of me, science books, a pencil case, and a binder in hand, was none other than my longtime crush, Ryan Ross.
Um, excuse me, but what?
I didn't sign up for this shit!
Why didn't Mr. Knight bother to tell me that my tutor was RYAN FUCKING ROSS?!
That's it, I'm done for, I thought. I am going to faint, or collapse, or puke. Either way, I'm screwed. I'm gonna die in here.
"Hey." he said, scratching the back of his head. "It's nice to see you again, Brendon."
In reply, I managed to squeak out a "Hi".
I know, I know. Real smooth, B. Trust me, you don't have to tell me twice.
"So Mr. Knight said that you needed some tutoring, and I need a bit of extra credit, so... I'm tutoring you." Ryan said, now sounding a little nervous.
Was I making him nervous? No, that couldn't possibly be it.
He was probably just feeling a little bit awkward because I wasn't speaking. Yeah, that was it.
I tried to say something, anything, but my vocal chords just refused to work.
Agh, I fucking hated my life and my nerves.
When I finally managed to say something, it came out....not exactly the way I wanted it to.
I wanted to sound cool and confident in myself. Instead, I got this bullshit.
"O-oh?" I said, with that fucking stutter again. "T-that's cool, R-ryan."
Wow. Real smooth, dumbass, I thought to myself. What's next, you gonna ask him if he wants to fuck with that stutter?
"Can I come in?" Ryan asked, smiling shyly at me, his cheeks pink with the cold from the brisk wind outside.
Or, at least, that's what I thought his cheeks were pink from.
Turns out I was wrong.
But I'm not going to realize that just yet. I find that out, but only later in the story.
"S-sure." I said, cursing myself internally for sounding so fucking nervous. Which I was, but that didn't mean that I wanted it obvious.
But, like it or not, I was. I'm a pussy, remember?
As I stepped aside to let him in, I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket.
I excused myself, stepped out into the bathroom, (and by stepped I mean ran), pulled it out, and saw that it was a text from Phil.
(Remember, Phil is Melina.)
Melina and Beryl
Melina: Hey B. Has your tutor showed up yet?
I heard Ryan sit himself down at the kitchen table on the wobbly stool. I could tell because I heard it clatter quietly on the tiled floor.
Remembering that Phil had texted me, I quickly replied them back.
Beryl: Yes, he has.
Beryl: And I'm freaking the fuck out.
Melina: Oh shit. Who are they?
Beryl: You'll never guess who.
Beryl: Or believe it, for that matter.
Melina: God, Beryl, you know that I hate guessing games! 😡Just tell me.
Beryl: It's Ryan.
Melina: No fucking way! 😯
Beryl: Yes fucking way.
Beryl: In fact, so fucking way that it's Gerard fucking Way.
Melina: You mean Ryan Ross?
Beryl: You know any other Ryans?
Melina: Yes, I do. His name is Ryan Seaman, and he's in our grade.
Beryl: Alright, sassy bitch. You know any other Ryans that I have a massive crush on?
Melina: No, lol. 😆
Beryl: Exactly. 😑
Melina: In that case, get the fuck off your phone and go 'study' with him! 😉
Beryl: But what if I say something stupid?
Melina: You won't.
Beryl: You know I will! 😣
Melina: It'll be fine, B. Just go!
Melina: We're all rooting for ya! 👍
Beryl: But... 😫
Melina: JUST GO
Beryl: Kay, bye. Pray for me lol 😂 🙏
Melina: Ofc, Beryl. Love u! 💕
Beryl: Love u 2, Mel. 😘 Bye!
I got off my phone, took a deep breath, and stepped into the kitchen, where Ryan was sitting.
"You ready to get started, Brendon?" he asked, opening his binders and textbooks.
"Y-yup." I stuttered out. "B-but first, w-would you l-like a c-cookie?"
"Sure!" he said brightly. "I love cookies. Thank you so much."
I flushed bright red at his words. "Y-you're welcome, Ryan."
After that, I went and grabbed the cookies from the pantry, and sat down one seat away from him, pushing the plate towards him.
He scooted closer until he was right next to me, causing me to blush even harder.
He bit into a cookie, and groaned. "Oh my fucking god, these are amazing! Did you make these?"
"Yes." I said. "With some help from my mom."
I don't usually talk about my love for baking, but I do love it. Mostly it's only my BFFs that get to enjoy my cookies and occasional cupcakes.
"Oh my goodness, you have a gift." he exclaimed, making me blush.
"T-thank you." I said nervously.
"Ugh, amazing! These are like sex." he complimented me, as he took another bite.
I began to relax a little and started laughing. "That good, huh?"
"Yes!" He exclaimed. "I love them so much, Brenny."
I blushed with a mixture of pride and embarassment at his words.
Not only am I an absolute slut for praise, but hearing Ryan say that my baking was good was a massive confidence boost.
"Thanks, Ryro." I said without thinking. Quickly, I clapped my hand over my mouth before I could say anything stupider.
He raised an eyebrow. "Ryro?"
I took a breath and laughed a little, grabbing a small plate for my cookies. "Well, you just called me Brenny, so I think it's fair that I can call you Ryro."
"Funny, I usually hate being called Ryro. I wouldn't even let my friends call me that." he said as he picked up another cookie.
"But it sounds cute coming out of your mouth."
I instantly turned bright red.
Was he... flirting? If so, why? And why with me?
He must be one of those flirtatious people, I rationalized. Don't get your fucking hopes up. He's probably not even remotely gay.
"T-thanks." I said, the stutter returning as all of my nervousness came flooding back.
"W-well," I began. "Y-you saying 'Brenny' is much more adorable, and you can't change my mind."
Ugh, I cannot flirt.
His cheeks became a little pinker at my words. "Thanks, B."
"So!" I said, sitting down. "Shall we begin?"
"Sure." he said, grabbing a pencil for me.
"So, what do you need the most help with?" he asked me.
"Everything." I said, rolling my eyes. "Science is a whole other language to me."
Ryan laughed at my words. "That's what Art is like for me. I just don't get it, you know?"
"Really?" I asked. "That's surprising to hear. You'd think that a boy as beautiful and intelligent as you would be amazing at Art, considering that your makeup is fantastic."
Oh. My. Fucking. God. What the hell was that?
Did I, Brendon Boyd Urie, famous for being a total wuss and a massive pussy, just flirt? Like, somewhat successfully?
But, at the same time, while it was successful and I didn't stutter, it was still such a dumb pickup line. I might as well have said, "Do you want to put your mouth on my mouth?"
Sigh. Part lips, open mouth, insert foot.
Ryan turned bright red and ducked his head bashfully.
It was so fucking adorable.
"Why, thank you, Brendon." he said, so quietly that I almost couldn't hear him.
And, oh my god, the way he said that, just so bashfully and quietly, just made me like him even more.
"Of course!" I said brightly, not sounding nervous. "Let's start."
And with that, we began the tutoring.
Now, normally, with anyone else, I would be dying of boredom.
But, with Ryan, I was so interested in what he had to say, he could be reciting the dictionary and I would absolutely love it.
Soon, I found myself actually understanding what he was talking about.
Imagine, me, Brendon Urie, with my Ds and Fs in Science, getting and loving learning about Science! It was absolutely crazy to think about.
Once we were finished, I packed up my things and Ryan put away his books. This was my chance.
"Ryan..." I said slowly as he began walking to the door.
"Yes, Brendon?" he asked, looking up from his task and flashing me that drop-dead gorgeous smile of his that made butterflies erupt in my stomach.
"I had a lot of fun today." I said quietly. "Thank you."
Ryan grinned. "Well, I'm glad that I could make Science fun for you."
Suddenly, he leaned close to me that his mouth was right next to my ear.
"See you later." he said as his lips gently brushed against it, making me all weak in the knees.
Damn him, he knew just how to get to me.
"B-bye." I stuttered out, now left a blushing mess.
Dizzy with happiness, I grabbed my phone and immediately began to text the group chat.
I was originally going to just text Frank, but fuck it, they all deserved to hear this.
(Once again, Brendon is Beryl, Venus is Danielle, Melina is Phil, Frank is Joanne, Gerard is Delilah, Tila is Mary, Sharon is Spencer, and Sophia is Billie.)
The Queens Group Chat
Beryl: GUYSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Tila: WHATTTTTTTTTTTT
Sharon: What's up, Beryl?
Delilah: Hey B! What's goin' on, darling?
Venus: Hey, love!
Sophia: Hey hey!
Beryl: YOU WILL NEVER BELIEVE THISSSSSSSS
Sophia: What is it?!
Beryl: RYAN WAS MY TUTOR FOR SCIENCE
Sharon: OML
Sophia: OMFG
Tila: AND?!!!
Beryl: AND.... HE JUST KISSED MY EAR
Beryl: AHHHHHHHHHHHH
Joanne: WOT
Melina: OMFGEE
Venus: B I'M SO PROUD
Beryl: I TOLD HIM HE WAS BEAUTIFUL AND INTELLIGENT ACKKKKKKKKKKKK
Joanne: CHA CHA REAL SMOOTH
Tila: THAT'S MY BEST FRIEND!!!
Sharon: B YOU SLICK MOTHERFUCKER
Venus: BREN YOU QUEEN
Beryl: IT IS TO DIE
Delilah: SHE DID IT BITCHES
Delilah: I KNEW YOU HAD IT IN YOU
Sophia: I JUST SQUEALED AND SCARED MY CAT LOL
Beryl: HAHAHAHAH LOL
Venus: BET I SCREAMED LOUDER
Tila: OMFG B TEACH ME HOW YOU DID IT
Sharon: SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE BERYL I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOUUUUUUUUU
Beryl: OMFG I CANNOT BREATHE
Joanne: WE GOTTA HAVE A PARTY OR SOMETHIN
Sophia: Y'all free rn?
Delilah: Yup. Mikey's out with friends so I'm just chillin wit Jo
Joanne: Hell yeah bitch, we up for anythin
Venus: Yeah, my ma just got home so I don't have to babysit Adrien anymore
Melina: Martyn's on a date so yeh I am
Sharon: I'm with Jon
Sharon: He says congrats, btw
Sharon: But we're literally just bingeing The Umbrella Academy, so we free
Tila: Ria just left, so yeah
Beryl: Yeah, why?
Sophia: We going out for pizza to celebrate
Sophia: My treat
Beryl: YASSSSSSSSSSSSSS PIZZAAAAAAAAAAA
Sharon: HELL YEAH
Venus: Where?
Sophia: At the Boston Pizza on Peterick Lane
Tila: I'm there! See y'all!
Beryl: I'll see y'all there! Bye!
Venus: Bye! Love u!
Beryl: Love u 2, V! Bye you guys!
I pulled on my coat, grabbed a pencil and some paper, wrote my mom a note that I was going out in case she came home before I did, and rushed out, hopping on my bicycle.
As I pedaled, I thought about everything that had just happened, the memories giving me a rush of energy.
It had been a fucking wonderful day, and it was all because of Ryan.
Hmmm, maybe having my crush as my tutor wasn't so bad after all.
(A/N: TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE WEEK?! Y'ALL FINNA DIE WHEN I'M DONE WIT YOU LOL
Anyway, how are you guys? [Feel free to rant about anything, this be a safe space]
I just finished reading T12 for the second time and now I'm reading Our Perfect Fairytale
Also, Falling in Reverse is my new shit of the past 2 months.
What can I say? They're just such a good band!
Will Ryan and Brendon grow closer?
Will Brendon get the man he likes?
Will Ryan like him back?
Will Billie actually pay for all their pizza?
Tune in to the next chapter of 'Crazy + Genius' to find out!
I love y'all!!
Anyway, enjoy your day, night, week, month, whatever! Just enjoy!
SO WHY DO GOOD GIRLS LIKE BAD GUYS?
I'VE HAD THIS QUESTION FOR A REALLY LONG TIME!
I'VE BEEN A BAAAAAAAAAD BOYYYYYYY AND IT'S PLAIN TO SEEEEEEE
SO WHY DO GOOD GIRLS FALL IN LOVE WITH ME?!
WHOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAA OH OH
WHOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAA OH OH..................
Bye for now!)