I walk into school Monday morning to be greeted with Ryver, standing in front of my locker.

I walk up to my to my locker, and Ryver's very tall figure stares down at me.

Damn he's tall.

Of course my 5'2 figure is small compared to his, what? Maybe 6'1 or 6'3?

Stop thinking about his height!

"Im sorry." He says moving away from my locker. But still standing close to me.

"It's fine." I say giving him a fake smile. Im not sure what he's apologizing about what he said yesterday. But whatever it is fine.

Im not mad, but that doesn't mean, I'm just going to be friends with him. I mean this could be the first of many times that he decides to be rude.

Yes, I'm a very paranoid person. At least I'm aware.

"I know it's not so Im sorry."

"Just stop apologizing!" I say a little too harsh.

Why am I always so mean!

"Okay." He says, nodding twice. He looks angry now. "Whatever, I should've taken a hint."

"Ryver-"

"No, no I get." He says, but I could see a look in his eyes, that I cant decipher.

Just like that he's gone.

And it's all my fault.

Of course a billion things course my mind, like every other time. I can barely breath. I can barely walk. Not again.

Breath in, breath out.

Nope this isn't helping. I start walking towards the bathroom. But I can't make it, so instead I settle on sitting against a locker, in an empty hallway. I hear the bell go off at some point.

My vision blurred by my tears. Its been months since I've had a panic attack.

Why the hell is this triggering it?

Maybe that's not what triggered maybe it's something else.

I see a figure coming closer to me. But I can barely tell who it is from my blurry vision.

"Ensleey?" I hear the persons voice.

Ryver.

I don't say anything I don't think I can.

I can feel that he is now seated next to me.

A few minutes later I feel okay, I think it barely lasted ten minutes. To my relief, I look over to see Ryver still here.

He's still here.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

Wait, does he care?

Why am I asking myself that!

"Yeah." I have no idea what to say.

"What happened?" He asks concern lacing his voice.

"N-nothing." I stutter over the word.

To my surprise he pulls me to him, setting us in awkward hug. Nevertheless comforting.

I shouldn't like this.

Awhile later, we pull away and he wipes my cheeks hesitantly. As if I'm fragile like a piece of glass at his grandmas.

I think thats a way to say it considering when I used go to my grandmas she would give me the stink eye if I touched one of her precious glass cups.

Im really thinking of my grandmother right now?

Maybe I've actually to go insane.

"I have anxiety and depression and sometimes it causes panic attacks." I don't know why I told him, but I feel oddly comfortable with him.

Even so, that was something I shouldn't have blurted out, he could easily to his advantage.

"Oh." He says. "Does it happen a lot?"

Im surprised he still sitting here, but I'd rather enjoy while it lasts, then overthink every small possibility.

I shake my head. "Not as often as it used to."

He pulls me back to him, and we sit in comfortable silence.

*~*~*~*

Today after school me and my friends, are sitting at Collins apartment, watching a movie.

Theodore is with us, who was Cleo's boyfriend, when she had introduced us to him we were all shocked.

Why?

Because almost every guy she's dated has at least ten tattoos, or piercings, or has been to jail at least once.

But when we saw Theodore, it was beyond what we expected, he mainly wears suits, or a button down shirt, kind, prefers not to swear, and is currently training to take over his dads company.

Even though the two look quite different, they work perfectly together, he's usually the only one who could handle her crazy mood swings, and always puts a smile on her face, also Cleo's the only one who could get him to loosen up.

He's parents don't really expect their relationship, but other then that they've been going strong on six months.

"I don't get it! Why is he still with that bitch!" Collin shouts at the screen, as usual he takes the movies as if it's real, every movie night we have he always has to find a flaw in every character. sometimes leading to him yelling at the tv screen.

"She's hot." Dean points at the screen. "Thats why." He says the sentence as if the most logical answer ever. To Dean it probably is.

"So what, she slept with his brother!" Collin fires back.

Here we go.

"So you wouldn't want get with that." Dean says back.

"How long do you think it's going to last this time?" Jake whispers from beside me.

"Six minutes max." I say confidently.

"No way a little more than that." Jake says looking over at our two crazy friends bickering back and forth, over the same character, one about how she's probably in good in bed, the other claiming she's insane and the guys even crazier.

You can guess which one saying which.

"Bet?" I ask.

Me and Jake always bet on the two boys and how long their arguments will last.

"ten bucks?"

"Deal."

We shake on it, and the start the timer on my phone we both agree it's been at least been two minutes so far.

"Theo back me up she's hot. Right?" Dean wiggles his eyebrows.

Cleo gives him a death glare, Theo gulps.

"N-no." Theodore says looking over to his girlfriend, giving her a small smile.

Cleo kisses Theodore on the cheek, and he relaxes immediately.

They can be so cute sometimes.

"Man, just put it to a rest. Yes, she is hot." Collin says and Dean smiles, thinking he won, then Collin continues. "Though I could never be with anyone if they slept with someone while they're with me."

Dean nods, I guess giving up.

Most people don't see the other side to Collin, he has his own set of drama just like everyone of my friends, and a way I guess thats why we get along.

Like Dean, and Jake he sleeps around, because he's scared of being in relationships. Due to the one girl he was ever in love with. Which was two years back when he was in high school. The bitch cheated on him with a guy, then dumped him for him. A few months later she tried to get back together with him. He's been the way he is since.

Im guessing thats why Dean decided to drop the argument. We all know relationships are rough subject for him, and maybe me too. I guess its something we have in common.

But that's a story for another time.

I check the timer, five minutes and fifty three seconds.

"Ha I won!" I say to Jake shoving my phone in his face, then bringing my hand out for my money, he groans clearly so excited to give me money.

"I hate you." He says grabbing his wallet out of his back pocket.

"Ah I love you too Jakey."

He smacks the ten dollar bill in my palm. Literally.

"I'll win next time." Jake says.

"Keep dreaming buddy." I say ruffling his dark brown hair.

He attempts to fix it, scowling at me.

The events of early in the back of my mind as I enjoy the company of the few people I love most in the world.

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A u t h o r s N o t e

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