BRYSON'S POV:

After the game we all pile onto the bus and i plop down in Aya's seat and she grins tiredly at me. Jake sits in the seat ahead of us and we fist bump.

"That was a pretty epic touchdown, Bry," Jake explaims.

"It was some pretty epic tackles you made," I say and Jake grins.

"Oh, I know. I am pretty awesome, you don't have to tell me things i already know," Jake jokingly brags.

"You are so arrogent," Aya says with a grin and Jake mockingly glares at her.

"And since when is that a bad thing?"He asks and AYa raises her eyebrows.

"Since forever,"

"WEll...... You don't.. Know anything," Jake says and sticks his tongue out at her childishly.

"More than you," she replies.

"You know what, i don't like talking to people who are smarter than me,"Jake says to me.

"Than you probably shouldn't be friends with AYa,"I say and Aya laughs.

"Ahhh snap,"Aya says and Jake makes threatening motions at me with his hands before sinking back into his seat to talkt o MAx.

About an hour into the trip and I notice that Aya's eyes are starting to droop. I grin and kiss her cheek.

She glances at me and i smile softly.

"If you are tired you can lean your head on my shoulder," I suggest and Aya quickly lays her head down on my shoulder and yawns.

Pretty soon her breathing slows and i know she is asleep. It's weird to think about how Aya has changed my personality. This is always who i have been, but i figured if i showed this side of me to everyone else that they wouldn't like me. And i don't care how girly or emotional that sounded. It's the truth.

Max takes the opportunity and looks at me like he wants to talk.

"So, it looks like you guys are getting closer, huh?" He says and i smirk at him.

"No, we aren't,"I say sarcastically.

"Don't be a smart a... But anyway, i just wanted to say, she is my best friend and if you hurt her i will dismember you so badly that it will take weeks to identify who you are," he warns.

"I should say the same thing,"I reply and Max looks confused.

"Why?"

"Because you are dating my sister," I reply and Max rolls his eyes.

"Please, like i would ever hurt your sister,"

"And i will never intentionally hurt Aya,"I reply.

"Fine, but i'm just saying what is going to happen if you do," he explains and i nod.

"Noted,"

"Good,"

We stare at each other and finally Jake clears his throat awkwardly and they go back talking to each other, but every once in a while i see Max staring at Aya's and my hands intertwined.

We finally get back to the school and i wake Aya up. We get off the bus and i kiss her good bye beside her car.

"You played really well today," she points out while we pause for breath.

"You would have too if Coach would have put you in," I say and she rolls her eyes.

"We probably would not have won if he would have put me in," she says.

"i think it was stupid to put Caleb in,"I mutter and Aya smirks.

"Yeah, he didn't play very well today,"

"He doesn't play well any day,"I answer.

"Ok, you may not like him, i know i don't, but you have to admit that he is good at football. I can't deny it and neither can you,"

"I can sure as heck try my hardest," I say and she grins.

"I have to go, night," she replies and stands on her tip toes to kiss me again.

I lengthen the kiss, but she pulls away with a sweet little smile on her lips.

"Good night," she says and squeezes my hand.

But before she can walk away i pull her back in and hug her. Her soft laughter floats around us and i finally let her leave.

"Whipped," Jake says next to me and i grin at him.

"Better than being a man whore,"I say with a pointed look at him. He dones't even try to look hurt, he just nods with smirk.

"I know what i am," he says and slaps my back before walking over to his car and going home.

AYANNA'S POV:

I get home and flop on my bed with a grin. I touch my lips and smile at the memory of him kissing me with his brown eyes staring into mine. I never thought i would be this happy with a gjuy. Heck, i never thought Bryson would even look my way.

This is all so new to me. But i have to admit it is a really nice feeling.

BING BING

I grab my labtop and am not surprised when it's 'Quarterback' who wants to talk.

'hey'

'hey yourself' i reply.

'how was the game?'

'fantastic'

'i hear your boyfriend did really well'

'...how did you hear that? the game litterally just eneded three hours ago,'

'things get around, it's not that hard to hear things'

'why won't you tell me who you are... if this is Bryson i will kill you for pretending to be someone else,' i warn and grin while shaking my head when it takes a while to answer.

'no, it's not Bryson. i promise. but you wouldn't believe me if i told you who i was,'

'why not?'

'you just wouldn't,'

'try me...'

'i actually have to go,' he types and i sigh.

'later,'

I get of my computer and sigh. If it is Bryson i am going to hurt him...Well, not really, but i just don't understand why this guy won't tell me who he is. It is starting to get annoying.

I hear another sound coming from my computer and i groan. I am going to give this so called 'Quarterback' a piece of my mind.

But i am shocked when 'Bryson18' wants to talk. So, does that mean 'Quarterback' is not actually Bryson?

'Hey, babe,'Bryson types.

'Hey...What are you up to?'

'Uh, not much. Just wanted to talk to you again. You?' He explains.

'Just finished talking to this weird guy that apparently goes to our school and isn't you,'

'What? What's his name?' Bryson asks.

'I don't know his real name, but his chat name is Quarterback. That's why i assumed it was you,' I explain.

'Don't talk to him!'Bryson types.

I stare at the computer in shock. It's almost like Bryson knows who it is.

'Why?' I ask.

'Just don't. Trust me,'

'I do, but i don't understand why you don't want me to talk to him. Do you know who this guy is?' I ask.

'No, course not,'he types back after a long pause.

'Are you lying?'i ask and wait for the answer.

'No! Thanks for your trust, Jones' he types and i know he is pissed at me for not trusting him.

'Bryson...'

'What?! It's not my fault that i am angry when you don't trust me,'

'No, it's not that,'I reply.

'Oh really? Cuz that's what it sounded like to me,'Bryson answers.

'I can't believe we are already in a fight and we just started going out,'I point out and there is another long pause.

'You're right. Sorry,'

'Me too,'

We talk for a while longer but we avoid the 'Quarterback' subject.

"Are you talking to your new boyfriend?" Mom asks as she walks into my room and sees me on the labtop.

"We just got donee talking, I say and close my computer.

"What's the matter?"She asks and i shrug.

"It's not a big deal. It's just... We just... We had our first fight a few minutes ago," I explain and she sits beside me on my bed.

"Ah,"

"I just don't want to be one of those couples that are always fighting,"I say and she hugs me.

"Just because you already got in a fight doesn't mean you two will be like that for the rest of your relationship," Mom explains and i nod. I know that's true, but still.

"I know, i just don't want us to end up like that. Cuz i really like him even though we just started going out," I answer.

"I know, honey. But there are going to be things that you guys disagree on, you just can't let it get you down. Because if he is worth anything then he will stick around and try to make it work," she says and with that she walks out of my room.

I sigh and lay down on my bed. I wonder why Bryson was so sure that i should have nothing to do with the guy.

Boys just confuse me....

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