A/N Heeey, I'm back... So like I was telling @lady_rainiicorn during our collaboration for her sexy scene, I fell down a flight of stairs and have been laid up recovering. Have a nice juicy oneshot I wrote while laying on my stomach contemplating other reasons I wish my arse hurt like a mother fucker....

"Ryyy-deeer!" I came into the room full guns blazing and stopped just long enough to see the man himself surrounded by his usual posse of girls. "Again? What the fuck man? Stop fucking my girlfriends!"

"What can I say my man? I am irresistible." His cocky grin lasted just long enough for me to come up to him and throw my right into his jaw hard enough to crack his head around to the side.

"Keep your fucking hands off." I growled. My girl came running in and grabbed my arm, but I threw her off with an eye roll.

"Come on Eric. He was just a quick lay. I was mad about you blowing me off on Saturday and just wanted a good bang. He's a slut, you are my boyfriend; it's not like I want to break up or anything." She smiled as if she had done no wrong and I shook my head at her.

"Naw. Ain't happening girl. We're done. If you think I'm putting myself where that hoe has been... you got another thing coming." She gave me a look like I was crazy and Ryder looked a little hurt, if that was possible. "You know what? Fuck this shit. You want to steal all my girlfriends? I'll get a boyfriend instead. See how you like that, hoe-bag."

I stormed out of the room with a shocked, pale-faced Ryder and incredulous ex-girlfriend and searched the halls. Who was hot? Damn this was harder than I thought. Alright, who did all the girls think was hot? Besides me and Ryder that is... Oh yeah! I saw the blond hair of the footie captain and made my way down the hall.

"Oi, Oliver. Be my boyfriend." I shouted out to him as he stood there looking like I'd lost my mind.

"Fuck off. I don't want to be your butt buddy ya weirdo." He growled and threw a ball at me. I caught it and grimaced. A group of girls had followed me from the room and they were gossiping with the girlfriends as I scanned the halls again, looking for my next victim.

"Georgie! Oi mate! You got a girlfriend?" I hollered. He grinned and nodded.

"Sorry my man. I'm taken. Keep looking though." He winked and his girlfriend I guess slapped his arm. I spun around, avoiding the hopeful looks of some girls as I stormed back the way I came. Ryder was standing there with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face as the girls giggled madly at my antics.

"Eric! I'll be your boyfriend." There we go now. Making a beeline for me was the rugby captain and fucking beast of a boy, Jess. He was one thick meathead, but shit he had muscles coming out his arsehole and the girls all said he was an absolute sweetheart off the field.

"You sure Jess?" I looked up at him but he didn't slow down when he got to me. I was hauled up against the lockers and he snogged the crap out of me in front of half the student body. It took me a bit to respond since, well for one I was surprised, and second I wasn't sure how much I actually liked the guy. He was a good kisser though, honestly.

"That's quite enough horsing around Mr. Campbell." We broke apart, me being put carefully back on my feet and straightened up by... I guess my new boyfriend. I grinned as he walked off and caught a black look from Ryder as he ducked into his next class. Hah. Sucker. Try to steal my boyfriend now ya wanker. I turned to make my way to class and ducked in just before the late bell.

"Is it true? You dating Jess, the rugby captain?" My mate Bri was looking at me with a bit of awe. I grinned and flopped into my desk with a sigh.

"Yep. Linda cheated on me this weekend past. Dropping that shit faster than anchovy pizza. I don't want to catch anything." I glared over at her a few rows chatting with one of her buds. Her one friend Mel looked at me sympathetically, but she'd been no better when I dated her.

Honestly I had no idea what was up with these girls. I wasn't a bad catch myself. Weren't any more rough than the other boys here and a damn sight prettier. They all said I was dreamy, so why couldn't they keep their hands off Ryder when he came knocking? I mean, I didn't fuck around on them... they did on me! Every. Single. Time.

What was so good about him anyways? The slut. Sure he was taller. Sure he was more muscular. Maybe he had those copper locks that you could see down the hall. Those fucking sky blue eyes that made you feel like you were falling into them. No excuse! The boy couldn't even remember to shave his stupid scruff. The arsehole. He made me feel damn plain in comparison.

I know I wasn't. I was alright. Clean shaven for one. Black hair, not like that flashy shit. Brown eyes that me mum said reminded her of cognac. Loyal, not that it seemed to matter to any of the skanks I dated. I was a nice guy! Why couldn't they just be happy with a nice guy? I took them out on nice dates. I fucking held their sweaty-ass hands in public!

This last one though, I mean who does that? Just because I begged off on Saturday? It was me sister's birthday. We all went to the park and did family shit. The little chick was turned ten years old and no way was I going to miss that for anything. I smiled at the thought of her playing on the swings. We might be ages apart, but she was my little princess.

At least that was one girl who thought the moon and stars hung from my shoulders. My mum did too, but she obviously doesn't count. My buds at school backed me up on it all, but they weren't the problem. The problem was Ryder. Now I'm thinking about it, why the hell did he keep sleeping with my girls?

Did they come to him or did he call on them? That wouldn't really make a difference in the long run, but hell I'd like to know why now I was thinking about it. It was bugging me. Who just sleeps with all the girls another guy is dating? I was thinking hard now and I was pretty sure he hadn't done it to anyone else's girls. Just me.

Did he hate me? Did I do something to him? I couldn't remember doing anything to him. I could barely remember my birthday last year though, so maybe I did? I thought back. Nothing but a big blank. The bell rung and I startled out of my daze. Damn. I guess I was learning this one out of the text. I wrote down the homework in a flash and headed on to my next class.

"Eric! Hey sit with us." Gerry waved me over and I shrugged. I held up my hand with a one, then went to grab some food. It was all shit. I grabbed the least shitty of it. That was pretty much a salad and sweets. Oh well. I could get me mum's spaghetti dinner later. I sat down with the lads and three of them were looking at me funny.

"Wot's this I hear of you being a gay?" Terrance pipes up with. I roll my eyes at him.

"Puleeze Terry. It's not like I don't like girls, they all just been sluts what I've dated and I'm sick of it. I'll try the other team for a bit and see how it goes." I shrug at him. They all look at me in awe.

"Just like that?" The other guy, Bri says. I look at him while I'm chewing my salad.

"Aye. Just like that." I roll my eyes at the incredulous looks they give each other and then brace for impact when I see Gerry's eyes widen. I'm almost done my salad and I look over at who's sitting down next to me. It's Jess. He got a big grin on his face and puts his arm round my shoulders all friendly. I nod at him but keep eating.

"Hey beautiful, you want to come to mine after classes?" He says just loud enough for the others to hear. I shrug; my mouth is full and I wait til I'm done chewing and swallowing to answer him.

"Sure I guess. I'll meet you out front, yeah?" I see his grin widen and he leans in to peck a kiss on my smackers before he gets up to leave.

"Jesus. I didn't believe it." Terrance shakes his head. His eyes follow after Jess like he's a rock star as he leaves the luncheon.

"Me neither. Wow though. I mean Jess? He is gonna destroy your arse." Gerry says to me with a sympathetic look. I scoff. The others all nod slowly, looking pale. I roll my eyes.

"Are you boys serious? If you think I'm gonna just bend over on the first date, y'all are idiots." I bite into my pastry and get up from the table. I had enough of this talk. What the hell were they going on about? Just because I am dating the fucker I have to give it up right away? I think not.

Besides, what saying that I was bottom? Maybe I'd get to top Jess. You never know these days. Boy might prefer to have a good banging instead of have to do the banging. Wait, why the hell was I thinking of banging the guy? Wasn't that a bit... too soon?

I didn't usually get down with my girls until at least the second week dating. I am not a slut after all. I really wanted my girls to know I appreciated them and have a good time first before I got all sexual with them. Wasn't that what girls wanted?

I sure wanted that. Better than shoving your wang in someone you didn't know. That was just... weird. Might as well just have drunk sex or something at that point. Listen to me now. All this has my brain stuck on sex. This was stupid. I wasn't having sex. I wasn't. Good. Now that's settled, where the fuck is my boyfriend?

I glanced around the yard at the students all moving this way and that across the courtyard. Jess stuck out like a sore thumb amongst them. He was a good foot taller than most and he leaned against the fence waiting with a few of his buds who were all ripped like him.

"Hey. Said to meet up." I stood for a second, long enough to see the sly exchanged glances before turning away from the bunch of them to walk out the school grounds. Jess had to hurry to catch up and I glanced over at his reddened cheeks without a word. He followed me to the end of the lane then I looked at him expectantly. "Well? Where we going?"

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"Ah. Right. That way." He said, pointing to his left. I snickered a bit in my head but went the direction he pointed. It was real silent. He didn't say anything. I didn't say anything. What did we have in common? Geez, I don't even know. We weren't the same age, so no classes together. He played sports, I was lazy as hell.

"You hungry? I could use a snack." I said as he stopped to open a gate. He looked over at me a little surprised but nodded eagerly.

"Yeah, starved. You like crisps?" He unlocked his door and saw me in the smallish house. It was tidy, a lot of greens on the tables and such, and homey.

"Course. Long as they're not plain." I kicked my shoes off and followed him through to the kitchen. He pulled open a cupboard and crinkled about.

"Nope, I got Flame Grilled Steak or Sundried Tomato and Worcestershire." He announced, proudly holding up two bags. I pointed to the latter and he gave me a weird look as he passed them. No bother, more for me. We popped them open and ate for a minute. Then he remembered to grab us some drinks.

"Just water for me, thanks." I waved off the juice he was going to pour. That would not have gone with the crisps real well. He passed me a glass and I took a sip gratefully.

"You want to see my room?" He asked. I shrugged and nodded reluctantly. Why did I feel like this was familiar? Oh right. I was usually the one doing his bit, only with girls. I grinned to myself. Felt a bit weird being on the other side of things, so to speak. Then I frowned. It was a bit... like when I....

"Are your parents home?" I asked about half ways up the stairs. He grinned at the top of the stairs and shook his head no. I hesitated when he stopped at a door and flung it open. It was a rather typical boys room I guess. Messy though and had a slight smell of grass and sweat. My eyes fluttered around at the door, taking in the desk, cupboard, and bed.

"Come here." He coaxed, grabbing my hand gently and pulling me inside. The door closed shut and I flinched a little involuntarily. He was standing there, looking down at me like... the crisps weren't enough. He leaned down and caught a bite of my lip as he snogged me rather fiercely. It stung but felt alright.

His hands started off okay, just rubbing my back and waist. Then he went for it and slid his hands down to my butt. Yeah, I was getting the idea that he wasn't thinking about being bottom. I didn't know if I liked that idea. I always topped my girls. I never thought about bottoming now. I wasn't ready to be doing that shit.

"Jess." I gasped as I pulled back. He moaned and buried his head in the crook of my neck. I felt his mouth kissing and sucking on my trap muscle and squirmed away from him. His crotch brushed my hip and he definitely had a raging boner. Too fast, too fast, too fast!

"Come on Eric. Just let me snog you for a bit, yeah?" His passion laden eyes stared into mine pleadingly. I wasn't stupid. I had used that line before. Those eyes said he wanted to coax me into letting him fuck me into that mattress. I was not falling for that.

"Sorry mate. Bit too fast for my liking. I'm gonna head home." I backed away from those eyes and his bed. He grabbed my hand and invaded my space. I could feel his boner pressed against stomach and his warm breath caressed my face.

"Really? You just gonna leave your poor boyfriend in such a state?" He leaned in to peck me as I stared at him in shock. He was one of those eh? I let him kiss me all sweet and then twisted my face up.

"Yeah. Really. Should have asked about if you wanted a quick fuck mate. I'm not like that." I turned and left him with a rather shocked look on his face. I ran down the stairs, slipped in my shoes, and slammed the door on my way out with a wince. Did this mean we were over? Huh. Hard to tell. Oh well.

I walked back towards the school feeling a little depressed. Well that felt like a flop. He was an alright kisser, but a bit too pushy for a boyfriend. I kicked stones as I went, looking down at me feet, such that I almost didn't notice him until I'd nearly walked into him. It was Ryder. He was looking at me strangely, and just sitting there against the wall.

"You not gone home yet?" I said in surprise. His face was all crumpled up in distress.

"No. You okay? You look okay... Doesn't look like he mauled you... Never know though... Maybe he's a stoic? God if he hurt him I think I'll...." The dude was mumbling and running his hands over his face so I could barely understand him

"Wot are you on about? I'm fine. Think I'll break up with Jess though. Not your fault this time." I was off on my own thoughts and were shocked when he stood up suddenly and took my hand.

"Really? He didn't hurt you? Oh thank god. They were saying he was taking you home to initiate you, if you get my meaning. Glad you're alright though. See ya." He seemed to catch himself, dropped my hand and took off with his face all ablaze. Wot the bloody hell was that all about?

One thing I was sure about, I was steaming mad at Jess.

*

"Oi! You. We're done mate. Think I wouldn't find out about your boasting to your buddies? Not happening lad. Kiss a shot at this arse goodbye." I poked him in the chest and shot him the finger as I walked to my own buddies. They were all in shock and the girls were already gossiping about it. Ah well let them if it gave them something to brighten their day.

"You already broke up then?" Gerry comments. I nodded to him.

"Aye. He had good crisps, but not good enough to have a go on the first date yeah?" I said seriously. They all laughed at that and the mood lifted.

"Wot you gonna do now? Go back to girls?" Terry asked on the way. I shrugged.

"Dunno. Maybe I was just a bit rash. I can wait for a bit I think and pick someone a little better." I was staring off into space as I stood outside my class.

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"You know what your problem is? You're a romantic. We're just kids mate. Maybe you gotta lower your standards." Gerry clapped my back and made off for his own room. I shook my head at him and went in for some lessons. Why should I have to lower my standards? My friends were good guys. I wouldn't want to date any of them, but they were bang up.

The girls I dated, I thought they were pretty good too. Many of them were smart, pretty, athletic or some combination of good things. They seemed nice. That's why I had dated them after all. That just spun my thoughts back to Ryder. What had been with him last night?

He had booked it out of here faster than I'd ever seen. I tried to remember our conversation, but I had been a bit distracted at the time. One thing I did remember was him being all worried about me. Didn't he think I could hold my own? I mean give me a little credit... sure I went home with the guy, but I wasn't about to just throw my ass virginity away.

My brain was fixated now. That look on his face. It wasn't attractive at all. He looked awful. For someone I had only ever seen looking cocky and smiling, it was a bit of a shock to think of the range of emotions that flicked across. Fear? Relief? Embarrassment?

Why? The word thundered in my brain as I sat there and tried to learn. I was rather quiet when I showed for lunch and there wasn't much to eat today. I grabbed some fruit and a bun with butter. I sat eating them slowly, just thinking.

"Here. Sorry about your girl." A voice at my left muttered and a bag plopped down in front of me. The retreating figure of none other than Ryder was walking away, leaving the whole table stunned. My brow creased in confusion. He'd never done that before. Did he just...?

"Is it just me, or did Ryder just apologize to Eric?" Gerry says. The others all nod. I reached forward to see what was in the bag. My eyes widened as I grabbed out one of the Double Deckers and lit into it like I was dying. I moaned. This is the shit.

"Alls forgiven. Oh my god. I think I'm in love." I closed my eyes to savour the chocolate flavour and listen to the crispy rice crunch in my mouth. My eyes opened to an entire table full of disgusted, confused, and down right shocked faces. "What? It's chocolate."

"For a second there we thought you meant Ryder." Terry replies. I laughed. I actually laughed. I grabbed my bag of sweets before Gerry could peek inside and sauntered out of the room. I stashed what I didn't want to eat right away in my locker and grabbed my notebook for next class.

"Mr. Campbell, if you don't wish to share with the class, I suggest you put your snacks away." Why did the profs always pick on me? Honestly. I put away my Cadbury Fingers reluctantly and grinned over at one of my buddies. He made a grossed out face because I didn't swallow all the chocolate first and I laughed at him.

By the end of the day I was on a sugar high. I hadn't had this much chocolate in weeks. Gerry tried to get me to share with him but I refused. In fact, I took my bag held high over my held and ran away screaming out the school doors. Quite a few people were laughing at me.

Who cares? Not me. Chocolate was awesome. You know, maybe Ryder wasn't such a bad guy. I heard a shout go up on the lawn and stopped to look. A crowd was gathering and I jogged over to see what was up. Oh! Jess had Ryder in a headlock. His face was red, actually both of them were, and they were shouting at each other.

"You told him!" Jess was saying something like.

"Of course I told him you twat," Was the general response from Ryder. I pushed my way through to the front and watched in some amusement. I opened my bag and grabbed out a Finger to munch on as they stumbled back and forth in front of me.

"What are they on about?" I asked the girl next to me. It tuned out to be Meg. She looked at me strangely.

"You, you twat." She huffed and turned away. I pulled her back round.

"Why?" I asked curiously. She rolled her eyes at me.

"Oh my god. Are you the densest boy there is? He likes you!" She pointed at them. I shook my head.

"No, he just wanted to get in my pants. I dumped him." I replied. She let out a little growl.

"Not him, him." She shouted in my face. I paled and looked back. There was only one other person there she could be pointing to, and that didn't make sense. They were both looking at me now, not moving, well Ryder was still struggling a little.

"No you got that wrong. He hates me?" I bit my lip as she huffed in annoyance.

"Yeah about as much as the little boy pulling on pigtails in the park." She gave me a knowing look and it was like a little lightbulb flicked on over my head.

"Wait. You were trying to get my attention!?" I growled at the pair. Ryder was blushing like mad and struggling to get out of the meathead's hold still.

"Well you wouldn't even talk to me! Do you have any idea how many times I tried talking to you, you twat?" He grunted as I stood there with my arms crossed and my ex-boyfriend held him down. That looked uncomfortable really. I grumbled to myself.

"I'll give you the Malteasers to drop him." I told Jess. His eyes lit up and Ryder dropped to the ground in an instant. I reached in the bag, grabbed them, tossed them to the guy and watched the crowd disperse in disappointment. Ryder coughed on the ground. "Alright now?"

"Yeah. Thanks. I think." He lay on his side rubbing his neck. I pursed my lips.

"That was a shit way to get my attention." I say. He nodded.

"Right. Figured that out." He sat up and hung his head between his legs. "If I'd known you were such a chocolate junkie I would have just given you some from the start."

"Wanker. Come on then." I laughed once my back was turned and headed out the gates. What an idiot. I heard his footsteps on the pavement behind me.

"That mean you forgive me?" He asked when we got to my gate. I turned to look at him.

"Thinking about it." I opened it up and went in. He hovered at the gate and I glanced back at him while I opened my door. "You coming?"

He didn't waste any time and ran up beside me. His cheeks were pink. It looked weird with his hair. I rolled my eyes and took off my shoes at the door before heading up the stairs. He did the same, watching me like I was gonna punch him any second. It was kind of fun.

I closed the door behind him and he jumped a little, his eyes darting round mine nervously. This was more like it. I pushed him back against the door and he flinched when I moved into his personal space. I watched his eyes carefully. They flicked over every inch of my face.

"You really like me?" I asked. He blushed. Oh fuck did he turn right red. It was... kinda cute. I guess. Clashed with his hair, but what the fuck. He nodded and I leaned in with my eyes closed. Our lips touched. They were softer than I thought. My mind raced. Was I really doing this? What was he thinking? I think I liked this better than with Jess.

"What you doing?" He gasped as he pulled away.

"Testing something." I cocked my head to one side and stared at his lips. I thought he tasted better. Jess had tasted like steak crisps and juice though, so it was hardly a fair contest. Ryder tasted like... "Scotch mints maybe?"

"Yeah I had some during class." He mumbled. I blushed this time for voicing my thoughts aloud. He looked mesmerised. He leaned forward and our lips connected again. It was good. He was gentle as he explored my mouth. I felt his hand in my hair without an ounce of panic. It gave me shivers to feel him stroke me like that.

"Why'd you...? I breathed at him. What was he thinking? I grasped onto his shirt and scrunched my eyebrows. We could have been friends. I could feel better about this... whatever it was.

"I wanted to be closer to you. It was stupid, I know that... but...." He looked ashamed as he bumped his head into mine.

"It hurt." I whined. He petted my hair and held me close, shushing and hugging me.

"I know. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." He whispered to me. I nodded and felt him near drag me to my bed. He sat first and pulled me into his arms. He just held me there. Rocking me a little now and then. Stroking my hair. Kissing my forehead and eyes. Kissing my cheeks and nose. Making me blink away my tears and look at him.

Making me fall asleep in his embrace.

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I think I just cuddled with my mortal enemy. Was he my enemy now? Hmm. That was a good question. Now that I knew why Ryder had done what he had done, I thought he was an idiot. A warm, muscle-y, sexy idiot. But still an idiot. Did I date idiots? Hmm. I suppose I did occasionally.

Was I going to date him though. That was a tougher question. I stared at his sleeping face and sighed to myself. He was gorgeous. I mean a small part of me hadn't blamed the girls for being seduced by him. His hair was like satin, all shiny and shit. His scruff was all dangerous and sexy.

What boy our age had honest to goodness scruff like that? It was a sin, honestly. My little excuse for a moustash was pitiful in comparison. I grinned and hid my face back in his chest, snuggling back into the warmth and trying not to wake up all the way. Waking up meant school, and parents, and parent's questions. Yuck.

"Alright. We both know you're awake. Now get up so I can wizz." He grumbled while softening the speech with a kiss to my forehead. I groaned and rolled onto my back. He sat up, wiped his face and blearily stood. "Where's the toilet?"

"Go right out the door. First door on your right." I mumbled as I buried my face in the pillow he'd been leaning on. It smelled amazing. Like him. It smelled like him. I don't know what cologne that boy buys but I wanted a truckful. Maybe it wouldn't smell as great as warmed by him though.

"Thanks, move over." I rolled back in just enough time not to get squished. He flopped back on the bed in the same spot, only on his side so he could wrap his arm around me and pull me in to his chest. He hummed and nuzzled his nose into a ticklish spot behind my ear. I squirmed a bit.

"Uh. You two might want to get up for school now." I heard me mum at the door. She sounded... faint. I looked over at her and my brows rose at the faint blush on her cheeks. I looked at Ryder and realised he was in nothing but his boxers and vest. Oh.

"Be down in a minute." I said with a grin. She waved and wandered off. My mum was amazing. Look at that. Not a screech or bitching out in sight. It was confirmed now, I was her favourite. Either that or she'd seen it all with the five of us. Speaking of us, I heard people stirring and had the presence of mind to get off my arse to close the door.

"Are we really going to school? I don't want to. I found heaven and I don't want to leave." The boy in my bed peeked up at me with those damn attractive eyes of his and I nearly melted.

"Yes. We are going. After my mum's amazing breakfast of course. Fresh bacon and fried eggs..." I coaxed as I pulled on a fresh pair of clothes. His eyes followed me around the room. I might've blushed a little when I changed my boxers. Huh, wonder what he was going to do about clothes.

"Sounds delicious." His voice sounded a trice husky and his eyes were looking me over. I bit my lip and cocked my head to the side when he sat up. "Can I borrow some stuff?"

"Er, not sure what'll fit you." I started rooting around. I had a slightly too big jumper, that might do. I found it and threw it to him. He pulled it on and it fit him like it was made for him. I blinked. Trousers, what the fuck did I have for trousers...?

"What about those jeans you roll up? Can I try them on?" He asked as he scratched his head sheepishly. Jesus this boy really did have a thing for me. Who notices that sort of thing? Lovesick saps is who. I grinned at the thought and went digging in the cupboard for them. Pretty sure me mum washed them after last week.

"Oh!" I found a pair of my brother's boxers and held them up triumphantly. She put them in the wrong basket, just my luck. I threw them at Ryder's head and he started in surprise.

"If they're yours they wont fit." He said sadly. I shook my head.

"It's fine. They are me brother's so they'll fit. He is a big bigger than me." I found the jeans and worked at unrolling the cuffs for Ryder as he changed his boxers out. I may have snuck a peek at him, but only because he stared at me first. I held out the jeans when he was done.

"Thanks." He pulled them up his legs and they were like skinnies on him. I might have swallowed my tongue if I wasn't careful. Hot damn. I mean, they were loose on me, put perfect on him. I was staring. It was probably creepy. I blinked and turned on my heel.

"We should go down." I mumbled and I caught his smile as I pulled the door shut after us. The dining room was a bit hectic, like always in the morning. Ryder's eye went wide at the group of people all staring at him when he walked in.

"Who the hell is that?" My brother shouted from the left. My dad smacked him upside the head and then turned to me.

"Who the hell is that? You know you have to ask permission for sleep overs." He stuffed a bite of sausage in his mouth after pointing his fork at me. I nodded, showed Ryder to a seat and grabbed us both plates from me mum.

"Sorry Da. We fell asleep studying. His name's Ryder. He's my boyfriend." I gave a startled Ryder his plate, sat down and tucked in to my eggs. I looked up when I noticed the unnatural silence that took over the room. Six pairs of eyes were staring at me, only my mum's weren't completely gone with surprise and were just curious.

"Since when?" She asked me. Ryder turned to look at me and I blinked, oh yeah.

"Ryder, you want to be my boyfriend?" I asked. He blinked.

"Yeah, love to." He replied. I clapped my hands once and turned back to her.

"Since now." I tucked back into my food, mostly the bacon before it got cold. Sounds slowly began ramping up to the usual decibel and the youngest two clattered their forks down when mum barked for them to run for the bus. My eldest sister ran out at a rather slower and more serene pace, after kissing mum goodbye.

"Your family is... loud." He commented between bites. I nodded and finished my meal. He finished a bit after me and my brother was sending him glares the whole time while I sat and waited for him. He got up and I grabbed both our plates, taking them into the kitchen to the dishwasher. He waited for me by the door and my brother got up just as we were leaving.

"Oi, wait you two. I'm going with ya." He growled. I rolled my eyes and pulled Ryder to follow me out. My brother ran out and grabbed my collar, slowing me to a stop.

"I'm going to be late moron." I groused.

"Hold up you. Isn't 'Ryder' the name of the lout what was stealing your girlfriends?" He stared down the boy next to me, who was nervously scratching his neck again.

"Yeah." I snickered. He looked between us both like we was nuts. That made me want to laugh harder.

"I don't get it. Shouldn't I be throwing for you?" He was nonplussed as he started walking with us.

"You remember when you put bugs in Grace Waters rain boots?" I asked him. He nodded and looked at me funny.

"Sure. That was in bloody grade three. What the hell has that got to do with... oh." His gaze drifted off in remembrance and he scowled.

"There you go. See you later bro." I patted his back and dragged Ryder off behind me. Ryder was looking at me shamefaced.

"I am feeling really stupid right now." He muttered. I laughed at him.

"Yep. It's alright though. You'll get over it." I grinned at him and we laughed together as we got to the gates. I swear all talk stopped when we walked up the lane together. I even heard a few gasps when I grabbed his hand to pull him over to my locker.

"People are staring." He whispered to me. I shrugged and switched my books in my satchel. A few of my pals came up hesitantly and I turned to them with a grin.

"Hello boys. You remember Ryder." I waved a lazy hand in his direction. They nodded faintly and I started off towards our classes. I stopped at Ryder's door first. "Later love." I gave him a kiss on the cheek and moved on before anyone said anything.

"I'm confused." Gerry muttered.

"You're confused. I think I'm in a body snatcher movie or something." Terry replied. Bri was just staring at me hard. I cackled before heading into my class. This was so much fun. I love it! I thought dating was so boring before, but this was golden. I was actually able to pay some attention today.

Unlike most of the student body. They were whispering, watching and in general seemed to be in a state of shock. I was really enjoying the moment. It was better than when I went to the theatre with me mum. This was far more interesting because they were all trying to figure out what had happened, and honestly I didn't even know.

"So, you and Ryder huh?" I looked, really looked in front of me and saw Jess standing there with a strange look on his face. His posse was a few steps back just watching. Girls were off to one side.

"Yep, he's my boyfriend now." I replied, confused. They all exchanged glances. What was I missing?

"No love, he's thinking you fucked already." That voice is familiar. I turned to see Linda standing there with the same look. Was it... searching? Huh. Hard to place that.

"Why is he thinking that? Did Ryder say something?" I felt uneasy and bit my lip. Was he really an asshole like I first thought? Spreading rumours about us already?

"Didn't have to. He's wearing your favourite sweater love. Didn't go home last night I take it?" She was grinning like the cat that got the canary and I blushed a little. She cackled.

"No... I... It's not what it looks like." I spluttered.

"Sorry Jess, looks like you are outta luck. Romeo here has moved on already. Looks like Ryder might've got his cherry after all." She winked at me as she walked backwards towards the group and I face-palmed at the stupidity.

"Hah, I win the bet." One of his goons crowed and I huffed in annoyance before turning to storm off. My arm was grabbed from behind gently and I slowed down to see my main man with a look of concern.

"You alright?" He asked quietly. I nodded and let him pull me out the doors to the front lawn, even though it was lunch hour and I should be heading there. "Why didn't you correct him? I don't want you to feel bad...." He was stroking my hand and seemed hesitant. I laughed. Snorted more like.

"Who cares. Besides, I have a feeling he won't be wrong for long." I raised a brow at him and he blushed cutely.

"You want to... with me?" He asked kinda shy like. I smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear to get it out of those gorgeous blue eyes.

"Well not today, but someday I think I'd like that." I admitted. He looked so hopeful it was seriously pathetic. I liked it though. The feeling it put inside my chest, like a worm or something squirming to get out.

"I'd like that too." He whispered. I leaned in and gave him a sweet kiss. He responded with a gentle touch. I liked that about him. By the time we pulled apart both of us were a bit short of breath.

"Besides, you are the second hottest boy here. It would be a crime not to." I said in my 'logical' voice. We looked at each other and broke into laughter.

"Aye, you're right. It would be a crime." He pulled me into him. "Besides, I don't think Oliver is gay." I smacked his arm and while he was killing himself with laughter, I thought maybe food could wait. This time.