Let The Barriers Go

Now everything was fine! It seemed my life was gradually getting better. Now, I tried not to admit this or let myself believe this to much, because I really can't afford to jinx myself. Not with the horrible luck I have. I like this really hott guy, with the best personality, and he likes me back! Un-be-lievable. Who would of thought?

As I went through the past few weeks, days, hours, minutes, I realised I had completely looked past one very, unfortunate and horrible truth. It wasn't over. It wasn't all joy and happiness.

School.

I had to go back. Tomorrow in fact. Oh! That's terrible, how will I face them. My peers, the people that were once scared of me. I sighed to myself. I was sitting in my room at my desk, just remembering the night before. Ryan was in my bed with me last night. Again I sighed. Hopefully he would be with me tomorrow. I had music! So that was a plus. I never really took notice if Ryan was in any other of my classes. After thinking about Ryan, all the problems of school had drifted away into never never land. I jumped into bed, on my side, and closed my eyes. I drifted to sleep, smiling, dreaming of Ryan.

I woke unusually early. It was 6:30am. Woah! 20 minutes early. That's the first. I must be excited about school. I laughed quietly to myself. I then heard Aunt Karols car start, and within minutes the sound disappeared. Hmm, she must be starting early too. I decided to get up, and get ready, early. I'd need to go over the notes Shell had given me one more time. Just to make sure I was with the program. I didn't really get much homework. The teachers I guess, took pity on me, and didn't think I could handle it. I laughed louder to myself now. As if, I thought. They were probably just too busy loading homework onto the others to bother about me.
I was glad.

I jumped in the shower turning my music up. It was Paramore. I began screaming my head off, wonderfully in tune, no matter how bad I tried to sing.

"How did we get here?
Well I used to know you so well.
Yeah Yeah!
Well how did we get here,
Well I used to know you so well.."

I love Paramore, Hayley is an amazing singer. One day I hope to be as big.

As I sat at the table eating my breakfast, I looked over all my notes from ALL my classes. Ugh! It was horrible. If studying these notes were bad, then I couldn't imagine the class, itself. By now it was 7am. Time flies doesn't it. I laughed to myself, the house was so empty. I picked up my bag and books, not forgetting my Ipod, and I swung the door open.

As I opened the door, I was suprised to be met by a fist. I stumbled backwards. Woah! What just happened there. That was um, unexpected.
I opened my eyes, that were blurred. And I saw Ryan there laughing his head off. At first I sat there confused, my nose was bleeding, only lightly, and Ryan was standing by my side, clutching his stomach, and supporting me in the other arm, laughing. It then became clear.

I stood up straight and brushed his supporting arm away, I stared at Ryan.
"Ryan, what did you just do? Why did you just hit me?" I was still a bit dazed and confused.
"Well, Sam." He laughed harder at the thought of it. "It seems, that just as I went to knock on your door, you opened it. And instead of knocking on your door, I knocked on your head." He burst into laughter, after barely composing himself. I stared at him in disbelief. I couldn't believe he thought this was funny! Oh no he didn't! Not happy. And then I just stood there for 2 minutes straight, waiting for him to stop laughing.
He didn't.
So I observed him. Laughing. He was so beautiful, that wonderful dazzling smile, his perfect, white teeth. His laugh was so adorable. Indescrible I'd say. But it did remind me a tad of Alex Evans' laugh. His laugh is cute. And after a minute or two, I couldn't help but laugh about it too.

I pushed him out the doorway, and locked the door behind me.
"So did you just come here to punch me in the head Ryan, or was there something else that just couldn't wait?" I stood there tapping my foot impatiently, rolling my eyes. If he didn't hurry, I would miss my bus, and I really couldn't afford that right now.
"Well," He began. "I actually came, to offer you a ride. If you want of course. I mean, I'm pretty sure your bus is about to leave any minute now, and I'm sure that your not the best runner. So you could come with me if you'd like." He pouted and looked up at me behind his fringe, with that cute little puppy dog look. How could I say no! I grinned, and walked towards his house. He laughed and followed behind me.
"I really didn't know you had a car, I've never seen it in the driveway." I said.
"Oh no, that's cause I don't keep it in the driveway, it's my baby! I couldn't. I keep it locked away in the garage."

He pulled the keys out of his pocket, and unlocked the garage door, he opened it up.
I stood there my eyes wide, in disbelief. No way!

"It's a 2009 BMW 750Li. And it costed a fortune!
Now you see why I love it, you should feel honoured not many people get a ride in this baby. Heck, not many people get to see it." He said while I stared out the window. I was so worried I might break something, this car was amazing. To me it looked pretty, but I could tell to him, it meant more. It was jet black, and looked like most BMW's but, every car looks the same to me. It was still cool to be in a car this pretty. I laughed to myself.
"So how are you?" He asked, randomly, concentrating on the road.
"I'm fine." I replied.
"What happened after I left you?" He asked curious. I laughed out loud, and he immediately stared at me. "Well, if you really want to know.."
"Yes, I really do." He interrupted with a smile.
"After you left, it seems, Aunt Karol, wasn't asleep. She was acting, and she is damn good I must say. I believe she assumed that we had just, erm," I paused and turned red. "She thought that we, had, um, done, IT." I said, emphasizing the 'it' so he would understand.
He burst into laughter. He apparently thought it was funny. "I don't blame her." He squeezed out between the laughter. "How so?" I asked, suprised by his sudden comment.
"Well, your hair for one! It looked pretty um, HOTT." He winked. "And then the fact that I came down stairs with you, and also the party the night before.."
"Okay okay, I get it." I interrupted him this time.
"Besides, I was up there with you, it's not hard to make such an easy assumption." He smiled, and I blushed. He was so sweet.
And that's where that conversation ended. We began to make small talk. And soon enough we were outside the school gates. There were a few cars already here, but none as flashy and classy as his. I was so, not use to this. I had to remember where I was for a second. This was amazing, he was amazing, life was amazing...for now.

I turned to Ryan who seemed to be in deep thought. So I was figured I'd leave him think. I put a hand on the door, and he grabbed my other hand.
"Just wait for a minute, we've got a bit of time." So without a word, I took my hand from the handle, and placed it in my lap. He was still holding onto the other one.
"So, Sam." He asked, as if he was about to ask me a question I wouldn't like.
"Yes.." I replied, suspiciously.
"Oh no, it's nothing bad, I was just wondering, well, I don't know you that well, well I do, but not in the 'normal' way." He laughed and continued. "So, um, my point is, um, I don't know if you've heard of a game called 'Would You Rather' or '20 questions.'" I was quiet, suprised. He quickly noticed the silence, and continued babbling. "Oh! We don't have to if you don't want to, I mean, I, personally don't like the games, and 20 questions," He laughed again. "It always ends up more. I guess, there just good games to get to know a person. Ah, It doesnt-" I interrupted him this time.
I placed my other hand on top of his, and turned towards him. "Sure." I said with a smile.
A huge grin spread across his face. He was happy. And I was happy. And then he did something unexpected, he leaned in, and kissed me passionately. He then whispered in my ear, a simple "Thanks." I couldn't help but smile in return.

This is going to be a long, long, day.