Status: completed
I Have Only Myself to Give, Nothing More
Prequel to "If I Told You I Loved You, How Far Would You Run?" If you haven't read that yet, read it first!
Ryan Ross is the new kid at school. He's always the new kid at school.
“Hey! New-face! Who’re you?” one boy asks, tilting his head at me.
Too many people, too quickly, too fast, and I’m about one more surprise away from a panic attack. “R-Ryan,” I whisper, ashamed of my obvious anxiety.
“Not sure of your own name, are you?” the boy asks with a cheeky grin.
“Jon!” another boy says sharply, jabbing him in the ribs. “Don’t be a dick.”
“I don’t think he can help it,” a third boy with light brown mutters under his breath and I laugh nervously.
“Introduce yourself, you dumbshit.”
The boy blushes and turns back around to look at me. “Oh, um, I’m Brendon,” he says, rubbing the back of his head bashfully.
He’s cute, I think absent-mindedly. I’d tap that if I were gay.
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Banner "stolen" from the amazing four-panel-fanfics. She does amazing stuff; go check it out! (You might also know here on Mibba as Druscilla.
Ryan Ross is the new kid at school. He's always the new kid at school.
“Hey! New-face! Who’re you?” one boy asks, tilting his head at me.
Too many people, too quickly, too fast, and I’m about one more surprise away from a panic attack. “R-Ryan,” I whisper, ashamed of my obvious anxiety.
“Not sure of your own name, are you?” the boy asks with a cheeky grin.
“Jon!” another boy says sharply, jabbing him in the ribs. “Don’t be a dick.”
“I don’t think he can help it,” a third boy with light brown mutters under his breath and I laugh nervously.
“Introduce yourself, you dumbshit.”
The boy blushes and turns back around to look at me. “Oh, um, I’m Brendon,” he says, rubbing the back of his head bashfully.
He’s cute, I think absent-mindedly. I’d tap that if I were gay.
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Banner "stolen" from the amazing four-panel-fanfics. She does amazing stuff; go check it out! (You might also know here on Mibba as Druscilla.