A/N: LOL, ahah - I just had to. Thanks SO much for the faves, reviews, alerts, etc! I've gotten so much feedback for this little piece of work, and it amazes me so. Thank you with all my heart! By the way, I apologize for the shortness of these drabbles, but this is the usual length of them, and if it bothers you, don't feel obliged to keep reading. They're all probably going to be like this, maybe longer. xo.
Much Better
Riley watches the time go by, a clearly bored expression lingering on his face. He rests his face into his hand. Tick, tick, tick.
It feels like forever until the hand finally reachs the twelve, and when it does the bell rings throughout the school and the students rush up instantly and flock to the door.
He waits for the teenage traffic to pass and proceeds to leave when the doorway has cleared.
The boy swings his messenger bag onto his shoulders as he walks down the halls. Receiving a variety stares from a countless amount of schoolmates. From some people he knows and some from both envious and jealous freshies he doesn't know. The latter only look at him for a second before pretending something utterly dull as a wall is as fascinating as winter in july, just to avoid his gaze.
He chuckles, these newbies are fun to mess with, he thinks.
His good friend, Peter, approaches the football star when he's at his locker and grins mischieviously. In a very Peter-like fashion he leans forward into the space between Riley and his locker to gain privacy, and lowers his voice.
"So I've heard you found someone else," He says jokingly, wiggling his eyebrows in interest. Inside, Riley would like to slap the smirk off his friend's face, but holds back, because a part of him is amused.
"Oh yeah?" He responds as he loads his textbooks onto the shelf, wondering where he'd heard about Zane. The answer strikes him not a second later: Anya.
"Is he... you know? A better ki-"
Riley cuts him off before he can finish, grinning wickedly. "Much."
Peter nods, and twists his mouth, a very usual thing for him when he's teasing. "I don't know what I ever seen in you," He comments, a hint of arrogance in his voice. He's referring to when Riley had tried to kiss him, except he was acting as if he had liked him in return. Peter also has the tendancy to get a little too caught up in his 'humor'.
Riley shuts his locker and smirks. "Me neither."
And with that, he walks away to meet up with his boyfriend. The two link arms, leaving Peter dumb-founded, his mouth a perfect "o".
Okay, so thats not really Riley/Zane fluff, but its something! I really had to write it, lmao. How far do you guys want me to go up to? 50 drabbles? 100? Tell me, I'd love to hear suggestions.
