Peter hid behind the first tree in the ravine, waiting for Riley to pass by. School had ended ten minutes ago; he had to be coming out sometime. Riley was probably waiting for everyone to leave. Sure enough, he heard the rustling of leaves, and finally saw a flash of Riley. Peter made sure to step in time with Riley so he'd think Peter's footsteps were his own.

"How far into the ravine is this place?" Peter thought. He had been following Riley for what seemed like forever. Riley finally stopped walking and looked around. Suddenly, a figure walked up from the opposite direction. Peter peeked around a tree to get a better look.

"Him?" Peter thought. "Riley's with HIM? I am way better looking."

"Hey you," the mystery boy smirked. Peter didn't like the look on his face, not at all. The boy slinked up to Riley and put his arms around Riley's neck. Peter let out a small gasp and quickly covered his mouth.

"Did you hear something?" Riley jerked. The boy chuckled and shook his head.

"Relax, it's probably a bird or something." He leaned in. "You're so cute when you're nervous." And then…it happened. Peter wanted to look away but he couldn't. They were kissing, and Riley had made a little noise in the back of his throat, and this was just too much. Peter desperately wanted to run away, but he couldn't without making noise. He had to wait it out. "Hey, remember what we tried last week?" the boy whispered.

"Y-you want me to do it again?" Riley stuttered.

"You were a natural at it." The boy nodded. Riley took a deep breath before…no. No no no no no. Riley was KNEELING. Peter wanted to close his eyes and make it go away, but his eyes were glued open. Riley ran a hand up the boy's shirt and then began to pull down the boy's zipper. Peter's mouth fell agape and he leaned over even farther.

SNAP! Twig broke.

"Who's there?" Riley jumped up. Peter closed his eyes and stayed perfectly still, in hopes that he would be undiscovered. Footsteps were coming closer and closer…

"PETER!" Riley fumed. Peter hesitantly opened his eyes and shrunk down.

"Hi."

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? DID YOU FOLLOW ME? HOW DID YOU EVEN KNOW I-"he paused. "My phone…you had my phone, you read my texts!"

"Riley-"

"NO!" Riley fumed, stalking off.

"Come back!" That douche bag of a boy Riley was with yelled out. "Can't he just watch or something? I'm dying here!" Peter rolled his eyes and chased after Riley.

"Riley please, just listen!" Peter yelled after he caught up with him.

"No!" Riley kept walking.

"Just let me explain-"Peter put a hand on his shoulder. Riley quickly turned around and grabbed him by the shirt.

"EXPLAIN THEN! TELL ME THE REASON YOU FOLLOWED ME OUT HERE!"

"I-"

"HUH?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" Peter yelled. "I really don't know." His voice softened.

"That's a really sucky answer." Riley whispered harshly. Peter could feel Riley's breath on his face, and his body froze up. His eyes were boring into Peter's, and he couldn't look away. Riley looked down at his hands gripping Peter's shirt, and slowly began to loosen his fingers. Before he could let go, Peter grabbed his wrist to keep his hand there. He was so close to Riley's face, so close to his mouth… "What are you doing?" Riley whispered. Peter looked down at his hand holding Riley's wrist, then looked back up and Riley's confuse face. He shoved Riley away and began to walk backwards.

"Don't touch me."

"What? But I-"

"Get AWAY from me!" Peter began to run.

"What the hell?" Riley called after him. "That was all you, man! That was all you!" But Peter kept running, and he didn't look back.