Author's Note: Here's chapter six! Enjoy, everyone!

Chapter Six: The Boy Who Heard The Ringtone

Day four of The Cellphone War, and already people were placing bets on them:

Would it be Ryan who would lose?

Or would it be Haylie?

"This is really getting out of control." Ryan muttered, amusing over the score that seemed to have taken a name for itself on one of the boards.

This was just a friendly thing that couples do, and yet, people think that it was a really competion of some sort.

Well, Haylie thought it was an actual war, compared to the other wars she probably heard about.

"Hey, Evans!"

Ryan turned around to see Chad speed-walking up to him, and he gave the curly-haired jock.

"Hey...did you see the piece of paper that has mine and Haylie's "score"? Also, I think people are placing bets on who's going to lose." Ryan explained, and Chad smiled.

"Evans, when something like this happens, people around here happen to know about it. Don't ask me how they know, but they do." Chad replied.

"It's just something me and Haylie came up...rather, I came up with. It's not really a competion." Ryan told him.

"Sorry. They'll lose interest when one of you loses." Chad informed him.

"I can see that." Ryan responded when he and Chad walked into the room.

Several people looked at him as he took his seat, and Ryan glanced back at them, and they smiled.

He hadn't gotten this much attention since...well, that fight with Mark, no less.

And the winter musical, of course.

When the second suspect came into the room, Ryan walked up to her desk, and he smiled.

"Are you aware that people are taking our scores, and placing bets on us?" he asked, and Haylie blinked.

"Boyfriend say what now?" she asked, and Ryan chuckled.

"People around the school are taking our scores, and they are placing bets on us...Haylie, this isn't a competion, but something we made up...not that it matters." Ryan said, and Haylie nodded.

"Yeah. I heard about that too. Apparently, Troy told me that some of the basketball players think your going to call truce any day now."

"Not a chance, Anderson. If you want me to call truce so bad, I'd--"

His cellphone cut him off, and Ryan raised a finger while Haylie smiled, and he checked it.

Harry Potter's eerie theme song engulfed the classroom, and people stared at him, and snickered.

Ryan blushed, and looked the curly-haired girl, who had a grin now plastered on her face.

"This is indeed...surprising." Ryan stated, and Haylie giggled.

"Right, Ryan. I don't think you can top that. Are you sure you don't want to call truce? Because I'm all for it."

Ryan shook his head as he eyed Mr. Pepper coming into the room.

"I'll think about it...maybe I'll have something cooked up tomorrow?"

Haylie pretended to inspect her fingernails.

"Your wasting time, Ryan. People are already saying your going to lose."

So what?

This was just a game he and Haylie invented.

It wasn't some basketball game, such as the East High Wildcats verus the West High Knights, because everyone knew the Wildcats were going to cream those Knights any day.

"If I don't come up with something by tomorrow, we'll call it even, okay?" he asked, and Haylie looked at him.

"If you say so."

"I know so." Ryan said, sneaking a kiss on her cheek before heading back to his own desk, as Mr. Pepper started the lesson.