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"Who ya texting?"
"No one… not yet at least.. So do you wanna do anything today or are you gonna sleep off the jet lag?"
"Sleep sounds so good right now, sorry Gil, I'm just really tired. Good news though, no more trips for another month or two and not as long too. We'll do something soon though alright?"
"Sounds good dad. Can't wait. Now go sleep, I know you need it."
"Thanks son," the father patted the teen's shoulder, passing him to get into the hallway that led to his room.
Once his father had disappeared into his room Gilan sprung up from his seat and jogged back to his room/garage. It was there he got an idea, the chances were slim but there was a possibility that Will could be at the cafe like he was yesterday. Maybe he could play it off like he just bumped into him? Almost like coincidence, yeah that should work. At least if he actually saw Will there and things worked out perfectly. His own hopes were in fate's hands then… he could only hope that they favored tall, gay, boys, probably not. Fate doesn't tend to favor anyone…
When he arrived at the small shop it was nearly vacant. His shoulders slumped when he saw the lack of dark hair that belonged to a familiar face. The only person in there-besides the barista- was a brunette girl sitting in the corner with a pencil tucked behind her ear and another five scattered among her papers.
"How's it going Alyss?" He turned in the direction of the voice. Could it be that he got lucky? A stroke of lucky that might even be similar to finding a leprechaun's pot of gold (I know it sounds stupid..). The dark haired teen sat on the couch beside Alyss.
Should I do it? He's with a friend… maybe if I just walk by he'll notice me? Ugh how can I get him to notice me without waving my arms around. Okay, first step, stop staring that's weird, he'll think you're weird. I'm gonna walk by him… maybe I should drop something when I pass him? Do I have anything to drop? He felt around in his pockets, searching for an object to use in his plan. No I do not. I'm just gonna go to the bathroom, grab a coffee and go.. I'll see him at school.
Gilan then came and left the bathroom quickly, but he failed to notice something, the toilet paper stuck to his shoe. "Hey wait up." Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and a light tug near his foot. Gilan was surprised to see Will, hand still on his shoulder and his foot on a piece of toilet paper. Will was still looking down at the floor.
"Thanks."
"No problem Gilan." Will released the other's shoulder and began to walk back to his spot next to Alyss.
"Will?"
"Yeah?"
"Could I get your number again? I'm really sorry to ask for it again… It's just I was riding home on my bike and it was raining… it bled off. Sorry." Gilan held his arm out hopeful.
"Sure, just let me grab a marker." He looked through the pile on the coffee table only to comeback a few minutes later with no marker but his phone in hand. "I couldn't find a marker so if you could just put your number in my phone? Would that work?
"Y-yeah it'd work just fine." The younger teen handed over his phone, smiling. Quickly Gilan punched in the number, desperately trying to get a handle on his nerves, and stop the shaking. "Here you go."
"Thanks."
"You are welcome" With those last words said Gilan walked over to the counter, ordered his coffee and then left.
"Who was that Will?"
"Just this guy."
"What's his name?"
"Gillian."
"I like it. Are you gonna call him?"
"Yeah…" Alyss uncharacteristically giggled. She crossed her arms across of her chest and smiled.
"Boyfriend material?"
"God!" He threw a pen at her with an annoyed sigh. "I thought you were the mature one!"
"I am, I'm just happy for you.. You've never had a boyfriend before…" She knelt over and picked up the pen and a notebook that had fallen off the coffee table.
"I-I- I've had a boyfriend before!"
"You did! You never told me! Was it before Halt and Pauline adopted you?"
"Yeah… his name was Quinn… we didn't last long only a month or two… but it's still long enough for him to be considered my boyfriend soo yeah…"
"Okay.. but I think Gilan is cute, you need to give that boy a call or I'll do it for you! Honestly I can see it with my bare eyes that you are interested."
"As opposed to what? Your clothed eyes?" He scoffed as she rolled her eyes. She sat up, straightening her posture.
"Nevermind that. Come one, give him a text."
"Later."
"Alright." He wasn't aware that Alyss was secretly running over plans to make sure the two boys ended up together. For their entire friendship of 3 years she had never seen Will look at anyone the way he did at the older teen, understandable so though, as Will and her were only 16, but she was still excited for him. Sometimes this girly side came out in Alyss, she didn't show it often but on occasion… she let out a few giggles or wore a dress, on occasion.
"Anyway… Homework. What did you need help with Will?"
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