It was the Friday of the first football game. By an act of God, they had gotten the whole show on. This in itself was a miracle, especially considering how band camp had gone. The thought of it still made Ryan cringe.
Brett plopped down in the seat next to Ryan at lunch. "You know, for it to be the first game, I'm not all that excited," Brett said through a mouthful of sandwich. "Mr. Hot Shot Snare Playing Band Nerd isn't excited about a football game?! I'm shocked!" Ryan said with a fake gasp. Brett just shrugged and said, "What can I say?"
Laura and Angela joined, each taking a seat across from them. The girls talked contently about the up coming game, Brett keeping to himself. This was unusual behavior for Brett to say the least. He felt that everyone was entitled to hear his opinion. You always knew how you stood with him.
"Um I'm not very hungry, I think I'm going to get a head start on my homework," Brett said as he gathered his things. "You, not hungry and doing homework, now I know something is wrong," Ryan said grinning at him. Brett said nothing and started towards the library.
Truth was he didn't think he could sit next to Ryan without saying something he would have regretted later. It wasn't that he was mad at her, it was the exact opposite. They had always been friends but now he didn't know what to think. He wanted to be more than just friends but then on the other side, he didn't want to ruin the already special relationship they had now.
Thoughts exploded in his head, bouncing around like they were trying to escape from his grasp. Brett was so caught up in his own thoughts that he was too blind to see what was obvious to everyone around him. Too absorbed to notice that bouncing around in Ryan's head were the same thoughts.