Chapter Three- I don't have a good title

Brandon had just come back from his grandmother's funeral in Floridal. For once, I was noticed for something. Still, only the band geeks and Ryan talked to me. I thought it was strange that only I seemed to only hang out with the band nerds.

At lunch, Jazz and Michael tried to get me to sit with them. Now was the really dilemma, Ryan, or my friends? "Erm… Ryan, I think I'm going to sit with my friends today. Sorry."

"That's cool, go ahead."

Well, that was easier then expected. The band geek table. It smelled like apple sauce and melody. "Mandy, sit here." Michael said. Next to Michael and Brandon, I silently unpacked my lunch bag. My cheeks were red, I could tell.

"So, now you're dating this Ryan kid?" Brandon asked.

Blushing, I nodded.

"That's a first. I never though a band geek would date a jock like him." Alexa pointed out.

Michael took one of my apples and crunched away. "As long as you don't abandon us."

"Still up for the movie we were going to see this weekend?" Brandon said, not looking up from his lunch.

"Of course." I was surprised. They really thought I was going to abandon them. "Brandon, you and I have been friends since Kindergarten. We helped each other pick out what instruments to play. You were even there for me when I won my first medal playing piano. There is no way I would ever choose Ryan over you guys."

Brandon looked up, smiled, and said, "You better not"

Michael put his arm around my shoulder. "'Course she wouldn't."

Jazz snorted. "You guys are so stupid. She's got a boyfriend, she's not moving or anything. It's just a boyfriend. I've had plenty and you haven't been like that to me."

"You've had too many boyfriends to count," Michael said. "But for Mandy that's rare. Who cares who you go out with."

"Thanks," Jazz said, picking up her lunch before throwing it into a garbage can. Ryan walked up behind me. He hugged me from behind.

"Hey," I said. "What's up?"

"You want to take a walk?" He asked.

"Yea, sure." I got up, leaving my lunch and all my friends.

We wandered around the school. Aimlessly. "Do you want to go bowling on Saturday?" he asked after a few minutes.

"Sure!" I exclaimed.

"Alright, I'll pick you up at your house around 8:00."

"Yea, that's great."

The bell rang, and he smiled at me, and then walked off, slowly, glancing back at me every now and then. He had a nice butt. I kept thinking that I could stand there forever just watching him walk away, and hope that he would come back soon. O crap, band was my next class. I wouldn't be late to that class ever.

"What were you and Ryan doing?" Jazz asked, from the row behind me.

"None of your business." I scowled.
Jazz laughed. "Ok then, gosh."

Mr. Johnson stood on the podium and started class. I couldn't keep my mind off bowling. There was so much to worry about. What do I wear? I am bad at bowling. Will he hate me for my lack of hand eye coordination? It was so uncommon that I couldn't concentrate in band. It was the only class I was good at, but still… Micheal kept looking at me from across the room. He kept mouthing, "What?" But I never answered him. When I actually looked around at everyone, Brandon and Alexa kept looking at me too. I couldn't believe the though I would choose Ryan over them. Not only were they looking at me, everyone in the room kept looking at me. What? Did they all know I was going out with Ryan? Then I decided not to think about it and concentrate on the music. They didn't trust me.