"Ryan, what did you get for number 16?" Gabriella asked, checking her own answer to make sure is was correct. After he didn't answer she sighed and looked up at him. "Ryan, do you have the answer yet, or do you need more time?" He seemed heavily involved with his work so she tapped the table to get his attention.
"Ryan!"
"Hmm?" He asked glancing up at her.
"Do you have the answer to number 16 yet?" She repeated herself. He looked at his notebook and realized that he barely started that problem. He wrote it down, but once Gabriella told him how to start off, he found himself doodling her name all over his page.
"Uh, not exactly?" He said.
"Well, what have you been doing Ry?" She asked leaning over in an attempt to look at his notebook. He pulled it close to him so she wouldn't see.
"Uh, no, I'll work on it!" He turned to a new page and wrote the problem down again. Gabriella watched him work until he started erasing his page furiously. He wrote the problem down again but after working on it, he sighed and ripped the page out. "This problem is impossible!" He dubbed it.
"No it's not, you just have to concentrate more." She said and moved into the seat next to his. His face blushed a little bit, but he looked over at her paper. "Now take a look at what I did." She said and started to explain how she got her answer. Every so often Ryan would scoot a little closer, nodding as if he got it, even though he had no idea what the crap she was talking about.
"And so if you divide both sides, you should come up with x3.4!" She proclaimed and looked at his face. He looked confused, even though he had been saying he got it. "Okay, what don't you get?" She accused.
"What, I get it, why would you say I don't?" He asked looking away.
"Ryan, I know that face." She said, putting her hand on his. "I only see it in every single class I have with you."
He smiled at the warmth of her hand and looked back at her. "I can't help it if school is out to make my mind hurt!" He said and she smiled at him. "Hey Gab, do you want a juice or anything?" He asked after a few moments.
"Uh, sure." She replied. He nodded and got up and headed for his kitchen. Once he left Gabriella started to work on another problem.
Once Ryan got in the kitchen he whipped out his cell phone. He found his sister's name on speed dial and chose it. He put it up to his ear and it started ringing, and after about two and a half rings Sharpay picked up. "Hey Ryan, how's it going."
"Well math wise, terrible, I think I'm even more confused then I was before!"
"Ryan, I don't care how your tutoring is going, how are you and Gabriella?"
"Good I suppose." He said and added, "But she probably still thinks of me as her friend who's flunking math and so she's being nice and helping me so I can graduate." He walked over to the fridge and started searching for juice, since it is why he left. "How's Troy?"
"Well, you were right when you said that if he wasn't with Gab he'd be with Chad." She sighed and Ryan heard two people in the background yelling. "They barely know I'm here!" She said.
"Well, I have to go Sharpay, I'll see you soon." He said and hung up. He poured the juice he had found into two glasses and made his way back to his room.
"Hey Ryan." She greeted and reached out for her drink. "Thanks." He nodded and sat down on his bed.
After about another hour, Gabriella glanced at her watch "Ry, it's almost time for me to go, so I'll see you tomorrow?" She asked, stooping to pick up her bag.
"Ya, sure." He said, not wanting her to go.
They made their way downstairs and when they reached the entryway, Ryan opened the door for her.
"Work on your math Ryan Evans!" She commanded and smiled at him. He loved her smile; it was the first thing he ever noticed about her. After their smiling got awkward, she reached up and kissed him on the cheek goodbye. "Night Ry." She sad, walking onto the porch.
His face blushed and felt warm, but he answered, "Night Gab." He watched her walk down the sidewalk and into her car, and then she drove away. Once she left, he did his victory dance.