Chad had been anxious all night, and now came the moment of truth. He had asked Ryan to meet him in the English room on the first floor, whose teacher accepted bribes, so they were guaranteed to be alone.
He had been sitting on a desk for a few minutes now, glancing at the clock every few seconds. It was a nervous habit of his.
Maybe he won't show up.
Maybe you're a dumbass.
Couldn't resist, eh?
Can I ever?
True.
Would it really be better if he didn't show up?
…I guess not.
Just suck it up. Literally!
This is not the time!
It's always the time. Always.
Y'know what, y'know what…
Chad didn't finish the thought, as the door was slowly creaking open.
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck…
"Hey, Chad," Ryan cheerfully said.
"Hey," Chad managed to word vomit.
"What's up? Why'd you ask me here?"
"Um, well, erm…"
"Yeah?" Ryan asked, finally coming to a halt in front of Chad. He was in the perfect position.
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK…
Do it! Do it now!
Without really knowing what he was doing, Chad lunged forward in the style of a wounded seal into Ryan's mouth. He lingered for a moment before pulling back. He kept his eyes to the ground, afraid of the look on Ryan's face.
Why did I do that? Why did I think it was a good idea? What was I thinking?
"Chad?" Ryan said. Chad slowly raised his eyes to Ryan's, repeating curse words in his mind. The eyes he saw began to close as they leaned in, and Chad felt some sort of pressure on his mouth.
Is he?
Yes!
Fuck! What should I do?
Kiss back! Kiss back!
Chad obeyed his mind's command, though that had never worked in the past.
Chad hadn't had a kiss like this before. Normally, it was just kind of a messy tangle of tongues and lips, but this one was…graceful. Ryan was good.
Okay, really good.
Suddenly, Ryan pulled back, breathing heavily, as Chad was.
"What is it?" Chad asked, between pants.
"I heard something."
They looked to the door. There were ghosts of noses pressed to the window, but nothing else.
"What did you hear?"
"Sounded kind of like a dying pig."
"That's lovely."
They laughed. Chad felt strangely comfortable, considering he had just kissed another dude.
"So, uh, about that…" Ryan said.
Chad gulped.
"Yeah?"
"I am so glad you feel the same way."
…huh?
"Oh, uh…" Chad was cut off by Ryan kissing him again, which he did not resist, because he wanted to avoid that Important Conversation that eventually would need to be had, but preferably later. Like, a lot later.
Ryan backed them up, without breaking the kiss, pushing Chad against the wall.
A whole lot later.
The bell rang.
God-fucking-damnit.
Ryan pulled away, much the Chad's chagrin.
"See you later." Ryan said, winking as he walked out the door. Chad waved, as he was too busy gasping for air to say anything.
Naturally, considering Chad's relationship with Murphy's Law, the two crazy squeal-y girls bounded through the door.
"We knew it! We just knew it!" The tall one squealed.
"Knew," Chad panted, "What?"
"That you and Ryan are gay for each other!" The round one squealed.
"Who are you?" Chad finally returned to a normal breathing rate.
"I'm Josie," The tall one said, "This is Maggie. We were bused in."
"But you're white."
"White people can be poor, too, you know."
"I didn't realize."
"It's a common misconception."
"Learn something new every day."
"Indeed."
"So is it really that obvious we're, uh, you know?" Chad nervously inquired.
The two grinned at each other.
"We're just super observant of these types of things." Maggie said.
"Or super delusional!" Josie chirped.
"Yeah!" Maggie said, going in for a high-five, which Josie reciprocated.
Chad smiled and nodded slowly as to not upset the crazy people before him.
"Well, time for class!" Maggie said, "See you later! You may or may not see us, though."
The two girls skipped away.
Chad sighed.