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The library was quiet and as a boy who lived for bright lights and loud music number, the quietness scared him. He stopped at the door and Troy laughed. "What's up, man?"

"Nothing, just library's scare me." He blushed as the words seeped from his mouth uncontrollably. Troy grinned, and grabbed his arms pulling him into the quiet surroundings. Taylor was at a table near the back with a bunch of kids from the school decathlon team. "Come on, if you're good I promise to buy you some ice cream." Troy smirked.

"Bet you say that to all the boys," Ryan mumbled and then blushed once he realised what he had said. Sometimes his mouth was one step ahead of his brain, and he wished most of the time that his brain could keep up.

"Only the pretty ones," Troy grinned as he sat down. Ryan just stared at him. He sat down thinking that Troy was just being funny, he was known for having a sick sense of humour, or at least Ryan made that up in his head so he didn't think too much on the comment. "Right, so where shall we begin?"

"How about the homework assignment." Ryan suggested. Troy nodded and pulled out the work, Ryan did the same.

"How about you write the answers you think are right on a piece of paper, and I'll tell you what ones are right and help you get the right answers at the end?" Troy offered. He wasn't used to helping people with school work; he wasn't even sure why he had offered to help Ryan. But sitting this close to him again, Troy didn't care why he had asked he was just glad that he had said yes.

Troy started on his own homework as Ryan struggled with his. Every so often Troy would look up at Ryan and see him biting at his pale pink lips, or scratching at the back of his neck. He decided mentally that it was one of the cutest things he had ever seen. "You okay?" Troy asked.

"It's too hard." Ryan complained, he put his pencil on the table and folded his arms on the desk. This reminded Troy of his little cousin who would often complain and simply refuse to do something. Troy scooted a little bit closer to Ryan, and took the paper from him and stared at the answers, checking them with his own.

"You got a couple right." Troy smiled. "And you were close with the one's you've got wrong."

"Close? But still wrong." Ryan sighed in defeat.

"Come on, I'll walk you through it." Troy spent the next twenty minutes showing Ryan how to do a certain formula. Every couple of minutes Ryan would nod his head in understanding and his face would show that he was getting it. "Okay you try."

"Then do I get ice cream?" Ryan smiled.

"Sure." Troy grinned. He watched as Ryan did the problem, it took him five minutes, a lot of rubbing out and a lot of lip biting but then he smiled proudly and handed the paper to Troy. Troy grinned. "Well done."

"I got it right?" Ryan beamed. Troy couldn't help but think of his little cousin again and compare him to Ryan, eager to please as long as there was a reward at the end.

"Yeah," Troy smiled proudly.

"You're a good teacher," Ryan said as he started on the next question. "Can I finish the assignment and then get ice cream so I don't have to do it later?"

"Course. I'll look through it again if you like." Troy offered. He was almost disappointed that Ryan had understood so quickly, he was hoping to be able to spend time with him again.

"Thanks," Ryan smiled.

They spent another half an hour in the library. Ryan handed over his homework and noticed that Troy was staring at him as he worked; he blushed under the basketball players gaze. Ryan wanted to hit Troy for constantly making him blush, but considering the other boy probably had no idea what he was doing to him he could hardly blame him. Troy grinned as he looked through Ryan's work. "Seven out of ten, you're a fast learner."

"Thanks, so ice cream?" Ryan chuckled as he put his books in his bag. Troy nodded and they headed out of the library smiling.

"This was nice." Troy commented as they walked over to Ryan's locker, he put his books away. They then headed over to Troy's locker which Ryan noticed wasn't as organised as his own.

"It was." Ryan smiled. "I had fun. Who knew maths could be so fun right?" Troy smiled and they headed out of the large building. It was still raining and Ryan wished he had brought his jacket with him this morning.

"So ice cream?" Troy asked as they stood under the alcove of the school shelter.

"How about coffee?" Ryan laughed. "Bit too cold for ice cream."

"Good idea." Troy smiled. "Come on then drama boy." Troy laughed and they made a run for Troy's truck, Ryan following not too sure whether he liked the new nickname though he had had worse. Ryan got in Troy's car wondering why he hadn't suggested using his new sports car; that was much cleaner than the pale blue truck.

"Just got to wiggle the key a little..." Troy sighed; it took a few minutes before the engine roared beneath them. Troy gave a satisfied smile and started to drive to the local coffee shop. "I'm sorry about what Chad said today at lunch."

Ryan thought the comment had come out of the blue, but he was glad Troy had said it. "Don't worry, I get asked that all the time."

"And do you always answer the same?" Troy asked curiously.

"I don't normally answer." Ryan smirked. "Thought I'd entertain you and your friends with an answer." Troy smiled at his response.

Five minutes later the truck came to a not so graceful stop outside the coffee shop and the two boys got out of the vehicle and made a run for the small coffee scented store. Troy asked Ryan what he wanted and once he was told he headed to the counter to get the drinks, Ryan went to find a table. Ryan sat at a table near the window, and a few moments later was joined by Troy. "Thought you might want a brownie too." Troy smiled as he handed him his beverage and cake. Ryan noticed he had brought one for himself too.

"Thanks," Ryan grinned. He took a sip of his drink and smiled as the warmth spread through his body.

"Good?" Troy asked, not knowing what to say.

"Perfect." Ryan replied instantly.

They spent a few minutes talking about school, their friends, drama and basketball. Troy noticed that they had a lot in common and found himself enjoying the blond boys attention and company. Their conversation drifted off to college, and Troy told Ryan that he was hoping to do basketball with Chad. Ryan hadn't expected anything less of Troy, though he was surprised when he said he would like to do something in drama as an enrichment.

"What about you?" Troy asked.

"Drama, somewhere I guess." Ryan shrugged. "Somewhere that isn't here."

"What's wrong with here?" Troy asked, when Ryan didn't answer he assumed the boy didn't want to talk about it so changed the topic. "We should do this again sometime." Troy commented.

"What get coffee?" Ryan laughed.

"Hang out." Troy smiled.

"Yeah, we should." Ryan agreed.

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