A/N: Here it is. Part 4! Let me know what you think!! Please review! I love to know everyone's opinions.!

Normal POV

Ryan made it to the study hall room first and quickly and quietly took a seat at the back of the class. He read the board that had "No Talking" scrawled across it in horrible hand writing.

That's when he noticed other students begin to come in. He opened up one of his text books and began to read.

Ryan's POV

'Maybe if I just sit here quietly no one will mess with me' I thought hopefully. It worked for about 5 minuets until 5 guys from the football team came through the door , followed by Troy and Chad.

I sank down in my 'Don't notice me, don't notice me, don't notice me' I chanted in my head. I risked a peek up and saw that the one Chad had called

" Bryce" had spotted me.

I looked around helplessly until my eyes locked with Chad's. I pleaded silently with my eyes hoping he would understand.

Chad's POV

As I walked into study hall I locked eyes with Ryan, he looked completely terrified. I scanned the room and found the hoard of Neanderthals about to make their way towards his table. 'Think think think' I said over and over to myself.

"Aha" I mumbled and grabbed, a very confused, Troy's wrist. "Let's sit over here" and I dragged him behind me, bobbing and weaving through people and tables until we reached the table where Ryan was seated in the middle with a seat on either side of him.

To say he looked shocked was an understatement. I plopped ,an even more confused than before,Troy down on one side and placed myself quickly on the other.

Breathing a little hard I regained control of my breathing and smirked up at the football players who were glaring in our direction. "What the hell chad?" I heard a harsh whisper that broke me from my gloating.

I glanced at Ryan, who had another pleading look on his face, I just sighed and rolled my eyes "I really like to sit in the back of the room and these were the only seats left" I say shrugging and I'm pretty sure I hear Ryan sigh a relieved sigh.

Troy just raises an eyebrow and nods his head slowly "Uhuh..." he manages before the teacher comes in. Tory and I And most of the class give a collective groan as the coach walks in already telling everyone to do their homework and not make a peep.

Ryan raises a questioning eyebrow and Troy and I. I look at Troy and nod my head towards Ryan. Troy looks at Ryan and understands the question. I pull out my book and pretend to read.

Troy's POV

'What in the hell is Chad's problem?! We just scared the crap out of this kid not 10 minuets ago in the hallway! and now he's almost jumping over chairs and tables to get back here to sit with him. I don't fit the 'dumb jock' stereotype but I'm totally lost right now'

I was drawn out of my inner monologue when I noticed Chad was trying to get my attention. I look over at him curiously and he's nodding to Ryan. I look to Ryan who has a confused look on his face.

Thinking a minute 'Ohhh the coach'. As if he sees I understand he opens his mouth to whisper. I shake my head furiously and put a finger to my lips.

I look to see if the coach is looking, he's playing on his phone, I roll my eyes 'what a great teacher he is' I think sarcastically. I take out a piece of and grab my pencil. I think a minute about what I want to say.

"That is coach Rogers. He's the football coach."

I scribble quickly and slide the note on Ryan's book. He read it and just raised another questioning eyebrow. I grabbed the note back and made sure the coach was still occupied with his phone.

"Do you have a phone?"

Ryan nodded slowly. I held out my hand expectingly. He was hesitant but he handed me his phone. I grabbed it and typed my number in and saved it as Troy and sent myself a text. I handed him his phone back. I grabbed mine out and started to text him.

Troy:

"I'd rather text it out than write it where anyone could find the piece of paper."

Troy:

"The football team and Basketball team don't exactly get along...my dad doesn't play favorites but coach Rogers certainly does. He hates our team. Especially me and Chad"

I saw Ryan open his phone and read my messages. I tucked my phone back in my pocket and pretended to do some work while I waited for a response.

Ryan's POV

'I JUST GOT A GUY'S PHONE NUMBER' my brain yelled at me. 'Calm down he just wanted to tell you something that he didn't want to write down.' My inner reasoning kicked in. 'Don't you dare believe this boy is your friend. You will just get hurt'. I read the message again, and feeling more confident over text I responded.

Ryan:

"Hmm..."

Ryan:

"And here I thought all jocks stuck together..."

I heard Troy try not to snort. But he failed miserably. I smirked to myself. I glanced up and saw the coach looking at him with a glare. So I slid my phone back into my pocket as I continued to work on some of my homework.

Troy's POV

I slid my phone back into my pocket again and continued looking at my math book. Sighing 'I really suck at math. I'm definitely going to need some help this year if I'm going to pass" I let my head plop down on my book in frustration.

I look over to catch a peek at what Ryan is working on. 'Math' he thought. He looked to Ryan's face 'He doesn't look like he's in psychical pain when he does math like I do' I thought with amusement.

'I have to remember to ask him later' I was snapped out of my thoughts by the final bell. I got up to go and turned back towards Chad and Ryan.

"Hey Chad text me later?" I called out as he got up to leave. He nodded in my direction. I turned towards Ryan who was still putting his books in his bag.

"Hey..." I started slowly. He looked up at me curiously "Text me later when you're not busy..?" I asked "...I need to ask you something" I finished. 'Why do I feel like I'm asking a girl out?!' I question myself 'I'm just telling him to text me. Lord.'

"Sure.." he says softly but it's loud enough to stop me from questioning my sanity for a moment. I smile and nod the. Walk away. 'Jesus, tell me I was blushing the whole time' I roll my eyes and head to my dads office to wait to head home.

Ryan's POV

I finish packing up all of my stuff and go to my locker to meet my sister. "Hey Shar" I say and she just makes a noise that lets me know she acknowledged my existence but is too busy in her phone to actually talk to me.

I roll my eyes as we get in the limo. I'm deep in thought the entire ride home, wondering what in the world Troy would want ME to text HIM for. I'm shaken out of my thoughts as the limo door opens. Shar and I climb out and head up to the house.

We walk through the door "Mom, we're home" I yell and hope she hears. She does "Oh good! Kids come into the kitchen your Father is home early!" Is her response.

I just stand there frozen. "Dad..." I squeak out.