The Side Character ?

Chapter 9 - That's why you're so fat.

Since he is obviously right.

I'm just talking about meaningless things so I don't have to think about how sweet it is that he's walking me home.

Not that I need it mind you! Girls are completely capable of taking care of themselves!

And how my heart is pounding since we're walking so close.

How I can feel the warmth radiating of his body.

How I loved how his eyes twinkled as he ate Carla's pancakes but chose not to say anything. I don't think he's very good at expressing his feelings.

"You've gone quiet," he points out.

"Huh? Oh sorry, I was just thinking," I chuckle nervously.

He raises an eyebrow, "About?"

You.

"Oh look we're here!" I hasten my steps as my house comes into my view.

"Hey wait up!" Ryder hurries to catch up with my full speed sprinting.

I slow down as I reach our street.

"So that's your home?" Ryder's eyes widen as he takes in my house, "Dude."

"What?" I ask him as I continue to walk.

His eyes are still wide as he takes in the scene, "You're fucking filthy rich aren't you?"

I roll my eyes at his overstatement. Sure, my house is larger than his but it's not like we're Bill Gates. It's a two story house with a slightly larger than normal front yard. We have a small fountain on one side of the house and there is a swimming pool in the backyard.

Okay, so I'm not that poor. Get over it.

"You're overreacting," I comment as I push open the front gates which only reached my torso, "If you think I'm rich, you should see Alexis' house. Its at least ten times larger than mine."

His eyes widen even more, "Seriously?"

I roll my eyes at him again, "Shut up Miss Drama."

His awed eyes tell me he isn't really paying any attention to me.

I shuffle on my feet awkwardly.

Well, say thanks!

I already did!

Then slam the door on his face!

That's rude!

You're talking to yourself while he's standing right there? That's even more rude!

I shrug. Point taken.

"Hey, Ryder?" I say hesitantly folding my hands behind my back. I tend to do that when I'm nervous.

He finally tears his eyes away from the roof. Great, I'm even less interesting than my roof.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for everything," I say softly, "I know we haven't known each other long but still, you're a great friend."

And an eye candy. Thanks for that by the way.

He smiles. "It's no problem Allie."

I smile and turn away. But remembering something I whiz back around. "And uh Ryder?"

He looks over his shoulder. "What?"

"Why do you always call me Allie?" I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "Every one else always calls me Lisa. So, why don't you?"