I know that scripted form is frown upon, but I used it for their Facebook messages, so hope that’s all right with y’all.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Glee, nor Facebook

“We haven’t hung out in like forever,” Jenna told me, while she, Vanessa & I were in the library looking for books.

“I know, I know,” I said for what seemed like the 100th time.

“Maybe, it’s because of your little boyfriend,” Vanessa chimed in.

“Look, I haven’t been hanging out with Austin, all the time. You guys are starting to sound like Ryder.”

“Somebody’s jealous…”

“Why would Ryder be jealous?” Both Jenna and Vanessa scoffed. “What?”

“He obviously likes you,” Jenna stated. I just scoff.

“No, he doesn’t.” They both just laughed at me. “He doesn’t.”

“Whatever you say…” Vanessa said. He doesn’t…does he?

“Mom, I’m home,” I said as I walked inside the apartment.

“Yeah, do your homework,” she replied. Such a nice home environment is it, huh?

“Uh huh,” I replied, I went into my room and dropped my backpack on my bed and I grabbed my textbooks and sat at my desk. My computer dinged. I awoke my monitor and checked Facebook.

Ryder: Hey

Me: Hey

Ryder: So when can we hang out again?

I just sighed.

Me: I don’t know…Jenna and Vanessa are asking me this as well.

Ryder: It’s because of Austin is it?

Me: Not really, I have more going on as well.

Ryder: Let me know when you’re actually free.

Me: Hey before you go, who do you have a crush on?

I know I seemed eager, but I needed to know the truth.

Ryder: Why?

Me: Just tell me.

Ryder: You know that girl in our Science class?

Me: Which one?

Ryder: Selena Duquette.

Me: Why her?

Ryder: Have you seen her? She’s cute…

Me: I see…

Ryder: I got to go, bye!

Me: Bye!

I knew he was lying.

I kind of worked on my homework, but not really. I laid in bed looking at the ceiling. I heard someone knock on the door, I didn’t know who, but my mom sounded confused and excited at the same time. I got up and looked into the kitchen…there was this brunette teenage girl wearing some sweater with a skirt and flats, what kind of get-up is that? Who the hell is she?

“Hey, Sweetie,” My dad yelled for my mother, as he sat on the couch. “Something smells good.” That brunette gave him a beer. “Oh, thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” she said to him. He looked shocked, I would too if some wacko dressed person handed me something out of the blue. She mentioned she made Venison Casserole…really?

“I’M TAKING RACHEL HOME!” I heard him yell as he grabbed his keys and told “Rachel” to come with him. That was the highlight of my night.

Sitting in English, next to Austin, and he keeps talking about football, like it was the greatest thing since sliced bread. Like, damn, I get it, you like it.

“Uh, Austin,” I said.

“What,” He asked.

“I’m not really fond of hearing about football, All. The. Time!”

“Sorry, I just don’t have anyone to share it with.”

“I get it, but I have a lot I want to talk about, but I know you might not like it.”

“Well, sorry.” I just rolled my eyes. “Anyway, about our date on Saturday…”

“What about it,” I asked, while I written down what the teacher was writing on the board.

“I am busy that day.”

“With what,” I looked at him. Was he making this up, because I told him I didn’t like football?

“My parents want to ‘bond’, or so they like to call it.”

“Parents still do that?”

“Uh, yeah, I guess?” He kind of chuckled.

“That’s actually great timing, because my friends keep bugging me to hang out.”

“Like Ryder?” I gave him a look. “What I don’t care if you do, just saying, he likes you…”

“You and about everyone else has said that.” Ugh.

“Just saying…”

Hope you guys like this! I tried making it more longer, I might have failed…and again sorry about the scripted part…thought it be easier for that part. Anyway, review (: