Speechless:

Mondays are boring. I hate Mondays. Who likes them anyway? But when I saw Chester passed by me in the hall, that made my day. Chester is like... the hottest and most popular guy at my school. And so what if I have a big crush on him? He doesn't know that though. I smiled and thought about last Friday when Chester asked me for a sheet of paper and pen. And how did I react again? ...Oh, yeah. I didn't say anything and gave him what he wanted. He gladly accepted and said "Thanks alot, kid." His voice was so soft and angelic. I've always loved his voice. I was so happy after that. I just grabbed my pen and began doing my work as I thought about what had just happened.

The bell interrupted the teacher as she was telling us what we needed to do for homework. I looked up at the teacher and looked back down at my desk, hearing Chester from behind me mumbled quietly under his breath.

"Fuck you..." Oh, he could fuck me anytime and anywhere, but obviously he was talking to our annoying teacher. Good thing she didn't hear him.

When the teacher told us we could leave, everyone stood up and quickly raced out of the classroom, except for me. I kept looking down at my desk for a moment, then finally stood up, but stopped when Chester entered the classroom and walked towards me. My heart started to thump faster against my chest as I felt blood rushed to my cheeks.

He stopped in front of me and smiled. Oh god, that's so cute. I know I look like a fucking idiot, just staring at him with a slight blush on my cheeks. I bit my lower lip when he handed my pen back to me.

"I forgot to return it back to you after I was done with it." He spoke softly. Oh god, his voice... I love his voice. I smiled in return. 'Oh Shinoda, don't smile at him. You might scare him away. Stop smiling!' My face immediately dropped and I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came out. He stared at me, waiting for me to say something. I scratched my head and tried to say something else, but failed terribly. He continued to stare at me, smirking a bit. "Um... that's okay. Look, I have to go to class now. See you around, kid."

He took my hand and placed the pen in my palm before closing my hand up. He shook his head and chuckled, slowly walking out of class. I closed my mouth and cursed at myself for being an idiot. Why couldn't I just say 'You're welcome' or something like that. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I get so fucking speechless whenever I see him.

Why can't I be normal? I'm such a dumbass...

"Michael, you're going to be late for class. Hurry to your class because you only have..." She paused for a second, looking down at her watch. "A minute before class starts." She said, now looking up at me. I scoffed and walked out of her classroom.

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Right after school, I headed to the library because there was no other place I could go to. Plus, I didn't want to go home. It's just so... boring there. I sat down at one of the wooden tables in the back and grabbed three of my books out of my backpack, placing them in front of me. I opened my Precalculus book out and started doing my homework. God, I hate math. It takes too long to do one fucking problem. I bit my lip and started doing the first problem.

Find each inner product and state whether the vectors are perpendicular. Write yes or no.

11. {4,8} x {6, -3}

...Um? My brows furrowed in confusment as I grabbed a pencil and began chewing on the eraser. Okay, um... I think I can figure it out. I sighed and tried to work the problem out in my head 'Yeah right, like I can work the fucking problem out in my head...' I thought sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and scratched my head. After a few minutes of working only on the same problem, I felt a hand hand on my shoulder. I jumped slightly, turning around quickly.

"Hey man, I didn't mean to scare you," It was only my best friend, Brad. I sighed loudly and ran my hand through my hair. "What's up?"

"Nothing really. Just trying to do this shit." I pointed at the math book. He nodded and smiled like an idiot, sitting next to me. "...and why are you smiling like that?"

"Because I'm happy to see you, man. I haven't seen you all day. Where were you anyway?" He said.

"Brad, we're both in gym, but you were to busy talking and flirting with that Cristy girl." He stared at me like I was stupid.

"Dude, her name is Erica. Not Cristy."

"Whatever," I said with a smile, began working on the same problem. "Did you do this problem?" I asked him, pointing at number 11 in my math book. He frowned and shook his head.

"No, but I'm getting that shit from Chester because he has all of the answers." He said as he pointed at Chester that was reading a book across the room. Oh my god... there he is. He's looking al alone and sexy. How could I miss him when I first walked in? I blinked my eyes slowly as Brad tried to get my attention.

"...How did he get all the answers?" Brad raised one of his eybrows up.

"Um... hello? He cheated, dumbass." He said in a mocking tone.

"Oh..." I said and continue to stare at him. Brad saw this and looked at me, then to Chester, and back at me. I tried to tear my gaze away from him, but I couldn't. Chester is just to fucking hot and he knows it.

"Ah, I see. You have a huge crushy crush on him, right?" Brad said in a girlish tone. I smiled, nodding my head slowly. I could feel Brad smacking his head softly a few times, then he suddenly stood up. "He probably likes you though cause I've seen him making out with dudes before."

"Oh my god. Really?"

"...No," He said dryly. "I'm going to tell him cause... he looks bi to me."

My head immediately turned around to him, seeing him standing up. "No, Brad. You better not, asshole. Sit back down..." I whispered loudly through gritted teeth.

He laughed and walked slowly over to him as my eyes widened. He really is going to tell him. Oh god, what am I suppose to do? I wanted to hide from him and cry my eyes out because I didn't want him to know... yet. I looked at Brad when he sat down beside him and began smiling and talking to him. Biting my lip, I averted my eyes to Chester, seeing him looking at Brad with no expression on his face. Maybe he wants Brad to fuck off and leave him alone.

When Brad was done talking, they both turned to face me. My breath hitched and my heart skipped a beat. I looked down at my books, acting like I was reading. Oh no, what if he doesn't like me? What if he isn't gay or bi? What if he thinks I'm weird? Oh shit, I just want to die right here. I looked back up and saw them still staring at me. Why are they just staring at me? Fuck, that's irritating.

Finally, Chester turned his head back around to Brad and nodded his head. Brad smiled and waved his hand at me, signaling me to come sit with them. I shook my head. Yep, I shook my head and just stared. How fucking stupid, eh? Brad said somethng to Chester, causing Chester to stand up and walk towards my table, sitiing down beside me.

I am so going to kill, Brad...

"Hey, what's your name?" He spoke like an angel. I smiled and looked down at my hands, blushing a little. I couldn't say anything to him because he was beautiful. After a brief silence, Chester smirked at my shyness as he turned his body fully to me. "Why won't you talk to me? I don't bite."

I looked up and saw Chester licking his lips, his tongue slowly sliding across his lip ring, then biting his bottom lip. Oh my god, that was so sexy. I stared at him and he stared back. We just kept staring at each other for a moment, but then I suddenly whispered "Mike."

"Woah... The first time I have ever heard you spoke." He said. I could feel my cheeks get hotter as my heart started to beat faster against my chest.

I didn't say anything after that because I didn't know what else to say to him. I could feel his eyes burning into my flesh when he began looking at me up and down, slowly checking me out. I swallowed hard, wanting this to end. I looked around to see a few people looking at us. I didn't want people staring at us while we are "trying" to get to know each other. That's making me even more nervous.

"So Mike," He began, grabbing some paper and writing something down on it. "Call me because I have to pick my little brother up from school. Do you have the time?" He asked, handing me his number.

I looked down at my watch and looked at him, opening my mouth to answer him, but didn't say anything. What the hell? What's wrong with me? He smirked at me and shook his head, glancing over at my watch.

"That's okay, I know now. I have to go," Chester replied, standing up. "Call me, Mike." Then he left. I closed my mouth and cursed at myself again. Why couldn't I just answer him? Like I said before, my body tenses up and I get so speechless whenever I see him. I just can't help it.

Brad suddenly walks up to me, shaking his head.

"Mike, you have to say something man! Don't just sit there and drool all over him!" He said loud enough for everyone to hear him. I looked around to see heads turn to look at him. Brad looked at them. "What the fuck are you all looking at?"

"SSSSHHHH!" The librarian shushed him, making Brad frown.

"Don't shush me!" Brad said, giving her the finger. I blinked slowly and couldn't believe Chester actually wanted me to call him. I smiled widely. And Brad's right. I should have said something to him, instead of drooling and staring at him.

A/N: Yeah this chapter supposed to be a standalone, but um... I was wrong. But anyway, this story isn't going to have a lot of chapters because... well, I'm thinking just only two more chapters and this story is done. I don't know... I might be wrong. btw, I need to stop fooling around with my other stories cause I haven't even updated them yet. Sorry for the people who reads them.