For The First Time

Lately, after learning that Valary will never look at him that way, Matt had been nothing but cranky. He gets pissed off over everything. Plus, Brian sat beside him in class so his every move irritated him in any way they can. Today he flipped his table over in the middle of Calculus. Mr Phil sent him to the principal’s office, yet again.

He received an earful of nagging from the old man and was given a punishment. This time, without Jimmy. He bet Jimmy is having fun right now with Brian; he planted negative thought about those two all by himself.

“Hello..” he wailed lazily over the silent atmosphere. He looked again at the detention slip in his hand.

Matthew Sanders. Inexplicable behavior in class.
Detention time: 3-5 pm. Cleaning library.

He crumpled the paper but then decided that he can’t throw it away. He grunted and dumped his backpack to the floor, still looking over for a glimpse of someone at least, in this graveyard-silent library. He turned his baseball cap backwards, lurking around the shelves grumpily while at it.

“Hello? Anybody here? At all?”

Matt walked ahead, wondering why did such a place existed if there isn’t anyone going to use it?

“Yo, if there’s somebody here, just fucking answer me! If not…I’ll just go…and don’t say that I didn’t show up-”

“Matt?”

He turned his body around and had to double take at the sight of a frizzy red haired girl with oversized tshirt and loose jeans. He scrunched his brows in disbelief, and blinked for a couple of times at her.

“What..what are you doing here?” She sounded a bit distant, almost as if she was backing herself away from him.

“Ryder? Why..how…what are you doing here?”

“I’m always here. You’re not.”

Matt stopped walking and quickly realized that he was pacing towards her. “Oh, so you’re the eldest student! I thought it was a guy! You know, because they called you ‘Elder’, like one of this gam-”

“Why are you here?” she cut him off, refusing to look at his face.

Matt felt taken aback, but then he remembered the detention slip in his hand so he de-crumpled it and showed it to her.

“I’m in detention. Right in here. For 2 hours.” He sighed, looking all over at the dusty place. “With you.” he glanced down and smiled at her. He actually can’t lie to himself that he missed her. He wanted to see her so much but his brain kept blocking him and diverted his attention to Valary instead.

Ryder glared at him and held out her palm. Matt smiled again and proceeded to put his hand inside hers but then she drew back.

“The slip.” She huffed icily. Matt grew curious of her sudden cold action but gave her the slip anyway. She took it and examined. Her face fell as she darted her eyes back to him.

“Follow me.”

Matt followed her from behind and can’t stop thinking about her while she was naked and underneath him. But today she looked too different than the ‘sex goddess’ image he had in his mind. She was average, really average looking. Her hair was hay wired that she might have not bothered to comb them at all. Matt wandered his eyes down to her swaying hips and remembered how she moved that night. His monster twitched a little at the thought of it but his attention quickly caught by the socks she was wearing.

They didn’t match.

She wore a blue socks on her right foot and the other sported a red one, with cartoon characters drawn in bright colors on it.

Did she lose the pair or what?

“Here.” Ryder finally said, pointing to a disoriented bookshelf with a lot of books stacking up, waiting to be organized.

“I have to….organize all these?”

“Yes. Any other question?”

She didn’t even look at him in the eyes. He felt wrong. He tried to catch her blue eyes but she just ran them away.

“Yes.”

“What?”

“How are you, Ry?” he stepped a bit closer but she backed away immediately.

“Survived.” She answered coldly. Matt halted and stared at her, trying to figure her out.

“Anything else?”

“Did you miss me?”

Ryder was taken aback. She threw a disgusted look at him. How dare he ask me that question? Does he even care what I feel or do not feel??

“No.” she answered shortly. “Now get to work.”

Ryder moved away, swaying her hips again and Matt couldn’t stop himself from grabbing her arm and pulled he closer.

“Ryder, why are you being this way? Are you angry at me?”

She didn’t fight but didn’t look at him either. “Let my arm go, Matt.”

Matt stared at her long before really letting her go, realizing that she wasn’t his to begin with. He didn’t have the actual right to question about what she does outside of their one night stand experience.

She continued to hide behind the other shelves and leaving Matt alone at the back. Him, on the other hand, kept peeking over her in between books, finding that she looked the cutest when she reads. Her legs folded up to her breasts and her chin would rest on both knees while the book opened wide on her feet.

He would kill to see her reading in that position, naked. He still missed the way her soft skin felt under his touch, and when she laughed, her blue eyes sparkled. Now they were just dead cold stares.

“Leave me alone, Matt.”

Matt realized that he was peeping in between two fiction books; The Dark Avenger and Sweet Sevenfold. And the fact that she knew it all along.

“Uh Ryder, I have another question.”

She sighed and rolled her eyes. “What?”

“Why are you mad at me?”

She ignored the question for the longest time until Matt came over and knelt in front of her with both of his knees, trying to catch her eyes.

“You’re clearly angry. What did I do? Tell me.”

“Why don’t you ask yourself?” she scoffed and got up from her seat to switch to another reading spot. Matt watched as she ignored him once again with questions hurled in his mind. He wanted to go over to her again and ask, but then so many things restrained him from doing so.

Such as;

We’re not really together, so why should I give a fuck about why she’s mad at me or whatever? Besides we only sleep together on a mutual agreement. So, that’s that.

And also, such as:

“Matt! Matt! Thank God I found you!”

Matt turned to the library entrance and saw a panting-out-of-breath Jimmy there. He walked towards him and grabbed his shoulders in excitement.

“Matt! We gotta go! You wouldn’t believe what just happened!”

“What??”

“Just…let’s go okay? You’re done here?”

“No, I-” he glanced at Ryder who stared at him back, but quickly she looked away. Jimmy who noticed what he was looking at, stumbled forward to her.

“Ry! Oh, thank God you’re here. Can you please cover for Matt? Just…say that he’s here, he’s done his job and all that stuff, okay? I owe you one! We gotta go! This is important!”

Jimmy pulled Matt’s hand without a warning while Matt’s eyes still glued to Ryder. She couldn’t believe her ears, and couldn’t believe that she didn’t actually fight for Matt to stay.

~*.*~

They were all couldn’t believe their own eyes right now. All of Matt’s irritated feelings for Brian now faded away. Even if Brian wants 100 Val now, he would give in to everything. He scanned around the venue; lots of people were around, jumping and singing along to the music on stage and he can’t stop smiling ever since they got here.

“Dude! We are in fucking Warped! We’re gonna be on stage like Iron fucking Maiden dude!” Jimmy yelled constantly with blatant news but Matt and Zacky still widened their eyes and jaws for all of this.

They were now queuing behind a band called Halestorm or something to register as a line up act for the next Warped Tour venue. Right now in Huntington Beach, Iron Maiden was performing and they were starstruck as hell.

“Brian, thank you man. Thank you.”

“Hey, no big deal, Matt. My dad knows a couple of guys here. And they heard our demo.”

“Really? Oh shit, this is the best feeling ever! You hear that Matt? You get to scream in front of those kids soon!”

Matt can’t contain his joyful feeling as the band before them stepped away and the guy at the registrar smiled widely at them.

“What’s the band’s name?” the guy asked.

All four of them gaped at each other, they didn’t really think of a band name before. They just write music and jammed based on whatever they have.

“Fuck, why didn’t we think of this!”

“Pinkly Smooth?”

“No, no! That is…our other project Brian. I don’t wanna offend Buck or Justin for that matter. Ummm…”

They dropped their heads and thought deeply in such short notice until Matt tilted his head up, remembering something he saw today.

“Avenged Sevenfold.”

They turned to look at him but didn’t disagree. They actually felt that name was kind of badass.

“Avenged Sevenfold it is.” The guy jotted down their band’s name in the form and gave them each the All Access and BAND passes. They retreated away from the counter with wide smiles on their faces.

“Dude, we need a bassist.” Brian shoved his pass into his pocket and started to light a cigarette.

“How bout that short dude? He’s pretty good.”

Jimmy exchanged glances with Brian. “Well, yeah he’s good. But his attitude….I don’t like his attitude one bit. We’ve only friends with him because of his brother.”

“But he looks like he desperately wanted to be one of you guys.” Zacky remarked casually

“Hm..yeah..but still. Hey what about Buck?”

Jimmy’s smile grew wider. “Yeah! Okay, we call Buck.”

Notes

A/N: okay in case you're wondering who Buck is..he's one of Pinkly Smooth but not a bassist because their bassist is Justin.. he's the rhythm guitar (in this) but can play bass too. i won't be elaborating on him too much. just a heads up :)

don't worry johnny's time will come ;)

annd i owe u guys 2 updates because i wont be able to update on monday (1st september) because in malaysia we're on holidayy!!! yayy XD