Chapter 18
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Mae
But surprisingly, I do.
I drag myself to school with the doubt of my supposed new friends, but I brighten up when they continue talking to me at school. Phew, theyâre still here. I honestly thought they were going to leave me alone after my first day.
To be honest, theyâre fun to be with. Ryderâs really good with breaking the awkwardness with (sometimes weird) questions and Nathanâs funny too - without his shyness - and he also talks in references which I understand (Ryder also knows some of them). But sometimes, I think that they share one brain cell. Okay, maybe most of the time.
And - oh, heck - I can really see the love in Ryderâs eyes whenever he looks at Nathan. Itâs so cute to watch and sometimes Nathan would catch his eyes and just look at him, confused, while Ryder completely flusters. Damn, I have a feeling something beautiful is about to happen.
A couple of weeks into our friendship and here we are chilling in the library during lunch. Ryder and Nathan are both sharing a Guinness Book of World Records while I sit opposite them with a Fruits Basket manga in my hand (I didnât know this school library even has manga). I had to stop myself multiple times from openly fangirling about how cute they look together.
I lazily twirl my hair around my finger - I dyed the ends purple this time. Then, minutes later, Nathan excuses himself to go to the toilet. I wait until heâs out of earshot, then I put my manga down and lean towards Ryder.
âYou like him, donât you?â I smirk.
Ryderâs cheeks turn scarlet immediately. âOh god, Mae. You too?â
âYeah, me too,â I say and he rolls his eyes at me. âHave you told him?â
Ryder looks panicked. âOf course not,â he whisper-screams. âI donât even know if heâs gay. What do I do?â
I rack my brain. Shit, Iâm not good at giving advice. âWhy donât you, uh. . . tell him whenever youâre ready? It doesnât necessarily have to be that he likes you back or. . .â I trail off, shrugging. âI donât know, man.â
âHmm. . .â Ryder nods, a thoughtful look on his face. âYeah, thatâs true.â And I let out a relieved sigh, glad that my advice actually sounds plausible.
âNathanâs hella adorable.â
âI know!â He swoons. âHeâs so precious.â
I take a look at his love-struck face and stifle a laugh. I can't believe this is the same hot guy who acts cool and composed most of the time.
Ryder notices me staring at him and regains his nonchalant look. "What?"
There he is. I shake my head. "Nothing! Nothing, nothing. Just that this version of you is amusing to watch."
"Fuck off, Mae," he replies, one corner of his mouth smiling.
I smirk. "Simp."
He sticks his tongue out like a child and I shake my head, smiling as I return to my book.
âWhat did I miss?â Nathan suddenly manifests out of thin air, taking his seat beside a flustered Ryder.
I open my mouth to throw in a lame excuse when Ryder swoops in again. âI was thinking that you both join me and the guys at the bubble tea shop after school.â
At the sound of this, my heart starts to beat faster.
âToday?â Nathan asks him and he nods.
I ask, âW-who are âthe guysâ?â
âRyderâs other friends. Nick, Sinclair and Vahn,â Nathan explains. âTheyâre nice too.â
âIs that okay with you?â Ryder asks me.
I want to decline that offer. I really do! People are not my thing. Hell, I donât think I can face a table of new faces - let alone a whole school. But I canât just keep clinging to Ryder and Nathan because theyâre the only familiar people I can be with. (And also I can't be alone on my own.)
Anyway, Iâm supposed to make friends. Meet more people, yadda yadda yadda. But just thinking about it makes me sweat. If I refuse, will they ditch me? Will I be viewed as standoff-ish?
Ryderâs still looking at me, waiting for an answer. Shit. I start to throw in a lame excuse like I have something at home but I get betrayed by myself when I nod on reflex. Both Ryder and Nathan beam at my response, making me feel like shit for thinking about refusing.
Besides, thereâs nothing much to do at home anyway. The twins can take care of themselves. My younger siblings - Ivy and Tristan - are probably the worldâs biggest pain in the ass, but nevertheless, I love them. Iâll probably buy them both bubble tea afterwards.
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Hell, Iâve never been surrounded with so many good-looking guys in my life.
There is Ryder and Nathan, of course. And then opposite them are two guys. The super tall one is, like, really hot. Just from his intense brown eyes and sculpted body. (Ryder told me heâs Vahn.)
The one beside Vahn is really short but still taller than me (Iâm 5'2") and he looks cute with his sparkling crimson eyes and ruffled black hair. (âHeâs Sinclair, or Sin for short, and no, they arenât contacts.â)
The guy sitting beside me is fairly tall, with dark brown skin, wavy hair and bright round eyes. He introduced himself as Nick - he speaks with a slight British accent - and I have to say heâs kind of cute too.
Weâre all sitting at a round table because the others are too small for the six of us. I squirm a little in my seat, but thankfully no one notices. Everyoneâs talking about some biology topic but I canât relate because I take physics. Oh yeah, Nick takes physics too. So, while the others are talking about their teacher, Nick talks to me.
âGreetings, Mae,â he says.
I wave awkwardly at him (which is a little difficult because heâs sitting right beside me). âUh. . .hi,â I reply, not quite meeting his eyes.
âHowâs the fifth wheel doing?â He smiles. Itâs one of those smiles that is able to make me feel at ease (which is rare, in my case). (Connor has that smile too.)
I smile back, feeling less anxious. âThe fifth wheel is doing fine. How are you, sixth wheel?â
âIâm good too.â
And then my slow-ass brain catches up to me. âWait, what does that mean?"
âVahn and Sin are a thing, too," he explains rather vaguely.
I look at the couple. Sinclair is wildly gesticulating while he speaks, and Vahn is looking at him fondly. When Sinclair has tired himself out, he leans against Vahn while the latter wraps an arm around him. Wow, I didnât know.
âThatâs nice,â I tell Nick.
âYeah, sure is."
âWhat about you?â I ask, taking a sip of my milk tea. âGot anyone?â
Nick laughs. âNah, Iâm taking a break from relationships.â
âMe too. Theyâre confusing, right?â I say.
Well, not only that, but I'm also a crazed fangirl, but I donât tell him that. Not yet. Only Connor's able to live through my rants.
âThey sure are.â
We continue drinking in silence while the others talk. âHow long do you think itâll take for them to get together?â I speak in a low voice, referring to Ryder and Nathan.
Nick ponders about it. âHmm, maybe a few weeks? Ryderâs really shy about it and Nathan? Maybe it will take a while for him to realise,â he says vaguely.
âRealise what?â
Nick shrugs. âRealise that Ryder likes him, maybe.â
I hum in response and I look at Ryder and Nathan. Ryderâs indiscreetly stealing side glances at Nathan and every time the pink never fails to show up on his cheeks. Nathanâs completely oblivious to that. Or maybe. . .he noticed it and heâs trying to hide it.
Iâm guessing itâs the latter because when Ryder casually puts his hand on Nathan's shoulder, I can see a small shy smile and the teeniest red on his cheeks.
I whisper to Nick, âI think this would work out.â
âReally?â
âYeah, look at them.â And he does.
âWoah,â he whispers back to me.
Then, I think for a while. Now that Iâve familiarised myself with him, I guess I'm somewhat okay with bringing him somewhere with me. (He seems nice enough.) An idea pops into my head, but I donât know the purpose for it. But what the hell, anyway.
âNick, bro, you free tomorrow?â
âYeah, why?â
âWeâre going on a field trip!â
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Hello folks!
I forgot to mention this but: Mae is autistic. If I make any harmful assumptions or say anything incorrectly please let me know because I'm not an expert in this field and I'm still learning! But!! Mae is her own person, and I'm going more in depth on that in a SEPARATE book that I might write :)
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