Once the boring class was over, I headed to my next one.

The halls were crowded but I had a special way of getting places.

Once you get bullied everyday you start finding better ways to get to class.

Once I was in my seat I started to write more lyrics into the song, I hope it doesn't turn out seeming stupid.

I have no friends that like me so this is all I do.

Usually you'll see friends conversing but with me I'll just be writing lyrics.

I do have a friend named Frank but he doesn't go to this school so I'm alone. He worries too much so I can't pester him with all my  problems.

Josh walked into class.

He was pretty early but then again so am I.

He sat right beside me. As soon as he sat down he started staring at me.

Great.

"Woah, you write lyrics?" He asked me.

Shit what do I do? "Y-yeah." I stuttered, why did I stutter!?

"That's so cool!" He exclaimed, "can I look at them?" He gave me the cutest puppy dog eyes.

"Okay." I have in, handing him them.

He read them over, looking fascinated.

I looked at my hands, why is cool on my hand and why is it in blue?

"Woah you're so talented!" He told me staring right into my eyes. Talented was forming on my knee.

What's happening?

"Thank you, even though I don't believe you, thank you." I said and looked at my hand, the one with cool on it.

"How can you not believe me? You are like the most talented person I've ever met!" He exclaimed, I looked at my knee, it was turning pink.

"Okay I believe you." I blushed, smiling.

"Good because it's true." He smiled back kindly.

I shook my head lightly and started paying attention to the teacher.

This boy is going to be the death of me.