The next morning I am almost scared to see Josh, but I get everything ready fast all the same, not my usual slow getting changed, having a shower, slowly eating my fruit loops. Today I bolted my food, washed twice as fast and threw on clothes, but picking carefully so that I look nice. Today I choose my floral kimono and black t shirt, ripped black skinny cheans, black doc martens and red socks. Excitedly I also cover my face with some concealer and a tiny touch of mascara, hoping no one would notice. Except maybe Josh.
'What's the matter with you today Tyler?' I sigh silently as I hear my mum's strained voice echoe in my ears, but when I turn to look at her she's smiling. 'Nothing.' I mutter, and she sighs, and carries on watching TV. I run out the door but after a while realise that im going to get sweaty If I keep running, and I want to keep the reputation of smelling good.

So I quickly power-walk to school, desperately trying to fluff my hair in a way that it looks ok. As soon as I reach the classroom I see Josh, obviously trying to be punctual. I see him and my mouth stretches into a smile, and I wave,  blushing. Josh's face lights up when he sees me, and he leans over to me. 'You look beautiful,' he manages to say, biting his lip. I giggle, unbable to contain myself. 'You look great too,' I say as I look at what he's wearing: a grey NASA shirt, black jeans, black trainers, and a black cap that showed off his beautiful red hair. I notice one arm to be extremely colourful. 'Oh my gosh, I love your tattoos!' I exclaim, admiring them. Josh notices mine on one arm, and smiles. 'Yours look great too.' He grins, looking at mine. 'They look so unique, um,  they really suit you,' he blushed hard at his own awkwardness, but I love it and smile. I had been smiling so much my mouth was aching as I wasn't used to it, but I loved it, especially when it was josh who made me do it.

Mrs Chapman came in, so i went to my seat, not wanting to anger her today. Everything about today had to be perfect. I couldn't concentrate because I kept turning round to josh and smiling, and he was always looking at me. It didn't make a difference I suppose, because I didn't conentrate anyways.

After what seemed like an age, break finally came and I followed Josh this time, not needing to run as he waited for me. All breakime we talked about ourselves like it was a date; how old we were, what our sexuality was (I was bouncing with excitement inside when Josh said he was gay) and I told him I was gay too, but the conversation just moved on. We found out that ee both love taco bell, which was great, and that we both got our tattoos this year. Sadly break was only 15 minutes, so when it stopped we still had so much to talk about, but I decided we could do that at lunch.

When lunch finally came, we had some problems first. Gerard and brendon walked past, sneering.  I thought they would move on, but before I knew it I was on the floor and could feel blood trickling from my mouth. I looked up and saw Josh, unbelievably small against brendon and Gerard, holding Gerard against the lockers and furiously glaring at him. 'STAY AWAY FROM TYLER' josh thunders, his face red and his muscles clenched as he held Gerard againt the lockers. Brandon was no where to be seen; he'd probably ran off. He finally let Gerard go and he ran like a frightened rabbit. As soon as he ran off josh ran to me immediatley, kneeling next to me 'tyler are you okay?' He squeaked, his voice high with fear now. 'Uhh, I don't know, ' I said weakly, and he hauled me up gently, making my head spin so violently I clutched josh's chest and he held me tight. We walked to the bathroom and he gently dabbed at my mouth and most with a tissue, cleaning all the blood off. He did it silently, looking into my eyes and I did the same. I realised how beautiful his eyes, were: a mixture of dark green and browns, like a forest in sunlight. 'Thankyou,' I whispered when He had wiped off most of the blood from my mouth. 'People shouldn't do that to you, Tyler.' He said, leaning closer and tilting his head up so our noses touched. I couldn't take it anymore. I was about to break way because te urge to kiss him was too much, but Josh leaned in further and before I had time to think his lips were pressed against mine. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he wrapped his around my neck, and we kissed gently for what seemed like an age, until we had to break apart to breathe. 'Josh,' I whispered, smiling at him. 'Will you go out with me?' I said. I didn't get an answer, but from the fact that he kissed me again and harder this time and his chest pressed against mine, I guessed that meant yes.

I know that was cringe but thats what I am so you know