Yello peeps it be Aja here. Its currently 5th Sep so lets see how low it takes for me to write this ;-; Ive just started college so its a bit wobbly,k? It'll take me a while to make a thorough routine. dont kill me, clique. I like reading Blue Boy by sexyjoshler and i hope to make a one like that in future after ive finished this. (its funny btw) I take inspiration for this fic from I Cant Stomach It/ Joshler so it may be quite similiar.

Josh's POV

I dont know what just happened. I think i just met the Tyler. The.Tyler. The one everyone in our class talks about. The anorexic, punk weirdo. And i think he was being sick. On purpose. Brendon walks over to me. "Hey, what took you so long? Football practise starts soon,"  "Oh bother. Whatever, lets go." i mutter.

Tylers POV

I hate this school. I feel like everywhere i go, people are looking and muttering. The teachers, too.  I hope that guy, Josh, i met earlier didnt think to much about me . I cant do with the extra attention.

A/N 7th september, bois. Im not doing well.

I don't like high school. 'EVERYONE AT HIGH SCHOOL HATES YOU' I  never liked any school. Its not the education, its the people. Always staring. I head to my next class, Music, where we will be partnered up to make a makeshift song. Music is basically the only lesson i enjoy. 'AND EATING!'  I think  i can sing okay. Its okay. Okay being the operative word.  I walk into class where that boy i met in the toilets is sitting on the desk. my desk.

"Hello. I believe this might be my desk," i stuttered. 'OF COURSE IT IS. HE DOESNT CARE.'

"Oh, im josh. We're partnered for the music project. Nice to finally know your name, Tyler? Or is it?" he said very fastly.

"Yeah im tyler. But i'd appreciate it if you'd please move off my desk. I have work on the desk and um it seems pretty creased," i said, instantly regretting it. "Sorry," i muttered.

"Oh its fine! Ill move off," he hopped off with a smile. "So, what about this music project?"

I stayed silent.

"Here's my phone number. Call me anytime. I guess you wanna hang out. Or you dont. Either way here's my number. You like mario kart? I love it."  he basically rapped.

"Mario karts good," i grumbled.

"I'm going to destroy you." he giggled.

Thank you for the four reads i am f l a t t e r e d. K i wasnt expecting it to get 35k reads but im trying to at least get 100? Well im halfway there so bEaT it. i finished this on 7th of september so took me two days. And words flow out of me like words flowing out of me. This is crap and i have amillion reasons to delete it. But its my first fic so i cant :/  I hate writing short chapters but here i am. I have to i cant write long ones ;-; Have a good 3 seconds, Aja. (like the drag queen)