Part 2 to that prinxiety story! Sorry I can't remember if Virgil was already following Roman so um pretend they weren't lol. This is 2158 words, oof. Anywho enjoy!!!

Roman's POV

When the deafening school bell broke the draining and deadly silence of science, I rushed for my planner and pencil case, which I, in a matter of seconds, stuffed into my school bag. I carelessly slung the right strap over my right shoulder and made a run for it. I ran out of the science cluster, into the big corridor named 'The Street', and ran down to the Corny cluster, which when I was located there, I turned, skillfully, and sprinted into the depths of my Tie's (Red) cluster. In our school we have different clusters for Ties and Subjects like Corny, the red and house that I'm in, is in the design cluster. I, not thinking about those around me, just ran about ¾ of the way through the area, until I once again made a harsh turn into a small room where the stairs, which lead to the upstairs design cluster, and lockers where. I slowed my run to a jog as I arrived quickly, since the room was quite small yet still quite long, to my locker. I carefully inserted my key into my locker, the flashbacks of last year where I had to suffer 8 weeks without a place to shove my PE kit and coat, swam in my head. When it opened, I made a mad dash for my coat, slung it on while I locked my locker. I stuffed my keys into my inside blazer pocket. I rushed out of the cluster, out of The Street and of school, my heart still a fluster and flutter at the new student. He seemed so....hot.

Okay Roman, a little blunt there.

Yet all day, both in my RE and Science class, my thoughts where invaded by his gorgeous face, as if the thought of his was like The G Team, invading Team Headquarters in a search for flags and a scrap. It was weird. Sure I am very passionate about crushes yet nobody has me wrapped up like this! Nobody has ever made me feel safe at the sight of them and considering I've only learnt a bit about the emo, I would definitely say it was more than a coincidence. So, now running home from school, I am questioning everything. I flirted with him. He flirted back. But was that pressured flirting? Did he feel the same? You know, a legend Mr Jumbo once told me kinda links to my feelings and since Mr Jumbo is like the best mix of a teacher ever - strict when he needs to be but SUPER kind to everybody 24 / 7 - he would often tell us these stories at council meetings. ANYWAY, the legend is that a Prince of a very wealthy country was forced into an arranged marriage to a prince of a less wealthy country. At first the other Prince hated the wealthy one however when they actually came to spend time with eachother, they had this feeling. Like if ten million fireflies lit up the world and filled the open air, however all in your stomach. Or if a thousand pieces of popping candy was set off in your stomach.

That's how I feel when I'm around Virgil. That was his name right?

Yeah I'm pretty sure it was....

When I got home, I slung my bag onto the cream coloured couch before venturing into the kitchen for a peice or two of toast. What? I like toast all day every day! While I was waiting for the bread to toast, my mind wandered to the picture of the beautiful boy. He was gorgeous...in my 3rd lesson I met someone and fell in love with them....how cliché is that? Anyway, I sat down at my table and waited for the toast to....well toast! As I drummed my fingers on the dark wood, my phone popped as if a five year old had blown a bubble. I switched it on and looked at my notifications.

'Chemically Imbalanced Emo is now following you'

Ah so Virgil is following me. Seconds later, I also receive a message.

"Hey this is Virgil :)"

My face heated immensely and my heartbeat turned into Usain Bolt on steroids. I smiled a lovesick smile to myself and texted back,

"Hello there! It's Roman. Glad you found me :P"

I resisted to flirt or call him a pet name as anxious thoughts thickly painted the walls of my brain. That's when, conveniently, my toast popped so I took out a plate and started to butter and jam it. Once I was done, I came back to my seat to be welcomed by two new texts.

"Heh me too, it would be awkward speaking to a stranger that I thought was you."

"What are you up to anyway?"

I laughed to myself then continued to eat the toast as I texted him back.

"I'm eating toast, what about you?"

A couple of seconds after I hit send, I heard the front door open and slam close. Looks like mum's home. She always comes drunk home, yes even at 3:27 in the afternoon. I went back to my phone to be greeted by another glorious message. Thank goodness, at least something is going good in this game we call life.

"ROMAN ITS NEARLY HALF THREE! DUDE WHATS UP WITH YOU?!?!?!"

I laughed again, nearly choking on the jam coated toast. What are you doing to me, huh Virgil? What aaaaarrrrrreeeee you doing.

Once I regained my composure after my fit of laughing, I texted, "And? You can have toast whenever! Try it! It's actually really good!"

Virgil's POV

Once the tour of the school was over, dad and I went to the shops. After that boring trip, I got home, the thought of FINALLY having wi-fi lifted an unknown weight off my shoulders. What was the first thing I did? Check YouTube? Nope. Check Wattpad? Nada. Add that hot guy, that I met today and haven't been stop thinking about since I saw him, on Tumblr? Bingo! I took out my phone and typed in the user, "HogwildStyledChild" what the hell is that username I don't know. Maybe he likes Harry Potter? I laughed as multiple gay references popped up on his page as it loaded in.
After scrolling through and liking literally all of them that I saw, I tapped the 'Follow' button and decided to send him a text.

"Hey this is Virgil :)" I sent, Patton walking past me and ruffling my hair.

"Who yah texting there?" He cheerfully asked while he grabbed himself a cookie."Oh is it that cute looking guy who was talking to you when we went to that hall thing?"

"Daaaad" I groaned, clearly embarrassed and blushing heavily as the face of the boy swam into my brain. Deciding to distract myself from my now chuckling dad, I resumed my activity on Tumblr. A smile creeping on my face, I saw Roman had text back.

"Hello there! It's Roman. Glad you found me :P" I let out a breath of relief.

"Heh me too, it would be awkward speaking to a stranger that I thought was you." I texted back, the view of Patton looking over my shoulder and grinning in the corner of my eye making me laugh, "What are you up to anyway?"

Soon after, I received two things, a squeel from Patton and a new text

"I'm eating toast, what about you?"

I looked at Patton and he looked at me. We both burst out laughing, tears of pure amusement in our eyes.

"Okay he's a keeper" Patton joked and nudged my arm with a silly grin on his face.

"Daaaad! Seriously just because he's weirdly perfect doesn't mean he likes me." I joked back.

"Well you just did just admit he was perfect sooooooooooooooooooooooo I'll start shipping straight away." He laughed, the fact that I actually did call him perfect and ment it, sunk in.

"ROMAN ITS NEARLY HALF THREE! DUDE WHATS UP WITH YOU?!?!?!" I texted back, still crying with laughter. So was Patton.

Dad then looked up at the clock, his smile growing even more even though if you saw it, you'd say it was humanly impossible. He even started jumping up and down as if he was a child which was  excited about Mr Tumble coming on the TV. Actually, if Mr Tumble did come on the TV, I think Patton would actually go ballistic. Yeah no he never grew up bless him but that's why Logan and I love him.

"Sup?" I asked.

"LOGIE BEAR IS HOME IS 5 MINUTES!" He squeeled, now twirling around the kitchen.

"Okay now I understand why Logan told me your adorable - oh wait shoot he told me not to tell you."

That's when, conveniently, I received a text from Roman. 

"And? You can have toast whenever! Try it! It's actually really good!" He texted.

"Okay hold up, I'm going to go get some toast :D" I texted back quickly before standing up and rushing towards the toaster.

"Whatcha doing now kiddo?" Patton asked, not looking away from the clock on the wall.

"Making toast." I said quickly as I shoved a peice of bread in the toaster.

"How come? It's like nearly 20 to." He asked, eyes still glued on the clock.

"Roman told me he eats toast now so I'm gonna eat toast now. I dunno I guess I just wanted to try it." I replied, my eyes, kinda like Dad's, fixated on the toaster as I waited it to pop.

He chuckled. "Aww that's one of the first stages of a crush - you try and mimic their actions."

"No way" I said sarcastically, the toast popping while I spoke. I took out a plate from the carbonate above and started to butter and jam it. I sat down again and saw Roman had texted back.

"Don't blame you, it's a taste sensation." I, for no reason at all except the knowledge that the attractive boy I met today was behind the text, blushed. I took a bite and.... Wait, WOAH this is cool!

"Woah, Princey was right!" I texted, the sound of the front door opening and dad Usain Bolting to the door, told me Logan was home.

Logan's POV

I arrived home, the thought of coming home to my family sending a warm feeling to my chest. I got out my car and walked down our pebbled path. I opened the freshly painted baby blue door open. Surprisingly, all I saw before I was attacked by a hug, which made me drop my suitcase, was a overly joyed Patton, whom was running towards me shouting,

"MY LOGIE BEAR IS HOME!!!!!!!!"

You may get the first impression that this is not a usual occurrence of routine when I enter my house of living, however your statement is, in fact, wrong. You may also ask, is this repeated routine a source of annoying feelings? My answer is a very enthusiastic no. It's quite the opposite actually, I have found a strange love to this event and enjoy the fuzzy feeling I get from it.

"Hello dear" I greeted warmly, kissing him on the cheek while figurative butterflies danced in my stomach and I hugged him tightly back.

Virgil's POV

If you need proof of true love, look at these two. I chuckled a bit then rushed upstairs to my room. I opened my ebony coloured door and flopped on my bed. I turned on my phone, since my inactivity automatically turned it off, and checked if had Roman texted me - he had. I let our a dreamy sigh as I saw what he had put.

"Hey so you wanna hang out anytime soon? Cause I kinda miss your amazing personality." I blushed.

"Sure Pretty boy, when and where?" I texted back, that weird fuzzy feeling Logan and Patton experiences when they're around eachother occuring in my chest. Oh no....am I in love? No, it can't be...

"Now and at Evan park on Hansen road?" I again blushed, the fuzzy and warm feeling growing stronger. That's when he send another text, "Sorry if I seem a tad too sudden. Tbh I'd rather be with you rn."

Princey has really got me around his finger today.

"Sure. Meet you there :D"

Yup I'm in love.

Eeek idk if that was a good ending. You guys asked for it so here it is!!!! I thought I'd release this and then write recommendations cause I wrote this and then BOOM! You guys where giving me prompts, thank you by the way. Anywho, hope you guys like this!!!

Oh and also musical references made in this chapter:

Evan Hansen - From Dear Evan Hansen ( it's underlined btw )

Corny - Corny Collins from Hairspray