This is an oldie I posted last year but unpublished it. I'll.post part two after SATC part two. :)
So yeah if you see comments from months and months ago on here, that's why.

QOTD-introverted, extroverted or both?

AOTD- both. :)
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He never liked attention. He never really talking, either.
He wasn't one for singing in the car... sometimes he would hum though.

He wasn't someone who lived outloud. He didn't like talking about his feelings because he thought that people didn't care. He would literally never asked for things.

And I was scared of that.

....

"Good morning, Angel." I greeted as I hugged him from behind. He flinched it first as the sudden action but quickly turned around and hugged me.

"How are you doing?" I asked as I leaned back on the locker as he continued organizing through his locker.

"I'm okay. How are you?" He said quietly.

He was shy.

Not a "oh, he's shy at first but once you get to know him he's crazy" but a "oh, he's just shy. Always shy"

I've known him for sixteen years since we met when we were two, and he was still shy around me.
He wasn't really nervous, just quiet and he could get uncomfortable easily.

You just have to be carful around him sometimes.

Surpringly, he was the most outgoing around me despite the way he sounded and acted.

"I'm wonderful. Hey, Kirstie asked us to come over to her house after school. Do you wanna go?" Mitch nodded once.

Sometimes I wondered if he actually just wanted to go home and study or take a nap. But he never would tell me.

Because he was too nervous to.

"Are you sure? You seem a little tired, you don't have to. We're probably just gonna listen  to her rant about boys or something." I said as I noticed the dark circles under his eyes.

"No, I'll go. Unless you don't want me to go." He replied. "Of course I want you to, but-"

"No no, I'll go. I'm not tired its just in my genes."

I sighed but avoided arguing, knowing he'd just get upset and that's the last thing I wanted.
I really took notice in how tired he looked. I know people that always look tired, my sister being one of them, but he looked a lot different then he did a few days ago. He definitely didn't feel well.

"How much sleep did you get last night, Angel?" His cheeks slightly red again.

"I-I don't know." He replied. He was lying, but I just dropped it, not wanting to make him uncomfortable.

The bell then rang, and he quickly gave me a small smile before heading off.

I sighed as I watched him go, wondering what he was thinking.

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"Hey Mitch!" Kirstie greeted excitedly, pulling him inside the house.
"hi." Mitch greeted, Scott walking behind him.

"How are you doing?" She asked with a smile. Mitch hesitated slightly, but smiled and responded with a quiet,
"I'm great."

"The bathroom is down the hall, yeah?" Scott asked, closing the door. Kirstie nodded.
"Yeah, but Avi is in there."

"No I'm not." Avi said, walking down the hall. Kirstie chuckled and then gestured toward the hallway.

"Right down there." Scott nodded and walking down, going into the bathroom. Mitch walked away from Kirstie and avi and to the kitchen where Kevin was.

Kevin smiled when he noticed Mitch and gave him a small nod as a greeting.

"Hey, little brother." Mitch simply smiled and leaned against the counter.
Kevin and Mitch used to be step brothers before their parents split up a year before, but they still considered themselves as brothers since they had a little half sister.

"Haven't seen you in a few weeks. How is everything?" He asked with raised eyebrows. Mitch nodded slightly.

"Everything... is great." He answered.
"And Scott is nice to you and everything?" He asked worriedly. Mitch chuckled quietly and smiled widely.

"Yeah... he's amazing, he's... yeah." Kevin saw the look in his eyes and smiled, knowing Scott was treating him as he deserved to be treated.

Avi and Kirstie drifted over to the kitchen at the end of their conversation.
Mitch took a silent deep breath.
Avi was very kind and sweet, but they hadn't known eachother for a long time.
Sometimes he didn't when to stop joking around, not knowing how sensitive Mitch took things.

"Hey, Mitch." Avi greeted, picking up a glass of orange juice that was on the counter.

Mitch didn't give him a reply, but he did smile at him though.
"Sorry, what did you say?" Mitch pressed his lip together, truly not wanting to talk when everyone was looking at him.

"Oh, that's right. You didn't say anything. Why don't you talk again?" Mitch glanced at Kevin who was staring at avi.

"He doesn't feel like it. Is that a crime?" Kevin asked, crossing his arms.
Mitch straightened his posture and crossed his arms tightly.  

"Whoa, no need to gain up on me. I was just curious." Avi said with a nervous laugh.

"Well stop being curious, you're making him uncomfortable." Kevin shot back, his defensiveness radiating off of him.

"If he was uncomfortable, he should say so." Mitch heart was pounding so hard he was afraid that'd noticed.
Kirstie seemed to notice how uncomfortable he really was, he tried to intervene.

"Avi, maybe you should sto--"

"I'm confused as to why you guys are acting so protective. I'm just simply trying to help him conquer his fear of... talking? I'm just a curious guy." Avi laughed, joking around as he assumed they all were.

"Curiosity killed the--!"

"Are you afraid of talking? I read this book called 'incurable' once, there is a character that reminds me of you."

Kevin rolled his eyes and put his glass down.
"You know what, avi? if you have a problem--"

Mitch began panicking. He'd caused them to argue, it was all his fault.
Mitch was about to cover his ears, but the arguing stopped when he heard Scott yell.

"Guys, stop!" Mitch didn't notice him walking back, but he was sure grateful for it.
Mitch sighed and relaxed his tensed shoulders.

Kirstie subtly pulled avi away, prepared to lecture him in the living room. Kevin and Scott both walked up to Mitch and began pestering him with questions.

"Is everything okay?"

"What was that all about?"

"Are you alright?"

"He's just being an idiot, don't listen to him."

Mitch regretted ever coming to her house in the first place, wishing he was just in his house with Scott watching a movie.

"S-stop!" Mitch yelled, immediately silencing the two. He sighed heavily and brushed passed them and quickly exited the house.

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sorry it's so short! part two tomorrow! :)

sorry I'm posting at 11, I've been out basically all day and haven't been on my phone! also, thank you lot for all the birthday wishes! you're all so sweet. 🤗🎉💜