Dallon has never been a super emotional person. He's not emotionless, obviously. He'll get sad, he'll get angry, he'll even get happy every now and then, but it's never been over the top. When he saw Brendon, he had felt something different. It was something he wasn't used to. His heart would pound fast, his stomach would get into knots, and yet he didn't know why. All he knew is that he'd want to get to know him better.

"Hey! Dallon, right?" Dallon looked up from his book to see Brendon in front of his desk. He smiled and nodded. Brendon smiled and sat down at the desk in front of him. He turned around so that they could talk more. "So, are you and Breezy friends?" Dallon shrugged. "I-I guess so. We just m-met." Brendon chuckled. "She's really nice. You always stutter?" Dallon looked down, a little embarrassed. "N-not really." He could tell Brendon felt kind of bad, which made him feel kind of bad. "I'm sorry. It's your first week, you're probably really nervous. Do you wanna hang out with me and my friends at lunch?" Dallon was surprised that he was asking, but also happy. He smiled and nodded, which made Brendon smile too. The teacher walked in, and they didn't get to talk for the rest of the hour.

Lunch time came around, and Dallon hurried to the cafeteria. He was hoping to sit by Brendon, but someone else already was. The only seat open was in between a guy with blue hair and a guy with a buzz cut. Interesting. He sat down and looked at Brendon. "Okay everyone, this is Dallon. He's new and he's really cool, but he's also a bit shy. Everyone introduce yourself." Dallon chuckled and looked around. The boy sitting next to Brendon smiled and looked at him. "I'm Ryan Ross. It's nice to meet you." Dallon smiled back. "Nice to meet you too." The boy with the buzz cut held his hand out. "I'm Tyler." Dallon shook his hand. The boy sitting next to Ryan, who was wearing a theodora, waved at Dallon. "I'm Patrick." Dallon smiled and waved back. He looked at the blue haired boy next to him. He smiled and held out his hand. "I-I'm Ryan Seaman, but you can call me Ry." Dallon smiled. Brendon started to clap while everyone else laughed. "Now that you know everyone, maybe you could start hanging out with us. We aren't bad influences, I swear." The boy next to him, Ryan, burst out laughing. "Says the man who gets wasted every Friday." He playfully punched his arm and started laughing. "Oh shush." They're awfully... friendly.

"You play drums?" Dallon sat next to that Ryan guy, not Ross, in his last hour. Ry. "Y-Yeah. Do you play any instruments?" Dallon smiled. He doesn't talk about his music often. "Bass mainly." Ry nodded. He seemed like a really nice guy. Maybe they'd end up best friends. "So how long have you known Brendon?" Ry had to think for a minute. "Since freshman year. He's a great guy." Dallon smiled, a bit more genuine this time. "Are him and Ryan a thing, or..." Ryan chuckled. "Not yet, but the feelings between them are obvious." Dallon nodded. He shouldn't be mad. He barely knows either of them well enough to be mad.

But for some strange reason, he was.

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A/N: love having a math test, a vocab test, a science test, a history quiz, and a 7 paragraph essay due tomorrow. It's the besttttttt

Also, this story will more than likely update slower than my past stories. They seem to end up better that way aha