Opposites Attract, Apparently. *MAYBE PROBABLY DEAD*

Sky the Weenie Man

I grumbled and waited for the Music teacher to arrive. I took this time to look at the students in the classroom. Fox Hat Guy was in this class, along with a guy in a Transformers mask. As I looked around, I practically looked through Sparklez, that's how much I wanted to ignore him. There are some pros to being incredibly, incredibly, antisocial. I can play cold shoulder. As I continued to look around the room, no one really stood out. Just a bunch of kids in a classroom.

I heard Sparklez sigh, and as the curious piece of shit I am, I look at him. He's leaned back on the chair, his elbows rest on the sides of armrests and he's just staring forward. His legs are spread apart, and- oh my god that should be illegal- oh boy. I clench my fists and blush, forcing myself to not focus on him, and I put my head on my desk. God damn, I totally have some sort of crush on him. Sexually, probably. I don't think I could handle an actual relationship, that involves talking and touching and sappy shit. I felt his gaze on me, but I didn't want to look back at him. For a while, I thought I was straight, but this kid, oh my god. If there was ever a man made to make someone question their sexuality, Sparklez was it. At this point, I'm 99% sure I'm bisexual.

Our teacher walks through the door, just in time for me to be so very close to punching myself I the face. I force myself to calm down and look at the teacher. He's a young man, dressed in a normal teacher attire. He has a light blue shirt on, and navy blue khakis on. The only thing that differs from the normal teacher attire is the beanie that's pulled over his brown, fluffy hair. The beanie pattern resembles a noteblock, and I guess it fits, since he's a music teacher. He also looks incredibly, incredibly exhausted.

“Hello. I am your Musical Arts teacher this year. My name is Daniel, but you'll call me C418, or C4 for short.” He introduced himself. “I see we have some known musical students in our class, such as Sparklez over there.”

Sparklez grinned, waving to C4. “Ey, C!”

“And some band members, Immortal and Slyfox.” Foxhat guy, also known as Slyfox, grinned. Transformers mask, now Immortal, said nothing.

“Anyway, first things first. All of you students talk about music and what types of music you like. I'll be at my desk, because I have less than 14 hours to complete an entire 8 minute original piece made entirely of two types of noteblocks, and I have not slept in almost 29 hours.” He nodded and sat at his desk across the room from the seats.

I watched as people casually started talking to Sparklez about his music and different songs he's composed, which is his favorite, blah blah blah. I wonder why he even tries to talk to lonely, annoying kids like me. I'm not even very musically inclined like he is. I can barely just play the piano, but that probably doesn't count. You think to be friends with someone you'd have to have common interests, right?! Maybe I'm just closed minded. And I just sat at my desk until class was over. I stared at Sparklez as he smiled, talking about anything and everything, music wise, he was just used to being at the center of attention.

The bell screeched, C418 waved us dismissed as he continued to glare at the computer screen, frustrated. I stood up, gathered my things, and walked passed Sparklez, and out the door.

Sky caught me in the hallway, smiling. “Hey. I'm not gonna bother you right now in person, but definitely online.” He grinned. He handed me a slip of paper, and walked off. I stuffed the paper into my pocket, and walked across two buildings, all the way to my dorm. Study hall is bliss, when you spend it in your dorm. I sat in front of my computer, started playing some music, and looked at the paper Sky gave me.