Tyler P.O.V
After Troye left my house, I went up to my room and closed my eyes. My mind blanked, except for one gorgeous boy that has been invading my thoughts since that time he walked into detention and sat next to me. Nothing much happened in my dream state other than his face, but that dream ended all to soon because a familiar buzz woke me up at 7:00 in the morning. I pulled myself out from under the covers and ran my hands through my lilac hair. I got myself onto my feet and jumped into the shower.
I turned the water on and waiting until it was at the perfect temperature and discarded my clothes into a hamper next to my sink. I then stepped into the shower and let the water hit my back. I sat like that for awhile until I realized I had limited time, so I grabbed some shampoo and massaged it into my hair, along with the conditioner. I then grabbed a bar of soap and rubbed it all over my body. After rinsing off and getting out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked out of my room.
I then opened my drawers and picked out some normal blue jeans cuff at the bottom. I then picked out a plain black t-shirt and some black toms. After drying off and ruffling my hair, I put on the new outfit I chose, and went into my bathroom and styled my hair. After millions of attempts to make it stand up, I gave and decided it wouldn't cooperate and left it as it is. Normally I wouldn't care this much my hair, but with my new fondness towards Troye, I felt obligated to look my best 24/7.
After spraying on cologne, and raced downstairs and grabbed a piece of toast and raced out the door. Hoping Troye hasn't left yet I quickly opened my phone before going into my car.
To Troye:
Hey Troye-Boy, have you left yet?
Troye: No, why do you ask?
Cutie batootie with a rad ass booty: Just because I was wondering if you wanted a ride to school?
Troye: Okay yeah sure, I will see you at my house in a couple minutes?
After agreeing to the plans Troye stated through text, he gave me his address and I was driving to his house. Soon after about 2 minutes I arrived at the address he texted to me, and I saw a very rushed looking Troye running out the door. He was wearing a green jumper, with some washed out jeans that cuff at the bottom with some black shiny platform shoes, and a gray beanie pulled over his head. I got out of my car and opened the passenger seat for him when I notice his smile and look down and blush. I couldn't help but smile at his reaction, and how cute he looked.
"Thanks Tyler," He said in a quiet voice still trying to hide his smile. I was mesmerized by the way he smiled. His eyes turned into a brighter blue, and the way he obviously tries to hide his smile. I got so caught up into staring at him I realized how uncomfortable to atmosphere got and I shot one last smile his way before clearing my throat and started to drive. The car ride there, all we did was start up random conversations about one direction, or tumblr.
After about 15 more minutes of awkward banter, we arrived at the school. As I stepped up to the two huge doors that lead into this teenage hell, I took a deep breathe, like I always do, and looked over my shoulder to find Troye next to me doing the same thing. I took mental note of the similarities we share and as I did a smile covered my face. I soon saw Troye take a step forward, so I did to and we both walked in unison inside the school. Screaming teenagers filled my ears and I couldn't help but cringe at the annoying setting, but I shrugged it off when I heard a bell that was all to familiar fill my ears.
I looked over at Troye and cleared my throat.
"Um I guess we better get to class then..." I said to awkwardly
"U-uh yeah," I heard him say in a very quiet manner.
As we both started walking to class my eye caught something it didn't want to. In the corner of my eye, I saw Joe and Caspar leaning against some lockers. They were laughing to themselves about something that must have been hilarious, but that wasn't my priority right now. I kept my gaze locked onto them, until I felt Troyes head turn to look at the as well. I felt a slight tap on my shoulder, and I didn't register it until I heard a slight voice whisper "Tylah just don't pay attention to them."
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