Connor
Connor wanted to go home. He didn't want to be here. He wanted to be back in Minnesota where he knew people.
Connor was back in his dorm eating Chipotle, thing about what's he's gonna do. He's a mute boy who doesn't know anybody here except the driver.
He was taking a bite out of his burrito when he heard a knock at the door. He got up, finishing what was in his mouth and opened the door. A tall boy with a tank top and a ridiculous amount of bracelet that were on his wrist. He had a name tag that read 'Ricky: Welcoming Committee'. Connor furrowed his eyebrows, knowing that the boy would only want to show him around the school, then just drop him off like a lost puppy.
"Hi, I'm Ricky, I'm your welcome committee buddy. You're supposed to have another but he's with his boyfriend." Ricky says smiling. Connor nodded taking the magnetic whiteboard off of the refrigerator and the dry erase marker and started scribbling.
'Hi my names Connor. Nice to meet you!' read across the whiteboard. Ricky seemed perplexed at Connor. He erased it and Started over.
'I'm mute now, I just won't be talking I'll be writing.' Ricky nodded in response.
"Okay well first I'm gonna take you to the commons, then to your classes on your schedule. And I'm not supposed to but I'm going to take you to see the social groups." Ricky smiled.
Connor wanted to know where he would fit in. Maybe there were some attractive, mute, swimmers who would take him in.
They walked down the corridors they stopped at a blue locker Ricky opened it, inside was a planner, a calendar and a jacket.
"This is your letterman jacket. Every time you join a team or a club you get a patch and you get it sewn on." Connor liked this idea.
'What if you don't join any clubs?' Connor scribbled.
"Then you just put things that you enjoy on it." Ricky shrugged his shoulders. "Okay so this is your schedule; AP Chem, Spanish 1, AP English, AP Math, AP History, Choir, and Athletics.You have the exact same schedule of Troye Sivan and Tyler Oakley. They are sorta 'popular'." Ricky says.
"Correction, we are popular." A boy with brown swooped hair, and a button up with a knit sweater thrown over it said.
He took Connors breath away. He was perfect to Connor. But then a boy with green hair walked up behind him. 'Is that his boyfriend?!" Connor thought.
"Tyler, save me a spot at the lot, I have to put the twinks in order." The boy said. Connor guessed it was Troye.
"Troye what do you want? I'm trying to give this new kid a tour." Ricky said.
"New kid, eh?" Troye started walking in circles around Connor, as if he was sizing him up.
"His name is Connor." Ricky says.
"Aye! He can tell me! He knows his name. " Troye said.
Connor didn't know what to do, he couldn't speak.
Connor got out the whiteboard. 'I'm Connor , I'm new here.' Troye looked at him in the weird way.
"Why don't you speak?! Are you mute or something?!" Troye asked.
Connor nodded his head in response.
"Oh. Well I'm gonna go, see you later Ricky!" The boy walked off. Connor was still fascinated by the boys features, he couldn't stop thinking about him.
"Oh there are my friends!" Ricky says, dragging Connor behind him.
They approached a group of boys and girls. They all go by the names Grace, Lilly, Hannah, Jack and Andrew. They all seemed nice to Connor, of course all he did was nod his head.
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Later Connor sat his desk, crying. He cried for awhile. He didn't want to be in L.A , he wanted to be in Minnesota. He just sighed. He took out his computer, turning on some music and drifting to sleep.
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6:15 am
That's what Connor's alarm read that early morning.
He rolled out of his desk chair, where he slept that night. His playlist was still playing as he pulled on his jeans and a sweatshirt. He grabbed his backpack from Urban Outfitters and threw a binder, 5 notebooks, and a composition book in it. He was ready but he wanted coffee. He looked on the board above his desk. They had a Starbucks on campus. Connor set out in his adventure for his beloved coffee, whiteboard in hand.
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weirdo-tronnor au
Fanfiction"Troye he's not that bad.." "Tyler, yes he is, he doesn't speak."
