Dementophobia • tyler joseph •

blurryface // entry

June 20th, 2013

In my last entry, I said I was going to wait for Tyler to approach me.

Well, I didn't have to wait for long.

Mrs. Eva is making us do a group project. Anything involving the word group scared me beyond belief because I wasn't very good with people. While everyone scrambled around to find their partners, I just sat back and stared at my lap.

Nobody ever wanted me as their partner. I usually ended up working alone on group projects. I'm pretty sure Mrs. Eva always felt sorry for me because of that. I preferred to work alone though.

That's when a certain someone decided to approach me.

"Um, hey Courtney, isn't it?"

His voice was very quiet as he spoke to me. It made me wonder whether he knew why I was in this mental hospital. I didn't want anybody to know other than Mr. Baker.

I nodded in response to him, trying not to seem too nervous.

Tyler ran a hand through his hair, a gesture that indicated that he felt slightly uncomfortable and nervous.

"Would you like to be partners with me?"

When he uttered those words, I was shocked. He really was breaking the mold.

I nodded, quickly. It seemed like I wasn't able to form actual words at the moment.

Tyler released a breath. "Okay, that's good. That's very good."

He sat down onto the chair next to me, a smile now plastered across his face. "You obviously already know, but I'm Tyler."

A chuckle escaped my mouth. "Hi, Tyler."

The look on his face was unforgettable, so my voice reached his ears. For some old reason, he seemed fascinated with me. I couldn't understand why because I hardly ever seen him around aside from the support group.

The major thing I really didn't understand was, why was I fascinated with him?

Tyler's face was tomato red. "So I guess we better start thinking our project."

I smiled at him in response as I unzipped my pencil bag to grab a pencil and to hand him one.

"So we are supposed to make a poster board describing our likes and dislikes," he explained. "I really don't know what this has to do with a support group, but whatever."

When he finally realized that I was a very quiet person, he quickly changed the subject.

"How about I go grab a poster board from the craft room and we'll start to decorate it, okay?"

My lips tugged up in a smile which Tyler took as yes. He hurried out of the room and I was trying not to smile with my teeth.

He was just so sweet.

Courtney Akehurst, entry number I really don't care of Blurryface. Written on June 20th, 2013 at 9:25 am in pencil.

A/N: I published the first  part of my Josh Dun fanfic if any of you are interested! Just look at my profile!