Don't listen, they're not real // KickTheStickz

Sleepless night

The next couple of lessons went by so quickly, which is surprising for the first day. Chris, of course, spent most of the time admiring Pj, making sure not to get caught of course. Phil also seemed to be staring at someone from across the room, a boy who was sitting alone. He had brown hair, almost identical to Phil's, he had brown eyes and was dressed in mostly all black. He must be the Dan kid.

As Chris, Phil and Pj made their way down to the ground floor to leave, they noticed Dan rushing out of the building, almost like he was running away from someone, but no one followed after him. They shrugged it off.

"Well, it was nice to meet you guys, I'm glad there's friendly people here." Pj spoke up with a smile. And before Chris had the chance to speak, he was pulled into a gentle hug by Pj, who held onto the hug for a good few seconds.

Oh my god

Chris tried his best to not freak out, Pj's hug was possibly the best one he'd ever received. He reached an arm around to hug Pj back, before Pj pulled away to give Phil a hug too. After he did, they all walked outside. "It was nice to meet you too, Pj." Phil spoke up, before waving and walking off. "See you guys tomorrow!" He added, before he disappeared into the crowd of students.

"You don't really talk much, are you shy?" Pj turned to Chris, the amazing smile still on his face. "Oh- uh..no, I just haven't really had much to say, sorry." Chris replied, avoiding eye contact. Pj nodded, "I like your shirt, The walking dead is my favourite show. Who's your favourite character?"

He likes The walking dead, that makes him even better.

Chris smiled widely, looking at Pj, who appeared to be slightly taller than himself. "You-..you do? Wow, I've never known anyone who watches it! Uhm, well..I like a lot, but I guess my absolute favourite is Tara, she's a badass." Chris replied with excitement, making Pj laugh. "I see, you're the kind of person who only really talks about things they like, huh? My favourite is Eugene, I know he isn't really popular, but I like him." Pj smiled, before looking across the road at a car that just pulled up, beeping once. "Oh, that's my mum, I've gotta go now- but I like Eugene too, he's a precious human." Chris waved and ran across the road, climbing into the car.

Pj waved back at Chris, before the car drove off. Chris had a huge smile on his face throughout the journey, which caught his mum's attention. "So, today was a good day, huh?" She smiled, nudging his arm. "It really was, mum. I have two new friends, Pj and Phil, they're so cool. And Pj likes the walking dead!" Chris blurted out, making his mum laugh. "Aw, sweetie, I'm so glad you were able to find people with the same interests as you. How about some takeout food tonight?" This made Chris smile even more, nodding eagerly. "Yes please!"

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After dinner, Chris hugged him mum goodnight, before heading upstairs. He grabbed some pyjamas and changed into them, before heading into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Pj doesn't like you, he's just acting like that because he has no one else to hang  out with yet. Stop trying, Chris.

Chris furrowed his eyebrows, before slamming his fist onto the bathroom counter. "Stop!" He whispered harshly, before throwing his clothes into the washbin. He took a deep breath and grabbed his toothbrush, quickly brushing his teeth. He left the bathroom and climbed into his bed, sitting up against the headboard.

He reached onto the bedside table, picking up a pencil and his sketchbook, opening it to a clean page. He plugged his earphones into his phone, picking out his favourite song before he began to draw onto the clean page.

Nothing's gonna hurt me with my eyes shut
I can see through them
I can see through them
And I am drawing pictures I'm evading
I will not use them
I will not use them
Again.

He hummed the lyrics to himself as he began to draw out the familiar look of Pj's face, adding as much detail as possible. He kept the picture in black and white, before grabbing a few pencils in different shades of green, colouring his eyes in.

He inspected the picture once it was done, smiling proudly at it. He put the sketchbook down, along with the pencils, before laying down in his bed. He sighed softly and closed his eyes, keeping the smile on his face.

But, he couldn't sleep, he was too busy thinking about Pj. He knew he was getting attached way too quickly, but he couldn't help it. He kept his eyes closed and just kept the thoughts flowing in his mind.