quiet kid & bright hair || joshler

chapter one ✧:･

:tyler:

It's the first day of a new high school, Moving to a different school with brand new kids seems so terrifying to me.

Waking up this morning was such a chore. I've never been this nervous in a long time.

I'm now a senior in high school, I was homeschooled for the longest time. Now being in a real school just for one year is going to be tough.

I followed the crowd of students into the school gym, I was shaking a lot.

I sat on the bleachers that would be the least noticeable, I don't want to socialize with these people. I'm too awkward for this.

I've dreaded the moment of going to a real school for almost my whole life. The fact that I'm surrounded by complete strangers for 8 hours a day, it's just torture thinking about it.

I stare around the gym and it's just basic people in the same uniform that you can't have any originality in any part of it. That's quite upsetting to me.

Some guy with bright blue hair catches my eye. I love colored hair, I was shocked this school actually allowed it. I'm too scared to dye my own hair but I enjoying looking at other people's hair colors.

He seems like a kid you wouldn't want to mess with though. He seems very "punk rock" and "hardcore". I'm just probably stereotyping him but that is what it seems like to me.

I stared at him and began gazing off. I was shocked that he was allowed to have colored hair here since it's so strict here.

I questioned why is he allowed to have it but no one else has? It's already the first day and I've asked too many questions.

I continued to stare as he looked up and saw me staring directly at him. We gave each other eye contact until I looked away.

Great first impression, Tyler.

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After a half hour of waiting, the principal finally got in here. I was going to fall asleep if she didn't come any sooner. I didn't get any sleep last night because of how terrified I was.

School is like this huge prison that his mandatory for kids my age. I don't agree with being forced to have an education in subjects that I could care less about.

Eventually, we got our rosters handed out. Not a single person I know is in my group. For this school year, I'm screwed. Then again, I didn't know anyone here to begin with.

We had to stand in these groups, I was so nervous & anxious to see who was in mine. I look up and see that bright hair kid standing in the same group.

I rolled my eyes and began to dread what this year has to offer for me. Another tortuous school year is ahead.

I'm going to be stuck with this kid for the rest of this school year. What if while I'm graduating and accepting my diploma and he just remembers me as the kid who kept staring at him.

We got redirected to our first class. I sat in the back because normally no one calls on you from the back.

The teacher clears his throat and tells us that we have to get up in front of the class and introduce ourselves.

in front of the class.

I was shaking more than a rocking chair at this point.

"Tyler.. Joseph?"

I don't know what to say at all. I have absolutely nothing prepared to say. I'm not going to have a panic attack on the first day of school.

I walked to the class, slouched over awkwardly. Another great impression, Tyler.

Oh, look who's in front of the class with his brown eyes and blue hair staring directly at my face.

I stuttered "my name is Tyler Joseph. I like to play the piano and the ukulele..a lot."

The class was silent but the bright hair boy was smiling. His eyes crinkled and he looked pretty adorable, if I do say so myself.

This is going to be a long year.