Friends?

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—Time skip friday—

A few days had passed and Tyler settled into his normal seat in math class. Since Monday Tyler found his thoughts draw more and more to his new friend. He couldn't help but feel a bit better when he thought about Troye being his friend. Like a real friend that he made all by himself. Although most of their time together was spent with small talk or silence, neither boy complained. Tyler was happy that Troye stopped pushing to find out more about him. The idea of friendship was new for Tyler. 'What do friends even do?' he wondered as he waited for Troye to stroll into math class.

But Troye never showed up

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Tyler stood quietly in the back of the locker room waiting for the rest of the boys to file out. He let out a breath of relief as the last boy shuffled out and Tyler entered the main part of the locker room so that he could change. He popped open his locker and slipped his gym shorts off and changed into his jeans. He threw his gym shirt into his locker and replaced it with a black jumper before slipping his Vans back on his feet. He hurried out of the locker room hoping that Troye had come to school.

He walked into the bathroom and immediately saw that the handicapped stall was closed. He was shocked considering how now that they talked all the time, Tyler usually sat on the counter and Troye sat leaning against the wall, they didn't sit in the stalls anymore. Tyler walked in and placed his backpack down on the floor before he sat up on the counter.

Tyler started swinging his feet trying to decided if he should break the silence. Usually he didn't mind the silence that settled in the bathroom when they were together, but this silence was different. He continued to look down at his swinging feet "you weren't in math today" the silence remained for what felt like forever "yeah I know"Troye's voice came from the stall, Tyler looked up to see the door remained closed. "Um..why" Tyler waited again in the silence as Troye took his time to think out his response.

"whats mine is mine Tyler" Tyler cocked his head to the side even though Troye couldn't see him "You sound like me, um you sure you're okay" Tyler listened to the shuffling with in the stall and watched as the door swung open and Troye stepped out his face void of emotions "what can I say I'm addicted to being broken" Troye said as he slid down the wall into his usual position and he looked over at Tyler

"What?" Tyler questioned looking over at Troye. "Its a line in a poem I was writing, don't worry about it" Troye's words only made Tyler more curious. He looked over a Troye again who was scrolling through his phone. Tyler had an overwhelming desire to ask more, but he knew how much he hated when Troye pushed him.

"What are you starring at me for" Tyler shook out of his gaze and watched as Troye pulled his knees to his chest almost as a self conscious twitch. "You're a mystery Troye, ya know that" Troye let out a loud and curt laugh before looking back at Tyler "coming from the mystery man himself Mr. whats-mine-is-mine" Tyler laughed at Troyes joking "looks like we are both stubborn" Tyler said as the bell rang

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Troye plopped down in his usual seat with Tyler not far behind. He was could not wait to get the hell to work and then get the hell home. He was tired and emotionally drained beyond belief. He could feel his heavy eyes as he wrote more in his notebook. He had a rough night but overall he made it through without relapsing...barely...but he did it. He worked a double shift at the diner last night and his exhaustion only grew as he got no sleep because he was thinking. He was saddened at the picture that his mother posted on Facebook reading 'Whole Family Together and Happy' with a large group shot from a summer party they must have hosted. He felt the sadness bubble up again 'whole family' he thought 'perfectly happy without me'

"Okay my little pumpkins. Today marks the official start of our second project, the one I told you about on Monday. In your pairs you will create a song and some how present it to the class. You can sing it live, you can record you singing it, you can record someone else singing it, whatever. The song that I like the most will be taken into consideration for the play this year. These songs are due after winter break. You have next Monday and Tuesday in class to work on them, then you have to do it on your own time over break. Good luck"

Troye grumbled under his breath about the pointlessness of the class. Tyler shifted on the step above him "So I think we should get started as soon as possible because I know nothing about writing a song or singing" Troye looked up in agreement "Yeah same, this fucking sucks" Troye grumbled

"LANGUAGE" Glo's voice cracked through the room. Troye watched as Tyler broke out in laughter. Troye couldn't help be smile too, it was wonderful to see Tyler happy -even if it was just for a moment.

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Howdy Hi, 

^^idk what that was... any way I have nothing to say and I am going to upload again soon. Where I live is supposed to get hit with a blizzard so, as long as I have internet, I think I know how I will be spending my snow filled day. Anyway I am going to watch the Troyler collabs and cry (ya know typical Friday night)

Good luck with your life 

*sprinkles snow on you* 

Katie :) 

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