Lost in Anxiety

Hurricane-Panic! At the disco

A/N- this story is by me and a friend of mine, i hope you like it, and if you have any ideas or advice plz message me or comment below, thanks! Please don't steal our ideas

Are you worth your weight in gold?

Hey, stranger, I want you to catch me like a cold.

You and god both got the guns, when you shoot I think I'd duck.

I listened to these lyrics closely as i got off my bus and headed to my first class. In my hand, i held a muffin and a tumblr full of water. I stumbled up the hill and once i was up on the top of the grassy hill, i could see the amazing college i had attended for a year now. I sighed, remembering i needed to head to class.

I led the revolution in my bedroom and I set all the zippers free.

We said, "No more war, no more clothes!

Give me peace.

Oh kiss me!"

I walked to the class and sat down in my chair that i always sat in. I kept my earbuds in as i really didn't care for english and pulled out the book i was reading called The Lake House.

"Enjoying your book?" My professor asked with a rude tone.

"Huh??? Oh, uh, y-yeah..." I reply with a guilty 'uh oh' look on my face. 'I really don't like being the center of attention, gah so embarrassing!' I thought to myself. I looked over to see some people looking at me funnily as if i was crazy, and i dropped my book.

"Sorry Sir, it won't happen again." 'Yeah right.' I thought.

You'll dance to anything!

You'll dance to anything!

Blared out suddenly and I quickly tried to shut it off as I blushed, embarrassedly. But my professor didn't seem to mind the music as much as he did when i was reading thankfully. 'Go figure.'

I was somewhat paying attention to the lesson when i started to survey the room. I didn't know anyone in this class, so all the faces just went by in a blur. I saw a nerdy kid at the front, watching the professor's every move. 'I should learn my professors' names...'

I looked at the next kid, who was a red headed girl, chomping on gum. Behind her was a blonde whose eyes were glued to the desk. He looked back to catch my eyes. His icy eyes stared into mine for a split second before i looked away, breathless.

Fix me, or conflict me.

I'll take anything.

Fix me, or just conflict me.

Cause I'll take anything.

"Hey whatcha listenin' too?" I heard someone say. I looked up to see the blonde. He then tapped my shoulder.

"Huh? Who? Me?" I asked, confused as to why he was talking to me.

"Well, yeah? I think, I mean, I, yeah." He rambled. I giggled at how cute it was and smiled. "But yeah, whatcha listenin' too?" The blonde asked me once more.

"Hurricane by Panic! At the Disco," I replied looking at his seat which he was not in. "And you might want to go sit back down so you don't get in trouble." I pointed out.

He laughs and replied, "Class just ended..."

"Oh. Haha, my bad well, uh, thanks for letting me know."

"No problem. I'm Luke by the way."

"I'm Lyra," I replied as I gathered up the few things I had and rushed out the class, leaving Luke alone, dazed, and confused. 'Wonder what that was about.' I thought as I walked away.

You'll dance to anything!

You'll dance to anything!