Faked it

5- a promance

Troye picked up another almond from his bag, aiming and throwing at Connor's head while he laid down on a picnic blanket during lunch.

"Stop it butt-face!" Connor laughed, slamming his notebook and rolling onto his back.

"Not until you let me hear your new poem! It's been weeks since you dropped your last track, give the fans what they want." Troye stated, putting an almond into his mouth.

"It's not ready."

"Since when do you share poems with me that aren't ready." Troye replied, "you're JT, I'm Timbaland, we work shop until they're dope and then you preform them... For your cats." Troye laughed.

"This one is different, it's personal, I'm bearing my soul so I want it to be perfect." Connor tried to explain.

"Ooh is it a power ballad?" Connor rolled his eyes at Troye's remark. "Come on give me a hint." Troye pleaded.

"Nope." Connor sat up crawling towards Troye. "But I promise you'll be the first to hear it." Connor leaned in and kissed Troye.

Snap

The sound of Connors phone camera went off as he pulled away from the kiss. "Cropped, filtered, blurred, and boom- grammed it!" Connor clicked off his phone as Troye took in a deep breath. "Since we came out I've gotten over four hundred new followers, including a misses Zoella Sugg." Connor sighed contently. "We still need to find you a secret girlfriend Troye." Connor remembered.

"And that is?" Troye asked.

"How about Andrea Russet you were obsessed with her in middle school?" Connor raised an eyebrow.

"I was obsessed with her in middle school." Troye laughed.

"Well, nows your chance." Connor lit up.

"Yeah, we'll find her at lunch." Troye nodded.

"No, I mean now is your chance. She's coming this way." Both boys turned their heads as a group of around five people walked towards them holding 'caution' and 'fire' signs that also said many other things.

"Hey Andrea, where's the fire?" Connor asked when she was near them.

"It's in our hearts," She slammed a fist over her chest while speaking. "that's why we're protesting!" She screamed as she kept walking and the others behind her cheered.

Connor looked over as Troye let out a groan, "not another fucking protest."

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"Big brother has got to go, hey hey! Ho Ho! Big brother has got to go, hey hey! Ho Ho!" Troye and Connor pushed through the crowd of students in the hallway as the all chanted while holding their fists up.

"What going on?" Connor asked, walking up to Zoe and a few others.

"Skwerkel wants to donate six million dollars to the school." Tyler explained.

"Sounds terrible." Troye remarked sarcastically.

"It is terrible, Troye." Connor stuttered. "Skwerkel is a, vile... Evil... Search engine." Connor tried to empress Zoe.

Dan suddenly came out of office blowing a whistle at all the protesters, successfully getting their attention. "I'm all for a good protest kids," Dan spoke once they quieted. "I went to Berkley, but this school really needs this donation. With all the government cutbacks there just isn't enough money. Last week I had to shut down the tai chi club!" Dan started shouting.